Safe on the Battlefield
Disclaimer::
Digimon-Toei. This Fanfic-Mine. Everyone happy? ::lawyers grumble and scatter to other fics:: Alright then. ::smug look::
Description::
Two close friends meet for the second time-too bad they don't remember the first! They were a cute couple-unfortunate that they hate each other. They clash too many times for their liking, but resent blossoms into love. When the prospect of the wars threaten their newly found relationship, will fate- and the only living members of their family-tear them away again? **AU fic, Takari**
Notes::
Well, this was a fic to hold off Change of Heart for a few more days… ugh, now I understand the full wrath of Writer's Block.
To Understand the AU Fic::
I changed the plotline a little…okay, a lot.
Well, the timelines of the Digital and Real Worlds were synchronized before the digidestined of 01, so when they came back, the worlds were in chaos because of the digimon that had taken over. They did not find the crests, but the digimon can digivolve into mega… just a note for Hikari's dream.
The digidestined wiped out Devimon, returned to their world with the digimon, and caused peace-but it was a bit too late-their families were dead, killed by evil ones. They formed the gangs in order to survive without adults, rules, and money.
Taichi, Hikari, Sora, and Jyou are all in Tai's gang, and Yamato, Takeru, Mimi, and Izzy were in Yamato's gang. These two gangs were ultimate rivals, and many rules were silently set up between the two, ordering an advance and battles to the end, that is, until someone stops them, or memories do.
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Chapter 1::
Destruction
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Hikari looked around for her elder brother.
"Tai! TAI!" she screamed out. If anyone else in her oniichan's gang had tried to call him that except for the whole gang-well, he would be dead.
She searched desperately, because she knew every fight might bring her only living relative into the cold clutches of death. It had become a necessity to find Taichi, even if the battle was not yet won-or lost.
A dagger flew at her, and she screamed, shutting her eyes. The blow would come, she would never find Taichi at all, he would be so disappointed in her…
"Lightning Paw!" Kari cringed, and she felt a soft nudging at her shoulder. Expecting a hooded Grim Reaper, she looked down to find her faithful digimon, Gatomon. The striped white cat with now staticky gloves gazed back up at the girl with slanted blue eyes, gazing behind Kari and to her sides.
"Kari, you have to stay out of the way!" her digimon snarled at someone coming with another crudely made dagger. Suddenly, the cat digivolved into an angel-a beacon of feminine hope of Taichi's crew. Kari felt herself being swept up into feathers and a pair of warm arms that reminded her of the Yagami's dead parents… of the nice, cozy nights spent around a fire, not a care until…
"Heaven's Charm!" Angewomon cleared off humans on their path, only enough for stinging wounds-Angewomon still had a conscience, even when protecting the human she was destined to live for.
"TAI!" Kari shrieked, finally collapsing onto the ground, crying. She didn't know where her brother was, where-she held back more sniffles and coughs. The tears made her hot and stifled in her gang's dark red ensemble.
Angewomon knelt by Kari gently. A helmet joined clothed feet on the ground, and Kari failed to meet the same blue eyes she had seen before. The two ignored the war cries and the stench of death that seemingly came from all sides, smothering the tiny burning light inside of the young, internally scarred girl.
"I know he's fine." The beautiful digimon reassured. Another Gatomon like hiss escaped the angel, and the digimon flew with Hikari in her eyes, above the battle.
"That was not the place to discuss this." Angewomon explained to Kari, nudging at an enraged gang member below. The trademark dagger of the gang Tai was fighting held in his grubby hand, was still outstretched. Kari had an empty look in her eyes, melancholy and desperate.
"How?" she said. Angewomon gave her a puzzled gaze, right into the link between them. Kari looked up from her silent reverie.
"How-how do you know that's he's all right?" Kari scanned below them, her throat seemed to swell up. She ran a dry hand over auburn eyes.
"I'm an angel, Kari. You should trust me." Kari choked back another sob, quieting down. The wind started brushing through her hair as she recognized a bloodier part of the field, where all the danger was, where they were needed.
"Oh, no-" a choke.
"What? Did you spot Taichi?" Angewomon said in alarm.
"No, no, but… Seko's down." Seko was practically one of her best friends from B.G., Before Gangs. He had lived across the street to the right. She had known he would go down soon, he was getting very sacrificial, or suicidal, now-his life was not important, as long as he saved another. Kari would miss him terribly.
The stench of death was stronger here. Kari looked down, Angewomon scanning for the elder brother as well.
"There's Sora! You need to help her, please! She's like-" Kari sniffled forcibly, "-like family." True enough, the chestnut haired girl was fighting off a band. Unfortunately, they weren't aware-or ill advised-of the angel in ranks with Tai's group.
