Disclaimer: I should hope by now that you knew I didn't own any of these Digimon characters but if you didn't, here's a newsflash, Kayla doesn't own characters of Digimon, Bandai, Toei Animation and other companies I have no idea existed does. Alright, enjoy…
The Final Battle – Chapter 10All the Digimon looked up in surprise. Didn't the Angels destroy the evil? What was going on? They started to whisper among themselves.
"What's going on?"
"If the Angels couldn't defeat the evil, who can?"
"When will this end?"
A loud clap of thunder silenced the chattering Digimon. They looked around for an indication of who or what was behind this.
A soft ringing caught their attention. The bell Satashi had used began to rise up off the ground and swing back and forth. The clouds parted in two directions allowing a dark carriage pulled by black steeds passage to the ground. The horses landed gracefully and tossed their heads. They stared at the people menacingly, as if daring them to do something. A stout man came from nowhere and opened the door of the carriage. A large man walked out, his face hidden by shadows. The Digimon began to murmur among them.
"Where are the Guardian Angels?" The man said in a cold voice, silencing the Digimon. He stepped forward and they all gasped.
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Who was that? Does he sound scary enough? I didn't think so. Oh well, who really cares?
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These fools. They have no idea what's going on. I'll show them. They can't get away from me this easily. They can't get rid of me. They will pay for what they have done to me. She will pay for the pain her father put me through. I will have my revenge.
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Doesn't that sound familiar to you? Has Satashi come back? Are you totally confused yet? Should I shut up and let you read the rest of the chapter? lol, well, nothing's stopping you.
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"Un…Uncle Nakiro?" My own uncle was behind all this? But I thought he was dead…
"Ahhh…Nasuki, I haven't seen you in awhile, how have you been?" Nakiro smiled uninvitingly.
"I…I thought you were dead…"
"Your father thought that, didn't he? They left me, took my son, and abandoned me. He said to let me rest in peace. Ha! I was still alive. Nurturing the rage I felt inside, I developed my powers. And today, I will take away the existence of you, as your father had destroyed mine."
Nakiro clapped his hands and the stout man that had opened the carriage door, came scurrying towards him, in his hand, a dark trident. Nakiro grabbed it and the stout man disappeared. He raised the trident and a loud thundering sounded. As the rumbling stopped, rain started to fall. And then one by one, the crowds of Digimon began to disappear.
"What are you doing to them?" He better not hurt them or I'll…
"Somewhere safe. They would have been in the way if they stayed here. Now, my dear niece, as much as I enjoyed meeting you again, I'm afraid this will be the last time." Nakiro pointed his trident at Suki and dark ropes came out of it, binding her. Suki struggled against her constraints, trying unsuccessfully to untie herself. The ropes began to lift her up into the sky.
"Sword of Hope,
Change your form,
Into a bow,
To use through the storm."
As Takeru said these words, his sword started to glow and it transformed slowly but surely, into a bow. Pulling an energy arrow out of the sky (A.N: How does Yue do it again?), he set his bow and aimed. The arrow shot straight and true, cutting through the ropes that held Suki. She started to fall, but her wings spread out in time for her to land softly on the ground.
Nakiro turned his attacks to Takeru, wanting to punish him for interrupting the destruction of Suki. He glared at Takeru and his energy started to build up. Takeru noticed this and saved his energy for a shield. But he never had a chance to use it.
*This is the part where Veemon and Wormmon digivolves and so forth until they become Imperialdramon: Fighter Mode. We don't need all the other details. *
Imperialdramon tried to attack Nakiro but after several attempts, it was obvious that Imperialdramon wasn't strong enough to ward off Nakiro's attacks and try to damage Nakiro.
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O.k., I realize the plot hole here. I know I said all the Digimon disappeared. And that would mean Veemon and Wormmon would have disappeared too and yes, I forgot Imperialdramon's attacks so he doesn't say anything, hehe. Well, see, I KNOW my plot holes, yet I'm not going to fix them ^^;; Just remember the darn prophecy, and you'll understand. Now for a brief intermission, why? I'm running out of ideas and I have a couple more pages to write. I need to fill up the space and I just realized I don't want to drag out the whole battle scene…sooo…. there's an intermission.
