AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm not trying to portray Renamon as abusive. It's just that Kiiroishi at that point really did need some sense smacked into him. Why was he freaking out? Well, imagine you've just found some huge family secret, four young men show up from nowhere, and then the place you're in is about to self-destruct. Yeah.
Oh, and words in between the little stars are psychic messages, and not actually spoken. It's like thought-speak, if you've ever read the Animorphs books. Kiiroishi and Rena can pull it off because they are both psychic digimon, in my fic world.
Self-Destruct. Self-Destruct. Self-Destruct.
The words kept going through Jenrya's head. He stared at the cause. A group of young men that were not really young men.
They were gods.
"The minutes and thirty-one seconds." the computerized voice announced.
Kiiroishi still sat sobbing. Reiko was violently shaking him, attempting to snap the hybrid back to reality.
So far, she was unsuccessful.
Yamaki and Renamon had abandoned their squabble, each to his own concern. Renamon to her child, and Yamaki to the gods glaring at him with, in some cases, utter disgust.
Renamon walked to the children, and promptly struck the boy with her paw. Reiko rose up, prepared to retaliate. But suddenly Jenrya restrained her.
"Reiko, he needed some sense slapped into him." The young man whispered.
Suddenly the sobs stopped. Kiiroishi rose to his feet and stared his mother in the face, almost as if asking her something. The yellow fox nodded in response.
Yamaki cried out in surprise as Zhuqiaomon seized his shirt and flung him across the room. All four men's faces showed their stern anger.
"Manipulative human filth." Zhuqiaomon spat.
All four prepared to strike.
Yamaki! I thought with sudden concern. They were going to kill Yamaki! Everything was going by too fast.
I couldn't take it all in.
Still, I couldn't let them kill Yamaki. But why?
After all he'd done, why did I want him to live?
Maybe because no else did. Because he had made me. There was some kind of loyalty intertwined with that.
"Two minutes and nine seconds."
Mom suddenly gasped, and I felt that same sensation that my data instinctively knew. I was being teleported.
*Why?* I suddenly demanded of Mom. I didn't say it...it was something else.
*If you and Jen die, what is left for me?* Mom asked. I was taken aback by the answer. But Renamon are psychic.
*Ruki! You could always go back to living with Ruki!* I told Mom.
*No, not any more. Keep safe. I'll try to save Yamaki for you. If I don't make it...tell Jen...*
Then as I began to fade away, I couldn't hear Mom's voice.
"Mom!" I panicked, but she was already gone. All of us stood outside the Hypnos building as people began flowing out of it.
Hirokazu, Shuchion, Ruki, Takato, Reiko, Guilmon, Terriermon, Dad and I watched silently.
I felt something wet on my cheek, and then Terriermon's furry paw trying to wipe away my tears, just like when I was a kid.
"One minute and forty seconds."
Oh, and words in between the little stars are psychic messages, and not actually spoken. It's like thought-speak, if you've ever read the Animorphs books. Kiiroishi and Rena can pull it off because they are both psychic digimon, in my fic world.
Self-Destruct. Self-Destruct. Self-Destruct.
The words kept going through Jenrya's head. He stared at the cause. A group of young men that were not really young men.
They were gods.
"The minutes and thirty-one seconds." the computerized voice announced.
Kiiroishi still sat sobbing. Reiko was violently shaking him, attempting to snap the hybrid back to reality.
So far, she was unsuccessful.
Yamaki and Renamon had abandoned their squabble, each to his own concern. Renamon to her child, and Yamaki to the gods glaring at him with, in some cases, utter disgust.
Renamon walked to the children, and promptly struck the boy with her paw. Reiko rose up, prepared to retaliate. But suddenly Jenrya restrained her.
"Reiko, he needed some sense slapped into him." The young man whispered.
Suddenly the sobs stopped. Kiiroishi rose to his feet and stared his mother in the face, almost as if asking her something. The yellow fox nodded in response.
Yamaki cried out in surprise as Zhuqiaomon seized his shirt and flung him across the room. All four men's faces showed their stern anger.
"Manipulative human filth." Zhuqiaomon spat.
All four prepared to strike.
Yamaki! I thought with sudden concern. They were going to kill Yamaki! Everything was going by too fast.
I couldn't take it all in.
Still, I couldn't let them kill Yamaki. But why?
After all he'd done, why did I want him to live?
Maybe because no else did. Because he had made me. There was some kind of loyalty intertwined with that.
"Two minutes and nine seconds."
Mom suddenly gasped, and I felt that same sensation that my data instinctively knew. I was being teleported.
*Why?* I suddenly demanded of Mom. I didn't say it...it was something else.
*If you and Jen die, what is left for me?* Mom asked. I was taken aback by the answer. But Renamon are psychic.
*Ruki! You could always go back to living with Ruki!* I told Mom.
*No, not any more. Keep safe. I'll try to save Yamaki for you. If I don't make it...tell Jen...*
Then as I began to fade away, I couldn't hear Mom's voice.
"Mom!" I panicked, but she was already gone. All of us stood outside the Hypnos building as people began flowing out of it.
Hirokazu, Shuchion, Ruki, Takato, Reiko, Guilmon, Terriermon, Dad and I watched silently.
I felt something wet on my cheek, and then Terriermon's furry paw trying to wipe away my tears, just like when I was a kid.
"One minute and forty seconds."