UR: Sorry about the combined paragraphs in earlier chapters, but I
apparently indenting paragraphs in word gets deleted when you upload.
"Piedmon digivolve to...Reapermon!" SumaAngemon's gate blew apart, sending both swords deep into nearby rock. Reapermon appeared where the gate had been, and rushed toward SumaAngemon. (AN: this is the Reapermon of Digimon Rumble Arena, so if you haven't played that, he's black with a skull for a face, a bone claw at the end of his left arm, and a big golden scythe where his right arm should be.) "Hope and Light!" SumaAngemon fired energy beams from its hands, but Reapermon easily dissapated them with its claw and unleashed an attack of its own. "Grim Slasher!" Reapermon slashed forward at SumaAngemon repeatedly, continually pounding it into a nearby mountain with its scythe-arm. "I thought you said SumaAngemon was more powerful than all other digimon put together!" "SumaAngemon's extreme offensive ability relies solely on Faith and Destiny. Without them, it can't even dent Reapermon." Meanwhile, Rika was just inches away from the solution to SumaAngemon's problem. She had this nagging feeling that there was some way she could control the sword she was in. Finally it hit her. She had been able to control the sword all along, she just hadn't figured out how. She made hand motions as though she were grabbing the handle of a sword and pulling it out of a rock. No sooner had she done this than she could see the battle raging around her. "Takato" she said, hoping he could somehow hear her, "pretend like you're holding a sword, you can move yourself." A few seconds later, Destiny came flying out of its hole at great speed. "C'mon gogglehead," she said, "let's double our power and show this bonehead what happens when you mess with Tamers." "Sounds like a plan." Takato replied as the two swords connected at the hilt and flew towards Reapermon.
Meanwhile, a certain Tamer was having a bit of trouble comprehending the recent turn of events. "I thought she loved me." "Join the club." "The ancient Romans had a phrase for this kind of thing," Kiowata said to Ryo, "Que sera sera: what will be, will be." "What the hell does that mean?" "It means that there are some things that we mortals have no right to try to control, and that we must accept them if we are to survive. That vergence," he said, pointing to SumaAngemon, "is one of them and that sword is another. If you accept these things as beyond your influence, you will eventually know supreme happiness. If not, you will bring misfortune and sorrow upon those you care for." "And how do you know what it's like?" "I went to the far past, to try to defeat all digital evil before it was ever a threat. In attempting to do so, I upset the balance between good and evil, and as a result of my foolishness, my world has been consumed by eternal darkness. It would be a shame to see either of you bring the same fate upon your worlds." "Jeri, doesn't any of this bother you at all?" Her doggie puppet answered with, "Ruff! We may have control over our fate most of the time, but sometimes our destiny decides itself.'' Reapermon was about deliver the final blow when he felt an immense pain from all over, as though a thousand daggers were being jabbed into him. He looked all over for the attack that must have caused it, but he didn't see the source until it literally hit him in the face. So, he thought, those fools have discovered how to move their swords. He concentrated until he could sense where the combined sword was, even when it was behind him. He waited until they were about to attack, then spun around and slashed with his claw, cutting the sword into three pieces: 2 blades, and their connected handles. Now's my chance, he thought, once I destroy the source of SumaAngemon's power, those digidestined fools will be powerless to stop me from killing them and becoming king of the real and digital worlds. "Grim Slasher!" he shouted as he charged towards the nearest blade.
"Piedmon digivolve to...Reapermon!" SumaAngemon's gate blew apart, sending both swords deep into nearby rock. Reapermon appeared where the gate had been, and rushed toward SumaAngemon. (AN: this is the Reapermon of Digimon Rumble Arena, so if you haven't played that, he's black with a skull for a face, a bone claw at the end of his left arm, and a big golden scythe where his right arm should be.) "Hope and Light!" SumaAngemon fired energy beams from its hands, but Reapermon easily dissapated them with its claw and unleashed an attack of its own. "Grim Slasher!" Reapermon slashed forward at SumaAngemon repeatedly, continually pounding it into a nearby mountain with its scythe-arm. "I thought you said SumaAngemon was more powerful than all other digimon put together!" "SumaAngemon's extreme offensive ability relies solely on Faith and Destiny. Without them, it can't even dent Reapermon." Meanwhile, Rika was just inches away from the solution to SumaAngemon's problem. She had this nagging feeling that there was some way she could control the sword she was in. Finally it hit her. She had been able to control the sword all along, she just hadn't figured out how. She made hand motions as though she were grabbing the handle of a sword and pulling it out of a rock. No sooner had she done this than she could see the battle raging around her. "Takato" she said, hoping he could somehow hear her, "pretend like you're holding a sword, you can move yourself." A few seconds later, Destiny came flying out of its hole at great speed. "C'mon gogglehead," she said, "let's double our power and show this bonehead what happens when you mess with Tamers." "Sounds like a plan." Takato replied as the two swords connected at the hilt and flew towards Reapermon.
Meanwhile, a certain Tamer was having a bit of trouble comprehending the recent turn of events. "I thought she loved me." "Join the club." "The ancient Romans had a phrase for this kind of thing," Kiowata said to Ryo, "Que sera sera: what will be, will be." "What the hell does that mean?" "It means that there are some things that we mortals have no right to try to control, and that we must accept them if we are to survive. That vergence," he said, pointing to SumaAngemon, "is one of them and that sword is another. If you accept these things as beyond your influence, you will eventually know supreme happiness. If not, you will bring misfortune and sorrow upon those you care for." "And how do you know what it's like?" "I went to the far past, to try to defeat all digital evil before it was ever a threat. In attempting to do so, I upset the balance between good and evil, and as a result of my foolishness, my world has been consumed by eternal darkness. It would be a shame to see either of you bring the same fate upon your worlds." "Jeri, doesn't any of this bother you at all?" Her doggie puppet answered with, "Ruff! We may have control over our fate most of the time, but sometimes our destiny decides itself.'' Reapermon was about deliver the final blow when he felt an immense pain from all over, as though a thousand daggers were being jabbed into him. He looked all over for the attack that must have caused it, but he didn't see the source until it literally hit him in the face. So, he thought, those fools have discovered how to move their swords. He concentrated until he could sense where the combined sword was, even when it was behind him. He waited until they were about to attack, then spun around and slashed with his claw, cutting the sword into three pieces: 2 blades, and their connected handles. Now's my chance, he thought, once I destroy the source of SumaAngemon's power, those digidestined fools will be powerless to stop me from killing them and becoming king of the real and digital worlds. "Grim Slasher!" he shouted as he charged towards the nearest blade.
