Garudamon shook her head violently. "No, Sora, we can do this. You can
do this. Please. Sora..." Her voice, trembling, broke off. Her partner looked
down at her for a second. A flicker of her old self, like candelight, was
seen in her eyes. It was gone in less than a second. Garudamon began to
power up for an attack, but a voice stopped her. "No." It sounded like
Sora. Except it was far away and hollow, and Sora was staring straight
ahead with a statue-like expression on her face. Garudamon shook her
head as if confused. "Sora, what's wrong with you! We have to fight!" The
redhead turned on her fiercly. "I can't do this any longer! I can't let you
get hurt, Garudamon. Put me down." Taichi and Yamato were catching up.
"Sora!" Taichi yelled. He sounded frantic. Sora's Crest of Love was beginning
to glow, covering her entire body in red like a loving blanket. "Garudamon..."
She sounded sad, and pained at the same time. "Please. Do it." The
hideous Agumon raised his black-sheathed arm again. "Garudamon! Do it now!"
Garudamon slowly shook her head. Sora stood up, and began to glide off
Garudamon's hand. "The Crest of Love is carrying her toward the monster..."
Yamato said. The freak digimon finished powering up and sent another
beam of energy. Garudamon could hear it rushing like a horrifying train,
faster, and faster-
It didn't hit her. It rushed by her, but the energy trails it left
ripped into her like a huge knife. At first, she felt searing, white hot
pain as she stumbled backwards, hitting the barrier the horrendous
creature set up. Garudamon's huge body broke through it, stabbing every
nerve center in her body, sending electric pure pain rushing through every one
of her rupturing arteries. She fell back into Wargreymon's waiting claws.
Struggling to sit up, she croaked, "Sora..." and gratefully fell into the deep,
silent pool of darkness awaiting her. Taichi snapped his head toward her. She was
eye level with the digimon now, and it was powering up for another attack.
"Don't do it!" he cried out, lip trembling, panic, fear, and pain taking
over his face. Sora, or what used to be Sora, stared through the shimmering
crimson aura hugging her body tightly. "I'm doing this for you, Taichi..."
Faster than he could scream, the floating Sora dived directly into the
slit of armor just as the next attack screamed through Digiworld.
The effect was amazing. Time seemed to go into slow motion for Taichi as
he watched Sora die. As the incredible explosion started-or was it implosion?
Taichi didn't care anymore-the red light bolted off into nine different
directions. One pinged off of his digivice and flew into the sky. Six others,
with tinny plinking sounds, did the same. One hovered for a second, then
seemed to turn grey and dissipate. The last one flashed for just a second, then
flew off where the first seven went. The explosion seemed to hover, a
cloud of dark blood red billowing up. Then the sound hit Taichi and Yamato.
They screamed in pain, clapping their hands to their ears, hot blood
seeping out between the cracks. Taichi's face turned bright red with the
heat shock that followed, painting his clothes with random black, charred
streaks.
Dead silence. His world had fallen apart in a matter of seconds.
Author's Note: Okay, so that wasn't exactly super long, but I tried...I
write in short bursts. Sorry. I'll have Chapter Four up very soon, tommorow
or the next day.
do this. Please. Sora..." Her voice, trembling, broke off. Her partner looked
down at her for a second. A flicker of her old self, like candelight, was
seen in her eyes. It was gone in less than a second. Garudamon began to
power up for an attack, but a voice stopped her. "No." It sounded like
Sora. Except it was far away and hollow, and Sora was staring straight
ahead with a statue-like expression on her face. Garudamon shook her
head as if confused. "Sora, what's wrong with you! We have to fight!" The
redhead turned on her fiercly. "I can't do this any longer! I can't let you
get hurt, Garudamon. Put me down." Taichi and Yamato were catching up.
"Sora!" Taichi yelled. He sounded frantic. Sora's Crest of Love was beginning
to glow, covering her entire body in red like a loving blanket. "Garudamon..."
She sounded sad, and pained at the same time. "Please. Do it." The
hideous Agumon raised his black-sheathed arm again. "Garudamon! Do it now!"
Garudamon slowly shook her head. Sora stood up, and began to glide off
Garudamon's hand. "The Crest of Love is carrying her toward the monster..."
Yamato said. The freak digimon finished powering up and sent another
beam of energy. Garudamon could hear it rushing like a horrifying train,
faster, and faster-
It didn't hit her. It rushed by her, but the energy trails it left
ripped into her like a huge knife. At first, she felt searing, white hot
pain as she stumbled backwards, hitting the barrier the horrendous
creature set up. Garudamon's huge body broke through it, stabbing every
nerve center in her body, sending electric pure pain rushing through every one
of her rupturing arteries. She fell back into Wargreymon's waiting claws.
Struggling to sit up, she croaked, "Sora..." and gratefully fell into the deep,
silent pool of darkness awaiting her. Taichi snapped his head toward her. She was
eye level with the digimon now, and it was powering up for another attack.
"Don't do it!" he cried out, lip trembling, panic, fear, and pain taking
over his face. Sora, or what used to be Sora, stared through the shimmering
crimson aura hugging her body tightly. "I'm doing this for you, Taichi..."
Faster than he could scream, the floating Sora dived directly into the
slit of armor just as the next attack screamed through Digiworld.
The effect was amazing. Time seemed to go into slow motion for Taichi as
he watched Sora die. As the incredible explosion started-or was it implosion?
Taichi didn't care anymore-the red light bolted off into nine different
directions. One pinged off of his digivice and flew into the sky. Six others,
with tinny plinking sounds, did the same. One hovered for a second, then
seemed to turn grey and dissipate. The last one flashed for just a second, then
flew off where the first seven went. The explosion seemed to hover, a
cloud of dark blood red billowing up. Then the sound hit Taichi and Yamato.
They screamed in pain, clapping their hands to their ears, hot blood
seeping out between the cracks. Taichi's face turned bright red with the
heat shock that followed, painting his clothes with random black, charred
streaks.
Dead silence. His world had fallen apart in a matter of seconds.
Author's Note: Okay, so that wasn't exactly super long, but I tried...I
write in short bursts. Sorry. I'll have Chapter Four up very soon, tommorow
or the next day.