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Taichi: How come we don't get any starring roles in this fic?
Yamato: That's what I wanted to know.
Taichi: And I really object with that whole kissing scene Hikari was in.
Hikari: Yeah, why did I have to kiss Daisuke of all people?
Kayla: This reminds me of the last time I had you guys together…listen. This is just a fic. I don't care what it is you do in your own lives but when I write about it. It's for entertainment. If you want you own perfect fic, write your own.
Hikari: But I had to kiss Daisuke!
Daisuke: What's wrong with kissing me?
*Silence*
Miyako: What reason do you want? Take your pick from numbers 1 to 153.
Kayla: You might be exaggerating a bit there, Miyako.
Miyako: Well, it's not my problem that some people would actually wanna…ki…ki…ummm…you know with him.
Kayla: Hey, there are all sorts of people out there.
Koushiro: Such as yourself?
Kayla: Hey, I resent that. Just because I happen to like Anime guys younger than me, doesn't make me a weirdo. I mean, it's not my fault that some of the most attractive anime guys aren't even in their teens yet.
Koushiro: Right….
Kayla: Well, enough of this stupid argument. Who wants to get back to the battle?
*The room is suddenly empty. *
Kayla: *mutters* I need a break from all this.
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Well, that was short. Anyway, I suppose it's time to move back to the battle. I feel lazy. And for some reason, I feel like ending my story this way: Somehow Nakiro dies and the Digimon comes back and everyone lived happily ever after. The end. But of course this is really boring, monologue, colorless, unsatisfying and any other words you can think of that means, boring, stupid and just plain unacceptable. And you can tell by now that I'm still just trying to fill in space, huh? Anyway, since I pride myself in being creative, we're gonna have to make a more interesting ending won't we?
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As Imperialdramon fought Nakiro, it gave Takeru time to assure himself that Suki was all right. He ran to Suki's side but before he got there, he knew Suki was fine. She watched the battle with concerned eyes, knowing sooner or later, their fight would end and the victor will not be Imperialdramon.
She couldn't stand here and just watch anymore. She knew they were just protecting her. But this was her war and she would fight it for herself.
"Stop!"
The attacks seized and everyone turned to look at her. But there was only one person Suki was staring down. Nakiro.
"That's enough. I will not allow you to hurt my friends any longer."
Nakiro flashed an evil smile, "As you wish, Princess." He slammed into Imperialdramon, causing him to lose energy. Imperialdramon de-digivolved. Suki distracted by this, never saw it coming. A beam of pitch-black energy hit Suki, going straight through her body.
The beam of energy came from Nakiro, shooting from the palm of his hand. He lifted his hand and it, in turn, lifted Suki off the ground. Suki…was just…there, not responding…she seemed to have…died…
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Well, normally, I would have just left it here since this is a cliffhanger but sadly, I haven't reached my page quota for this chapter yet. On the bright side, you get to know what's going to happen next.
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"She can't be gone. I've only just found her. She…just can't…" Takeru was having trouble accepting what his eyes were seeing. His mind told him she was gone but his heart just couldn't accept it. But the evidence was right there in front of him. He couldn't deny it. Nakiro had succeeded. But he won't win this easily. Suki had just given her life in protecting this world, and he would to. For himself, for Suki, for the good of all worlds. This was, he realized, the final battle.
Drawing his sword, Takeru ran forward a few steps and jumped up, spreading his wings. (A.N. Ohh, avenging angel, nice…see, if he had much longer hair, it would have a more dramatic effect, wouldn't it?) He flew high up into the sky and stopped, hovering miles above Nakiro and Suki. Taking a deep breath, Takeru sped down, each mile flying past him as he nose-dived towards the ground. Bringing his sword over (A.N: Or is it under now, considering the fact that he's upside down…) his head, the edge of his sword slammed into the thin beam of black. With a loud crash, cracks spread from the area where the sword had hit, until finally, the beam splintered and shattered into little bits of data.
