The Crest of The Heavens
By ArchangelUK

I do not own Digimon, however I do own the story name and chapter titles of a certain Kiwi authouress's fanfiction story, whose title may or may not rhyme with 'Leftiny Refinished'.

Isn't that right 'Rolfee' ?

TK: We all went off in groups to try and find Jarret and as usual I paired up with Kari - not that I'm complaining! We searched around for a while and had found nothing until something attacked us. When we looked up we found ourselves looking at dark versions of myself, Kari, Patamon and Gatomon, we tried to fight them, but it seems like someone else is controlling our movements. What on Earth is going on?

Chapter 7: The Takashi Manoeuvre

"On the day there is 13 a choice is made, a path is taken, and that path shall lead 13 to light and 1 to shadow."
- The Prophecy of The Thirteenth DigiDestined

The grey coloured Patamon glowered at his counterpart, then over at Kari who was right next to him more or less. He began to fill his lungs with air, more than the real Patamon would ever dare do without risking serious injury. The grey Patamon caught his orange mirror image's eye for a second and the digimon suddenly realised what was going to happen.

"Boom Bubble!"

He made to yell at Kari to move, get out of the way, for TK, Gatomon or indeed himself to do something - anything. They and he could do so little, for it was already too late. The pressure, the force, was far to great for a human to take and survive at that distance and as it hit Kari square in the chest Patamon could tell it was fatal. He could only gape in disbelief as his friend, his ally, his partner's love, flew backwards into the dirt. Dead before she fully hit the ground.

Nemisomon made his move, Jarret closed his eyes as Nemisomon closed what passed for his fingers around the piece and removed the white queen from the board. The keeper of the Crest of the Heavens could not watch as the image next to him slowly played out Kari's final moments, he heard her scream, TK's cry of anguish and pain, Gatomon's disbelief as her world came tumbling down around her. In the midst of it all poor Patamon unable to believe what he had seen, unable to comprehend it all in his innocence.

Foolish boy. The dark ultimate level digimon scolded, chuckling away at some joke or hidden meaning only he himself could find funny.

Foolish?

You will die. Nemisomon folded his arms and leaned back away from the table, Jarret did the same leaning back so that the chair he was sitting on had only the two back legs still on the 'floor'. The youth yawned infuriating the digimon with his apparent lack of empathy in what could and should be only described as a torturous emotional ordeal for him. Jarret, in response to this yawned a second time, pushing himself back forwards so he was once again sitting upright.

We all die in time, but I won't die just yet. You think by killing off Kari in this game of yours, this game of life, this... checked board of death that I will simply vanish?

But you will, do you not feel it?

Jarret did feel it, the pull of existence. Time was attempting to erase him, to unceremoniously dump him out of all memory... forever. Jarret could not oppose such a force at least directly, even a DigiDestined no matter from which era is still only human. A bit-part puppet in an inter-dimensional show, a fraying stitch in a vast unending tapestry - those cosmic laws could not be denied. But then he wasn't trying to, something else was struggling for him.

Of course I do, there's just one thing though.

And what would that be 'Jarry'?

You're so wrapped up in your own little battle of vengeance and power you don't read between the lines of where you are. You make the rules, you break the rules, but you never read the rules. This place you've created, this place where we are now is outside the normal timeline thus I will still exist until the end of the game.

But win or lose you will die.

Then why am I smiling Nemisomon? And Jarret took the dark queen with his remaining bishop, the white wooden effigy of Gatomon stood proudly and unopposed on the board. Jarret leaned down so he was eye-level with his pieces, there was a straight unchallenged line to the black TK.

Check, I believe...

Nemisomon growled in anger and got up from the chair, suddenly from out of the clouds came a solitary Andromon.

"Master?"

What?

"You are needed in your throne room, it's a matter of great delicacy." It said, not trying to sound too scared, or indeed too brave either. Nemisomon growled and disappeared, leaving a bemused Jarret alone with the board. He looked at the still-frame image and the even stiller form of Kari on the ground, he tore his eyes away from her and still tried to concentrate on TK. He needed to reassure him, no matter what the cost he could still even with this immobility do something impetuous. The boy was crying, trying to reach his friend, Gatomon had just attacked the shadow Kari, it was slower to change now that Nemisomon had left.

Gatomon stood wide eyed and shaking, her arm outstretched, paw buried in the thin air which the Kari replica had occupied merely a split second ago. She retracted the arm staring at the red smudge on her glove and claws, and tried to move back to her Kari but that force prevented her from doing so. Her gaze shifted to the crumpled form of the shadow Kari who began to dissolve into data, her dark counterpart did not seem phased by the death.

