Reversing Hate

Reversing Hate

By: Theodore 'Blitz' Leung

Theoleung@sprint.ca

Disclaimer: All Digimon and their characters (except for those introduced in this fic/series) do NOT belong to me. I do not have permission to use their characters, but it's a FanFic, so, who cares? =) This story line belongs to me and me alone. Please ask for permission if you wish to use it. Thanks. Now let's get onto reading!

Mega level Digimon are formed from a combination of four Crests.

So much for Harriermon hitting that stage. Until I can get my Crest of Love to shine, which I really doubt I can, he'll never hit Mega.

And even if the Crest of Love will shine, who knows what will happen...My Crest of Light is still smothered in Darkness, and the Crest of Darkness doesn't seem anxious to lose hold over its Light counterpart.

What will become of a Mega with holy and unholy attributes?

May we pray it is something that can help us...if it is attainable...

~Diary of Tao 'Blitz' Lee, the lost Destined

* * * * * *

Serangmon sighed, turning to face the figure in the shadows. For the past some time, there was silence between the two.

"Only a few more days remain..." Serangmon spoke, closing his eyes. If the Digi-Destined were to succeed, his time would be near.

"A week and a half, tops," the figure reassessed, but knowing how grave the situation was.

"As long as he controls Tao like a puppet, there is no way Harriermon will never Warp Digivolve..." Serangmon spoke softly, knowing this last Mega form will be the hardest to form.

"Tao may be the most distant from the goal," the figure replied. "But be assured, he is also the most powerful of the five."

"Strong enough to cut the string that bind him?" Serangmon spoke, twitching his wings. "I hope so...Celeaglemon already has trace of Darkness within him, and he is a Light Digimon. If this kind of soul devouring continues, their strongest fighter may become their worst enemy..."

"Only time will tell..." was the soft-spoken reply from the shadows. Serangmon turned to face the outside world again, the wind picking up slightly. The dawning sun in the distance was slowly drowned the cold, night air. "Only time..." he repeated.

* * * * * *

The sun shone brightly over the green field. There was a small breeze, the grass tilting with the wind. Tao stood alone in the field, weapon less. He admired the sight, a sense of calmness that he's never felt before since his 'death'.

The wind blew again, blowing his short black hair with it. The Digi-Destined turned around, then smiled. In the distance stood Shastina, her back turned to the boy. Tao approached Shastina, placing a hand on her shoulder when she close enough.

The female Digi-Destined whirled around, her face showing disgust at the sight of Tao. She slapped him hard across the face, Tao reeling back in utter shock.

"S-S-Shas?" Tao stammered, surprised with the show of violence. Shastina stepped back, fearing the other Digi-Destined. "W-What'd I do?"

"Get away from me!" Shastina screamed out, startling Tao again. "I don't want anything to do with you!"

"Shas...?" Tao asked, still stunned with the revelation.

"You left me alone...you broke my heart..." Shastina accused, sobbing. "You destroyed me!"

"What?!" Tao exclaimed, stepping back with the sheer weight of the information. He was about to step forward again until a hand fell on his shoulder. He was quickly whirled around, then a there was a punch in his face to knock him flat on his back. Tao winced in pain, holding his jaw before looking.

"The lady asked you to leave," Marc told his supposed friend. "I suggest you do that."

"M-Marc...?" Tao stammered again, slowly getting up. The older Digi-Destined walked past the fallen one, taking one of Shastina's arms. Quickly, she was on him, crying into his shoulder. Marc hugged the girl tightly, her sobbing subsiding.

"It's alright...I'm here now..." Marc whispered, just loud enough for Tao to hear.

"T-thank you..." Shastina spoke, still choking a bit from her crying. "...love..."

"L-l-love?!" Tao thought, as though he were just hit but a tractor trailer.

"I'll always be here for you..." Marc spoke, brushing some strands of hair away from Shastina's face.

"I know that...." Shastina answered, then turning to face Tao. "Unlike him..."

