Magedark- Konnichiwa! I have returned, and to appease the mob- *drops copy of Chapter 5- Battle onto ground* Err, before I get trampled, sayonara!

Disclaimer- You could make it up yourself, you know. We all know that I don't own Digimon. So I'm not going to write one. Just imagine that it's there.

1 A Change of Light

1.1 Hikari's POV

Where was I? Oh yes. As I was saying, I walked right onto a battlefield. The older kids' Digimon couldn't digivolve of course, since after all the Digimon Emperor, Ken Ichijouji was only standing a couple yards away from them. But the younger kids were trying rather valiantly to fight against a score of Dark Ring-controlled Digimon. Fools. All of them. But they wouldn't listen to me, Hikari the peacemaker. They'd probably call me Kari the heartbreaker.

Strange, Yamato's missing. Knowing him, he'd had a fight with onii-san and is probably cooling his heels somewhere in the Digital World. He could do that in the real world, but since Jun and assorted fan girls can't get to the Digital World, he'd rather be fighting off Digimon with Gabumon than screaming, shrieking fan girls.

I step forward, and suddenly everything just stops. The Digimon stop mid- attack, the place is silent, and even Daisuke shut that cavern he calls a mouth shut. Everyone just stops, turns, and stares at me. Nervously- who wouldn't? I've got several creatures just staring at me uncannily. The last time THAT happened was when I watched a horror movie that Taichi insisted on me watching when I was six. It had something to do with dolls. For the rest of the week, I kept imagining that all these dolls were staring at me, their glassy dead eyes uncannily staring at me. The others are standing so still I bet that I could knock them over like bowling pins.

Onii-san is the first to recover. He was goggling at me, but now he's almost snarling. He looks exactly like a dog I saw once. For some strange reason, it didn't like onii-san. Onii-san had to drop out of soccer that season. It bit him. I rather not say where it bit him. Taichi kept complaining, and so he had to drop out. In any case, the dog had rabies.

The dog had its lips curled back to show very dirty yellowing rotting teeth. Its breath was absolutely horrible. The mongrel needed an industrial strength breath mint or one thousand. Its fur was the color of dried up mud that can be found by a river a day or two after a rain shower. The fur was coming out in clumps. Its face was something only a dog lover or its mother could love, and even then, they must've been very sight impaired. Put that picture, rearrange it allowing for the fact that Taichi's a human, NOT a rabid dog, and that's what Taichi looks like now. Sans rabies. Hopefully.

But back to the story. Taichi the rabid Digidestined snarled, "Get her."

Eep. Must run.

That's when I must've snapped. I learned somewhere that in some animals, the flee instinct is very strong. In this case, I'd have agreed. In humans, it is especially strong. Especially when your former acquaintances are screaming at their Digimon to attack you and from previous experience have watched said Digimon attacks. It is not pretty to be deleted. I started running. Who knows where, who cares. I certainly didn't, as long as it took as far away from the Digidestined as possible.

I dislike running. Not abhorring it like Mimi, who will probably die because running will displace her hair- what color/texture is it now, I wonder? It's more like that there is after all 24 hours in one day. Why hasten it? Walking gives a person more time to appreciate life. Or to find reasons to appreciate it. Of course, there are some times where it is best to run. Now happens to be one of them.

So I run. Smack into someone. Namely, the Digimon Emperor. I fell to the ground. He looks somewhat shocked. Who wouldn't? Everyone liked me. Or, at least they did. I don't have time for him though. I get up and brush the dust off my clothing. "Get out of my way."

He looks puzzled. Now that was interesting. I don't think I've ever seen the Digimon Emperor speechless before. The others seem to be catching up. Must run. "I said, get out of my way. Or do you not understand Japanese?"

He didn't seem to be moving. Ah, hell. Must I do everything myself? I shoved him out of my way and started running again. If I had time to reflect on my actions, I would have been shocked at myself. But, as I've said, I wasn't totally sane at the time.

I had only run for a few feet when I got a terrible pain in my head, so bad that I sank to the ground. An image of that ocean appeared before my eyes. I began shuddering, clapping my hands to my temples. No! No! Leave me alone!

The others were staring at me oddly, except for the Digimon Emperor. He looked horrified by the scene that he saw. My hope grew. Did he know about it too? I looked down. The waves were lapping around my feet! I started screaming. "No! No! Damn you, leave me alone!"

Everyone was becoming hazy, and so I tried to focus on Takeru. Oh, but it was so hard! I choked out, "Damn you, TK, DON"T LEAVE ME ALONE!"

He started running toward. That's all that I could remember, because everything went black after that.

Magedark- Only one more chapter left after this. Yes, I lifted a quote from Anne McCaffrey's Dragonquest. It doesn't belong to me either. Ouchies. My eyes hurt. Need to finish a chapter for the other fic for review. My head's starting to hurt.

Sans- French. Remember, I'm taking French II here. It means 'without'.

Onii-san- 'Big brother'. More formal and shows more respect than 'onii- chan'.

Onii-chan- 'Big brother'. Shows affection for the person.

Konnichiwa- 'Good afternoon." Used as a daily greeting.

Sayonara- 'Goodbye'.

-chan- Attached to one's name (usually a girl) by older people or friends. Kind of like adding 'y' to a person's name. Like Jennifer to Jenny.

I smell cookies. Let's go see if they're edible. Bye!

Ne. Sara thought that this would turn out to be Kaikari. Truth is. It'll have to wait for the next chapter! *Laughs maniacally. *