Digimon: The Year of Reckoning
Chapter 19
"The Prophecy"
Narrated by Mya and Brandon
Mya
We still hadn't found Brandon. It had been a full day. A day of flying for awhile, then landing so Catermon could rest, followed by her digivolving again and more searching.
I was hoping Nick and JT were okay. I felt bad leaving them alone. But it passed. If it weren't for my digimon's constant reminders, I would have plumb forgot about them.
"Catermon," I said during one of our rests. "If you had done something bad. Something you knew was wrong, but you had no choice, and then found out it hurt you a lot more than you thought it would. What would you do?"
"Um…well, what did you do?"
"Me? I didn't do anything. It's just a…hypothetical question."
"Well, I would try talking to someone about it. That's the best way to work out a problem."
It made sense. But I couldn't tell anybody what I had done. That I had sold my soul. Nick already suspected something had happened between me and Devilmon. I couldn't let him get any ideas.
"Thanks for the advice. We better go looking again."
"Catermon digivolve to…Buttramon!"
Together we flew up into the sky, soaring through the clouds. It felt so good. Even without a soul, something about feeling the wind blow through your hair and just being free felt so…fulfilling.
"Mya, I think I see footprints down there."
"Where? I don't see anything."
"Well, I have superior eyesight. Should we go down?"
"You bet."
Down we went. This felt really good too. The speed, the wind, everything was great. And then we landed. The feeling was over and I was back to feeling cold and empty.
"These are definitely Brandon and Spikemon's," I said examining the footprints.
"Then let's follow them."
And we did. Following them deep into the forest. Eventually coming to a large temple.
"I guess they're in there," Buttramon said.
"Yeah. Let's go."
We walked through the doors. The room was huge. I looked all around. And I spotted him!
"Brandon!"
He turned to look at me. His face was ecstatic. We ran at each other. Buttramon was right behind me, just as Spikemon was with him. Closer and closer and…BAM!
"Ow!"
I had hit a wall. But it was a glass wall, cause I could see Brandon and Spikemon.
"Brandon, how do we get though?"
"I don't know. I'm just so glad to see…Mya."
"What?"
"Mya…look out."
"Brandon what are you talking about?" I asked turning around. "Oh my God Brandon behind you!"
Clownmon was behind him. But it wasn't the Clownmon I knew. It was like…MetalClownmon or something. He raised his sword over Brandon's head.
"BRANDON, NO!"
Down the sword came, right through Brandon's head. I heard the skull crunch as blood splattered across the glass wall.
"No-o-o-o," I cried.
Brandon
"Mya look out!"
It was too late. MetalClownmon had slashed her across the back. A puddle of blood grew at her feet. I pounded on the wall, tears streaming down my face.
"MYA! NO! I love you!"
She sank down in a pool of her own blood. MetalClownmon just looked at me and laughed.
"Hee-hee-hee-hee!"
I'd kill him. I'd kill him a lot. Then I heard banging on the wall. It was coming from Mya's side, but no one was there. I banged too. Soon the whole wall began to shake and after a few seconds…CRASH! The glass shattered, falling to the ground. And there stood…Mya. No MetalClownmon, no blood. Mya was alive but she had been crying.
"Brandon?"
"Mya?"
"But you're…MetalClownmon killed you."
"What are you talking about? I saw him kill you."
"It was another illusion," Buttramon figured out. "One of his cruel tricks."
"That clown has gone far enough," Spikemon said. "We have to take him out. Now."
Then MetalClownmon appeared.
"Well this has been a nice reunion, but if you are so convinced you can destroy me, be my guest."
"DigiMedallion energize!"
"Spikemon medallion digivolve to…Talonmon! Talons of love and sincerity!"
"Let's get him Buttramon."
Our digimon flew at MetalClownmon. Buttramon was kicking him while Talonmon raked him with his claws.
"Clown Bomb!"
Both digimon were blasted away.
"Talon Crusher!"
MetalClownmon wasn't affected.
"Suffocating Spore!"
He coughed a little, but nothing more. This wasn't going to be easy.
"Buttramon, kick it up a notch!"
"Buttramon digivolve to…MetalButtramon!"
"Let's fight metal to metal!" she challenged.
She dove at him and they duked it out clanking metal fists together. She connected her fist with his cheek and he bowled over.
"Wing Scythe!"
Amazing! His arm was chopped off!
"No more clowning around," he growled. "Sword Circus!"
MetalButtramon was bombarded by swords and changed back into Catermon. The same happened to Talonmon.
"That was too easy. I guess you won't be getting these," MetalClownmon laughed waving two medallions in the air.
"He has the medallions!" I exclaimed. "Let's get em."
I pulled out my sword and threw it at him knocking the medallions from his hand. Then Mya used her magic to fly them to us. Mine was yellow with so kind of spiked dinosaur on it. Mya's was green with a cactus on it.
"We're closing down this circus," Mya threatened.
"DigiMedallions energize!" we both yelled.
"Spikemon medallion digivolve to…Tankmon! Armor of reliability and knowledge!"
"Catermon medallion digivolve to…Quillmon! Quills of sincerity!"
Tankmon was like a big yellow tank complete with treads and his tail opened up into a huge cannon. His back and head was covered in armor with protruding spikes.
Quillmon was like a big beetle on two legs. Her hands were covered in punching gloves, and her body was covered in quills. Her back opened up into small wings also.
"Let's end this," Tankmon said rolling forward. "Tail Cannon!"
Large boulders shot from his tail crashing into MetalClownmon. His metal skin was cracking.
"Quill Quake!"
She hunched into a ball and spun into the air firing quills everywhere. But they all rerouted and stabbed into MetalClownmon's exposed skin.
"AHHH!"
And with one final scream, he was gone. For good this time. Our digimon returned to in-training.
"We did it!" Mya cheered.
We hugged each other tightly. I didn't say anything about her being cold. It seemed natural nowadays.
"What's that?" Podmon asked.
We looked to see a small piece of parchment float from the ceiling. The top part looked to be ripped. It landed in my hands.
"It's the rest of the prophecy! We can finally know what's going to happen to Faith!"
I read the first half of the prophecy out loud:
Then the new information:
What does this mean for Faith? How will the digidestined stop all of this from happening? Will they succeed? Or will both worlds come to an end?