"Ignore him," Marc spoke turning Shastina's head to face him. "You have me now."

"And I think you to the bottom of my heart for that," Shastina spoke, pulling closer to Marc. Slowly, the two lips drew together.

Tao's eyes went wide upon witnessing the event, then he forced it closed, unable to watch anymore. The world went dark, even after he opened his eyes again. There was blackness for as far as he could see, the world before him disintegrated from existence.

"Kill him..."

"Wha?" Tao asked, standing up slowly. A firm object was placed in his hand, his fingers curling tightly around it.

"Kill him..."

Tao raised the item, revealing Drowsmon's blade in his hand. His eyes went wide, turning the blade to see his reflection. In the blade, he saw Marc.

"Kill him..."

The voice repeated over and over again, compounding into an echo that never stopped. Tao grabbed his head, trying to shut the sounds out, but to no avail. His mind became contaminated with those two words, and he knew who those two words wanted to kill.

"Marc..." Tao spoke softly, collapsing into a heap in the darkness. The voices slowly subsided, moving away. Tao never noticed, lying unconscious on the dark floor.

* * * * * *

"It is set, now we wait," the Darkness spoke, leaving his previous state of concentration. The Digimon before him watched the Darkness work, seeing the imagines infused into the boy's mind with that dream.

"Very good," the Digimon commented, watching a reply of the dream sequence. "I don't think I could've programmed anything better."

"Hitting Mega level for Harriermon should be impossible now," the Darkness replied.

"If he does," the Digimon replied, raising a mechanical left arm. His fingers curled into a fist, a tight fist. "You don't have to tell me again, I know what to do. I'll dispose of the Digimon, then his partner, then go hunting for the rest."

* * * * * *

Tao slowly aroused from his slumber, taking his head in his hand. The dream he witnessed remained firmly photographed in his mind. The boy slowly stood up, blade grasped firmly in his hand. He glanced back at his sleeping Digimon, the bird snoring peacefully beside the embers of the once roaring fire.

"Have...to...kill..." Tao muttered under his breath, taking his Digivice from his pocket. He began to walk off, somehow knowing the general vicinity of the Digi-Destined he wanted.

"When the Digivice beeps, blood will be shed..." the Digi-Destined of Darkness whispered, griping his sword tighter in anticipation.

* * * * * *

Marc sat still, watching the morning sun rise again, Shastina by his side again. This time, their Digimon were watching the sun to, though paying no heed to their partners.

"It's so beautiful," Shastina commented again, though Marc knew what the female Digi-Destined thought about sunsets.

"It's as beautiful as you are," Marc commented under his breath, though Shastina heard it as clear as day.

"Marc!" Shastina exclaimed, though softly as not to alert their Digimon. "If I didn't know better, it would seem like you're trying to hit on me!"

"Maybe I am," Marc joked, getting a playful slap on his arm from Shastina. The girl giggled lightly, placing a head on Marc's shoulder.

"I miss Tao..." Shastina whispered, sighing. Marc's visage of immaturity turned to something of seriousness.

"We all do," Marc replied, sighing as well. He placed an arm around Shastina, pulling her closer. "Until then...well...I promised him I'd take care of you...and a promise I will keep..."

"I know you will," Shastina whispered into Marc's ear, snuggling up against him.

Both their Digivices went off, startling them. They pulled away as their Digimon turned around to face them, innocent of any of the actions before the beeping.

Shastina and Marc retrieved their Digivices, seeing two signals in the vicinity of the sector.

"Well, looks like we won't be alone much longer," Marc commented, sighing a bit. Part of him wished the moment could've gone on, the other hating himself for trying to get close to Shastina.

"Yep..." Shastina agreed, also sighing. She felt a strange comfort being alone with Marc like that. She mentally slapped herself afterwards, knowing her heart belonged to someone else. She would have to wait patiently for that day.

Shastina glanced up at Marc, the boy deep in thought. "He's so sweet though, consoling me like that," Shastina thought, smiling.

