Chapter Three
A Glimpse of Darkness
I lunged forward. One white tentacle swayed forward while the other crushed the now miniscule hill I stood on. My hands swept forward and I watched as a large group of Ogremon disappeared. I took another step and sucked in the warm air of the desert. Huts toppled over as I prepared for my final attack. The blue, cloudless sky slowly began to rip in half. A long, black crack fell from the sky to the Earth. I stopped my onslaught and watched as the crack opened up like a zipper, parting the sky.
"APOCALYPMON!!," the Ogremon began to grunt visiocly. They knelt before the void as two large, yellow eyes pierced through the darkness.
The man behind the mask. Apocalypmon had controlled Dark Angemon into killing my friend. A large gust of wind picked up, sucking the remaining Ogremon into the pitch blackness of the void. I slumped forward, maintaining my ground. The sinister laugh of Apocalypmon slowly began as I took steps back from the swirling vortex. I couldn't have let the strife of the Tsukidairumon go in vein.
A large green and orange ball fell from the void like a comet. I glanced at the two golden horns that rested upon its shoulders. I remebered what it looked like because I had seen pictures of it. Gekomon obessessed over it a lot.
"T...Tonosama Gekomon?"
Apocalypmon had reached down in my soul to retrieve the one person I wouldn't fight against. The earth shook violently as he landed. The void closed up and I glared forward.
"Wizardmon... how could you let me die. Why didn't you help me?" A smirk crossed Tonosama Gekomon's face as he held his hands in the air. A small grunt came from his gut as two balls of energy sped toward me.
I couldn't move. Several tears fell from my face as I absorbed the impact. "I didn't let you die... I didn't. You were killed by someone else."
I watched as he ran forward and rammed himself into my chest. I toppled over a few huts and fell to the ground. As I got up, I collided with several more energy balls. I had lost my will to fight. The real Gekomon wouldn't do this to me. No matter how tormented his soul had become, he wouldn't attack his best friend. I slowly stood up and gasped for a large amount of hot air. I prepared for my ultimate attack.
"Darkness Water!!" Blue flames fell from my lips and engulfed the town. In a blue blaze, I glanced over at Tonosama Gekomon.
"My friend wouldn't attack me. I realized you are just my imagination. You are nothing more than my imagination."
Tonosama Gekomon's smirk faded as he screeched painfully. Dark dust broke away from his body as he reverted back to Gekomon. A smile spread across his face as he slowly disappeared.
"Thank You... My Friend. I thank you for taking me away from my hell. Looks like I finally became a Tonosama Gekomon."
I reverted back to Wizardmon and stepped forward. "You're welcome, but please... don't go."
He took a step forward and smiled again. "I won't leave you. Whenever the wind blows, whenever the earth shakes, I will be---"
A dark figure appeared on the horizon. He held out his hand as a pink flash of light swept over the area. Gekomon disappeared into the blue sky. Time seemed to play tricks on me at that point. The figure walked toward me. I blacked out, then stared up again. The figure peered down at me. I never saw his face, but I knew his name. He had killed Gekomon twice now.
"Insolent fools. If you need the job done... do it yourself."
I gasped for breath and watched as my wand slowly disappeared into dust. I could only speak the utter words of hatred. The person controlled by a demon to destroy worlds. The person who didn't care if he had destroyed lives... if he had killed friends and families. Dark Angemon.