Without the support of the beam, Suki began to fall from the sky. Acting quickly, Takeru flew as fast as his wings could go to catch her before she reached the ground. Catching her in his arms, he slowly flew back down.
Takeru set Suki gently on the grass, hoping against hope that she was all right. He held one of her hands; she was cold as ice. Her warmth leaving her body. But to his relief, a pulse, faint as it was, could be found. Suki stirred in her unconscious slumber. Her eyes fluttered open and her clear blue gaze met another. There was determination in her eyes.
Takeru's eyes widened. "Suki, no, you can't. You're too weak. You won't be able to survive the transformation."
Suki's voice was soft and a bit breathless from lost energy but she spoke firmly, "Takeru, I must. It's something I have to do. We can't be selfish and think about ourselves. Only we have the power to save everything. Everyone's future depends on us. Just trust me, Takeru. It will all work out in the end."
Takeru stared into her eyes for a minute, and slowly, he nodded, agreeing to her plan.
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Yay! Suki didn't die! Not like I would have let her anyway. So, what's Suki's plan? What kind of transformation was Takeru talking about? *shrugz* Find out for yourself. Oh, btw, please note that Suki no longer holds the crest of fate. As far as I'm concerned, it doesn't exist anymore, 'k? Her crest is Faith. You, Hope, Faith…same thing…get it?
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Nakiro was in a state of shock. His dark beam was unbreakable. But somehow, this…child had broken through it and shattered it like glass. How was this possible? Instead of dwelling on these thoughts, Nakiro really should have been paying attention to the scene below him.
Suki struggled to get up, leaning on Takeru for support. They stood facing each other, their hands held between them. They were in the shape of a circle; never-ending. They gaze turned heavenwards and even before their first word was spoken, a glimmer of light began to shine through the dark clouds.
"Hope and Faith,
The same in a sense,
Yet not quite alike.
But whatever the difference,
It is still said,
That Faith and Hope,
Creates our destiny.
Destiny in turn,
Determines our Fate."
The glimmer of light had grown into a large beam, shining down on the Angels. The symbol of the Crest of Faith appeared over her heart. It glowed bright in a mixture of blue and purple. The symbol left her and floated in between the couple. The symbol of Hope came from Takeru and met Faith. The symbols entwined and twisted together and Fate was made. This symbol was not just a crest but a talisman. The Talisman of Fate.
It floated towards Suki and she held out her hands. The talisman began to change and turned into a simple round mirror with handles. Hanging from each handle was a tassel. One was made of blue and purple thread and the second, was threads of green and yellow.
Suki grabbed the handles and directed it to Nakiro.
"Talisman of Fate,
Mirror, show you light,
Before it's too late,
Shine ever so bright."
A light consisting of the colours on the tassels shot from the mirror and at Nakiro. It pierced Nakiro's heart and through him, the light spreading and spreading. Suki was struggling to hold onto the mirror until she felt the warmth of Takeru's hands against hers. Takeru was giving strength and energy to the magical item, making the light brighter and spread more quickly until it surrounded Nakiro.
Too exhausted to stay standing, the pair collapsed onto the grass. The mirror lay between them, light still coming from its reflective surface. But slowly the light faded and a dark figure, whom the spectators guessed was Nakiro, fell and landed with a thump on the ground.
The battle was over; they were all saved…or were they? The skies were still layered with dark clouds, the Digimon were still missing and their only hope, the Guardian Angels were laying very still in the middle of the battlefield. When an evil laughter sounded, they knew with sinking hearts that the fight was not over. It was just the beginning. The end was yet to come. But how will they make it now? Their protectors were lying motionless in front of them. What will become of them now?
Awww…. the ending is so sad sounding! Well, I'm going to practice my announcer-person-at-the-end-of-an-episode voice now. *ahem* Have the Angels really died? Who was laughing? What will become of them now? Find out on the next chapter of…New Found Hope. lol, see? I'm so good at that. Now, see that lil bitty button down there? Please click on it and leave lil old me a review. Onegai! Please! Thank you very much!
Ja ne!
Kayla
Becoming a better writer, one day at a time.