* * * * * *

Harriermon slowly awakened from his slumber, rubbing his eyes with his wings. Blinking a few times to clear the blur, he looked around; Tao was no where to be seen.

"Tao?" Harriermon spoke aloud, hoping that the boy was just somewhere out of the range. "Tao?!" he spoke again, standing up. "TAO!!" he then shouted, dismaying at the fact that there was no response.

"He's gone off to kill," the voice told Harriermon from behind. The bird Digimon swung around, 'arms' raised for a fistfight. Standing before him was Serangmon.

"Easy there," Serangmon spoke calmly, raising his arms. He held no weapons, nor was he carrying his dual rapiers.

"What do you mean he's gone to kill?" Harriermon asked forcefully. The avian Digimon knew his mistake, calming down. There was no need to be so angry to someone who obviously holds good intentions. "Sorry..." he whispered.

"Don't need to apologise," the Angel Digimon spoke, falling to one knee to get a better view of the bird.

"So, where's he go?" Harriermon asked, anxious to hear an answer.

"He went off to kill Marc," Serangmon spoke softly, deliberately slowly. He didn't know how to word it for the Digimon, and this was the best he could do.

"WHAT?!" Harriermon exclaimed, dumb struck with such act. "Why would he do that?!"

"I think you know that answer..." Serangmon muttered, standing back up.

"It's the Darkness, isn't it?" Harriermon asked. The Angel didn't answer the question, knowing that it was rhetorical. Harriermon nodded, about to run off, but stopping.

"Serangmon...I don't know what your intentions are...but...you've been very helpful to us...especially to me and Tao," Harriermon spoke, unsure why he was telling the Angel that. "I...I just wish we didn't have to fight you...for whatever reason it is...but we have a responsibility..."

"Don't try to convince me to stop what I'm doing," Serangmon spoke. "You have a responsibility, I have mine. It's just what we do that make us battle each other." Harriermon nodded, saddened by how true those facts were.

"Thank you again!" Harriermon shouted, waving and then taking off, well would've if he weren't missing on bit of information.

"Northwest," Serangmon directed, remembering that he didn't tell Harriermon which way to go. Harriermon nodded once more, saying his thanks and flying off as fast as he could to stop Tao from doing anything rash.

"Post haste, my friend," Serangmon thought, watching the bird fly off. "You can not allow the Darkness to win..."

* * * * * *

"Marc!!" Tao shouted out, gripping his blade tightly, imagining the blood run down the sharp weapon when he was done with this...friend of his.

Both Shastina and Marc looked up at the top of the hill where Tao stood, and just from the tone of his voice, they knew something was wrong with their friend...former friend for now. Shastina pulled closer to Marc, afraid for her boyfriend. Tao saw this, getting him even angrier. With a burst of energy, he rushed down the hillside, weapon ready with lethal intent.

"Move it!" both Tigramon and Xemon shouted, leaping into the way. Tao gave them little regard, slashing each down before they could make a move. They rolled backwards, large gashes in their body spilling blood. The two Rookies did nothing in stopping the enraged Human.

"Oh shit..." Marc muttered, raising an arm over his face as Tao was upon him in just a second, blade about to slash.

Metal clashed into metal, Tao stepping back with the sudden appearance of a new person. A female, nothing like Zera. She had brown hair with blue streaks on the right side. Her blue eyes started at Tao with deadly intent, yet pitied the boy for his Dark heart. She wore a pair of tight blue pants and a short sleeved shirt. On her wrist was a watch like Imperial Wrath's and Zera's, only this time with silver coating. Her blade had a sapphire glint to it, intricate design on the handle that Tao could see.

"What do you want!?" Tao demanded, admiring the sight no more. A person has stopped his goal, a goal of personal vengeance.

"Blitz, Blitz, Blitz, Blitz, Blitz..." the girl repeated, a bit disappointed with the poor attitude. "I can't allow you to kill them...jealously is a powerful emotion...especially when compounded with hate."