Patamon tried to reach the grief ridden cat, but as with his previous attempts at trying to reach TK he couldn't budge an inch. TK didn't know what to do, where he was or what was happening anymore and quite frankly he didn't care. All his thoughts were focused around Kari, she was gone and there was nothing that could be done about it - he had broken his promise.

TK...

"Who said that?"

"Who said what?" TK's double challenged.

TK, it's Jarret. Listen carefully, Nemisomon has taken me to some sort of parallel dimension, all that is going on with you is being controlled by us.

Jarret felt TK's sudden anger rush, and winced.

"This is your fault then! You got Kari killed! MURDERER!"

Gatomon looked at TK, getting more and more distressed she couldn't stand upright anymore.

TK PLEASE. She isn't dead yet, if she was I wouldn't be able to talk to you, now trust me I don't have much time. For Nemisomon's perverted enjoyment he has chosen that we play some kind of sick chess game, if I win you we live, If I lose we die, I have no choice in this. I cannot defeat him on my own, he knows this, but he cannot defeat me either. You have to trust me TK, I know what I'm doing, I know how to beat him.

What are you going to do?

Something you taught me. Jarret's voice said almost with a decernable hint of mischief in it.

"Something I?" But Jarret was gone, Nemisomon had returned.

Are you still smiling Jarret? Nemisomon pretended he wasn't concerned by the wide grin Jarret was wearing and faked his lack of interest well. He sat back down in his seat, muttering insults at the Andromon who had disturbed him. Of all the things to disturb him about, why did they have to pick this of all times for something so trivial... Nemisomon waved a hand in apology, looking up to see if anything a bigger smile on the future youth's dusty face.

Looks like it doesn't it. Nemisomon moved his remaining rook, Jarret instantly took it with his bishop, his fingers lingering for a minute on it's top so the digimon could realise what piece it was.

Gatomon strikes again eh?

Nemisomon responded by moving out his own bishop to try and get in a position whereby he could take the offending piece. Jarret simply avoided the move, the play suddenly turned into a ferocious game of cat and mouse. Ironic seeming both participants were of the feline persuasion, the image showed both Gatomons leaping around the screen the pace was only matched in fury by that of Nemisomon.

Your cat cannot hold out forever, you will make a mistake and it will be forever out of my sight.

Tut tut, jealousy, jealousy.

Jarret moved his knight, Nemisomon the bishop again, Jarret his bishop, Nemisomon's pawn, Jarret's pawn, Nemisomon's bishop... Jarret slammed something down onto the board with such force it shook the pieces, knocking down Nemisomon's bishop in the process. Jarret's hand still covered the piece...

The rapid movement had ceased, all six remaining figures gasped taking large amounts of oxygen. Everyone looked around trying to get a fix on where the rest where, it was all very disorientating for them. From behind the shadow versions of Gatomon and Patamon came an intense golden light.

Jarret lifted his hand, there underneath it was a Patamon pawn, not so significant a move until you realised that this pawn was sat on the eighth and final row. The row nearest to Nemisomon.

You see, I always knew how I would beat you in this game of yours Nemisomon. You are so headstrong, so brazenly caught up in your own little quest for vengeance over Gatomon that I was able to sneak this pawn in underneath your very nose.

Jarret reached over and plucked a piece from the small oak box at the side of the board, replacing, upgrading the pawn to a most different piece altogether.

The golden light was coming from Patamon, he slowly changed shape and the light changed colour from the rich yellow to a bright pink. Patamon reappeared by TK's side and watched on as the light receded leaving in his place a brown haired, ruby red eyed girl just coming into her teens.

"Impossible." Both TK's said in unison, and looked over at the space where Kari's body had been. It wasn't there anymore, Kari stood level with the Dark TK and looked over at him when their eyes connected she began to glow again. Jarret looked down at his chessmen as did the confused Nemisomon; Kari, TK and Jarret as one said the same word which reverberated through the valley and through the dimension Jarret was imprisoned in.

"Checkmate."

Kari began to glow again, and as the pink radiance expanded it touched the dark versions of TK, Gatomon and Patamon and they began to disappear. Erased by the brightness and wholesomeness of the light, when it again disappeared only TK, Kari and the their partners remained in the clearing.

Continuing very very soon... Lots and lots of R&R please!

ArchangelUK 0:-)

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P.S I know full well Wolfie gave me lots of credit on her story and I'm not complaining... just teasing a little. 0;-)