"Who asked you?!" Tao screamed, running forward and slashing hard, though parried by the girl the same age as he.

"That's it Crys!" the Digimon shouted, hovering beside Marc and Shastina. The two didn't noticed until the Digimon spoke out. The Digimon was a floating head of a white goat with a horn sticking out of her forehead. On the horn was a small bag. The Digimon looked up at the two when she noticed they were staring.

"Oh, hi! My name is Wispmon! Nice to meet ya!" the Digimon exclaimed, tossing the bag towards them. "Medical supplies, take them and wrap up your Digimon." Shastina and Marc weren't sure what to do, but did as suggested. They wouldn't want their Digimon to die from blood lose.

* * * * * *

Serangmon activated the display, watching the battle unfold before him. The figure was still in the corner on the room, watching as well.

"This will be the biggest risk ever for them..." the Angel Digimon commented.

"His other three Crests are shining brightly," the figure spoke. "Brighter then the four combined of each other Digi-Destined. However, without the last Crest, there will be no chance of survival."

"He may be most distant from the goal..." Serangmon thought, remembering what he was told earlier. "...but he is the most powerful of the five."

"You can do it, Tao..." Serangmon spoke under his breath.

* * * * * *

Crys stepped back, the strength of the slash forcing her to consolidate her position.

"Come on Crys, you beat the guy once...you can do it again..." she thought, pressing her sapphire blade towards Tao. Their two blades were locked, and at the same time, they unlocked. The two had the same idea of leaping back. Tao's blade glowed with emerald energy. Crys' blade emitted a blue and white like glow.

The arc of the Sonic Sword blade from Tao's blade. Crys released her own energy, a blue and white like teardrop of energy sailing to intercept the Sonic Sword. Both attacks collided, causing an explosion of energy that only last for a second.

"Equally matched...he seems stronger...but..." Crys thought, breaking the train. She couldn't afford to be distracted at a crucial time like this. The female sword wielder knew she had to hold out until Harriermon appeared.

* * * * * *

Metamon, a large robot Digimon, flew through the air with a job to do. His rocket pack burned full throttle to destroy Harriermon, as ordered by the Darkness. He was one of the smaller robots around, but his speed made up for his lack of size. He had a pair of machine guns on his shoulders and carried a micro missile launcher.

He flew over head the battle of Tao and the unknown girl, then stopped, thinking.

"Data suggests that the Crest of Love will never shine," the robot Digimon inferred, continuing to assess the fighting. "Ah hell, I can kill his girl friend before I will go kill his partner," the Digimon thought, preparing a dive down.

* * * * * *

Tao was about to slash again, halted by the mere scream of Shastina ringing through his ears. He looked up at the two, seeing Marc lying on the ground, unconscious, Shastina in the hold of some massive robot Digimon. Their Digimon were bandaged up, but were in no condition to fight.

"SHAS!" Tao exclaimed, his urge to kill now turned to something new. He stepped forward, then halted, seeing one of the machine guns on Metamon's directed at Shastina's head. Crys had her blade ready, griping it tightly.

"Come on Harrier...get here soon..." Crys thought, checking the time. Wispmon held her ground, watching, knowing that she, as a Rookie, stood no chance against this Mega level Digimon.

"Four..." Crys counted.

"You hurt her..." Tao hissed angrily.

"Three..."

"I won't hurt her, just kill her," Metamon answered.

"Two..."

Tao remained silent, watching, feeling helpless now.

"One..."

"GALE WING!"

"Zero..."

Harriermon crashed down against the back of Metamon's head with so much force that the robot Digimon fell over in shock, dropping the girl. It surprised all that a Rookie could have hurt the Mega in such a way. Tao quickly ran up and cradled Shastina in his arms once more.

"Oh my God...I'm sorry Shas..." Tao spoke quickly, feeling like a jerk for everything he's done this day. Shastina glanced up, forced a smile, and shook her head. "I shouldn't have been so jealous, I shouldn't have wanted to kill Marc like that...and now...I almost lost you because I wasn't looking out for you...again..."

"Tao..." Shastina whimpered. Harriermon landed beside the two, awaiting for some help against this Mega robot. "I'll love you with all my heart, no matter what..."

"You made Marc promise to take care of me, and a fine job he did..."

"I'm such an idiot...forgetting that promise..." Tao muttered, sighing. Shastina didn't want to hear the boy bash himself anymore, wrapped an arm around Tao's neck, then pressed her lips to his. Tao pulled away after a second, watched Shastina again.

"Shastina...my love...." Tao spoke softly, tears running down his cheek. He pressed his lips against Shastina's lips once more. His Digivice blasted with power, the fourth of his Crest finally shinning once more.

"Harriermon..."

The four Crests encircled him, connected with energy. Even the Crest of Darkness empowered the Digimon with energy, not energy to hate and destroy without cause, but with energy to protect. A pillar of light emerged, blasting into the sky.

"Warp Digivolve to..."

The pillar of light shattered, revealing a humanoid figure. Armour formed from the toes all the way to the neck, though no armour was made on his arms. Sapphire eyes blinked once, his blond hair blowing back, though partially tied down to the crimson headband. On the belt, two swords formed, each in sheathes. Gauntlets took there step, forming over his wrists and hands in a flash. Eagle wings formed on his back, the tips painted red, a light spray of black dotted the wings.

The four Crests stopped circling, the Crest of Love engraving on the chest plate of the armour. The Crest of Leadership split into two, one embedded in each gauntlet. Hope fell onto one of the blades, Light/Darkness falling onto the other.

"Hikaglemon!"

Hikaglemon raised his right arm, placing his left over the wrist. The right gauntlet opened at a hatch, dual cannons emerging from the opening.

"GRAVITY CANNON!"

The recoil of the blast knocked Hikaglemon back, two balls of pitch-black energy, side-by-side dashing towards the robot. Metamon began to fire his micro missile launcher into the energy, though it was sucked into the core of each ball. The blast impacted, the ball of energy expanding outwards.

"Is it over?" Shastina asked, still a bit weak. The question was answered when a hail of bullets erupted from the resulting smoke. Most were evaded easily by the Mega level eagle Digimon, the few remaining bouncing off the armour harmlessly. Hikaglemon donned his weapons.

"LH BLADE!"

Holy energy lashed out from the weapon into the smoking rubble. A mechanical cry of pain came from the area, but the continuing hail of fire and micro missiles indicated the Digimon was still walking.

Hikaglemon charged holy energy into his blades again, diving down.

"GRAVITY CANNON!"

He fired another blast of gravity based energy from his right gauntlet, causing more smoke and another implosion of energy. The Digimon continued to dive in, then there was silence.

The smoke soon faded, leaving Hikaglemon there with Metamon. The two blades cut right through Metamon's chest, the robot Digimon surprised with the outcome.

"Data proved to be inaccurate," Metamon muttered, disintegrating into bits of data. Hikaglemon returned to his Rookie form, the bird angry at his partner for running off. Crys and Wispmon were no where to be seen.

* * * * * *

Marc groaned, slowly getting up from his black out. He opened his eyes, seeing Shastina watching over him.

"Where's...Tao...?" he asked, sitting up, though Shastina pushed him back down. He noticed he was back in his own room at his own house. The bed was quite comfy.

"He couldn't bring himself to face you after what he tried to do," Shastina answered, sighing. "You're going to have to talk to him about it...if you find him..." Marc nodded, glancing down at the floor. Xemon and Tigramon stood there, still bandaged, but definitely looking a lot better then before. Marc was about to get up again, Shastina pushing him back down once more.

"Get some rest, you don't need to do anything now," she told Marc. The male Digi-Destined sighed, then nodded. There was nothing he could do right now.

Fin

Completed: 04/12/01