Kari felt the dim light inside of her burst into flame once again. Her brother was strong, saving a person in their crew would make him proud.
"Go Angewomon! Show them that messing with Sora, or anybody in oniichan's group, is punishable!" Kari commanded. She smirked internally at a comment that popped up into her head.
*There's a bit of Taichi in all of us.*
Sora ran over to Kari. The older girl wore blue jeans dyed red, coming up with a pretty nasty looking purplish, a long sleeved ruby shirt her late mother had given her underneath a crimson, blood stained tank, and her digimon, Biyomon, wore a long red scarf that wrapped around the chain on her ankle.
Tai had a red scarf-a sort of scarf. It attached to his goggles.
Kari gulped down more threatening sobs. She was a big girl, her brother was leader of one of the two infamous gangs of Japan… if he was alive. Every day was a new battle, a new fight, and more sacrifices. She had to not be a baby-for him.
"Kari, are you okay?" Sora sounded more like the caring, wonderful girl that she was outside of the battlefield.
"Yeah. Where's Tai?" Kari sounded casual, like small talk. How she was feeling didn't matter, the older girl couldn't be weighed down by her pitiful problems. The gang flowed as one, no single person could bring them down when they were sick, the person was just left-
Of course, not if it was Sora, Tai, Jyou, or Kari. Never Kari. The gangs had a sort of understanding with Tai's group--if they attacked when they saw a large orange monster awaiting any interruption, the gang would get no mercy by the beast, or a very anxious angel.
"Oh, I-well, I haven't seen him in a while." Sora was noticeably uncomfortable. The wise Kari seemed undaunted, but she knew the girl too well to think that the digidestine didn't care about her missing brother.
"I'm sure he's fine." Sora added quickly. Kari almost screamed out after counting how many times her digimon, and now Sora, had said that to her that day.
"Oh." Kari said, still looking way too casual. She kept swallowing salty tears, trying not to cry again. A large yawn escaped her. Sora immediately went to work.
"Come, you need to rest." Sora gently said to Kari. Expecting a struggle, the girl was disappointed by no reaction. Maybe the younger sib of the gang leader had lost hope.
"Okay."
"Biyomon," Sora called out. The fighting bird ended a human with a
"Spiral Twister!" and then digivolved.
"Biyomon digivolve to… BIRDRAMON!" as the huge crimson bird appeared, the other gang started to scatter. Unusually, the other gangs had figured this gentle but fierce looking bird giant was a symbol of mass death.
"Come on, Kari." The little harness was strapped onto the backside of Birdramon, and Kari lay down in it. The two close girls started to fly towards the base.
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"Hey, you okay now? All rested up?" Sora asked Kari.
"Yeah. Is Tai back yet?" sometimes the leader was gone for more than weeks at a time, for constant fights-somehow all the other smaller gangs had- excuse the pun-ganged up on the two major, larger and more powerful gangs of Ishida and Yagami. They would win one fight, then another would immediately take place…that was just the case sometimes.
"I'm sorry, Kari…" Sora hated to say no, unlike Kari's brutally honest digimon, who was nowhere to be found. Gatomon popped up when needed.
"I need to go find him, then." Kari almost jumped up, her skin tingling at the cold air. Her toes reached the ground, and she felt sticky, foul tasting liquid medicine in her mouth. "I'm not sick, you know." She added.
"Kari, stay here. If he comes back to find you, and you're gone… that won't help anyone." Sora pleaded.
"Then I'll have to get Seko's body. He deserves a proper funeral, don't you agree? Taichi will. When he gets back, of course." The worst thing anyone could say to Kari at the moment was 'He ISN'T coming back.' That would just break her soul, and Sora knew it.
"His body will wait. You need to heal, Kari, and that takes time, and REST." Sora ushered her back into the fluffy, but oh so warm bed.
"His body will NOT wait, and Sora, I'm just like Tai when you get like this." Kari's voice took on an annoyed, Yagami-like edge. Otherwise known as bossy and bitchy. That particular feature made both Yagami Taichi and Ishida Yamato one of the great gang leaders. Unfortunately, both Yagami Hikari and Ishida Takeru had developed the gene.
"Gatomon! I need HELP here." Sora looked up at the sky with a look of defeat. Kari gazed at the door slowly, not purely understanding what was about to happen. Suddenly, an annoyed feline with milk on her whiskers banged into the room. Sora leapt into the air.
"Geez, no need to slam doors. There *are* other patients in here." The 'nurse' in the gang said tartly.
"Well, I *was* drinking my *MILK!*" Gatomon protested. Kari was silently slipping her coat on, getting ready to go.
"Well, your digidestine-" silence enveloped the air. It had been a while since they had thought of the digital world, and when they had defeated Devimon… and came back to find their lives all slaughtered mercilessly-the start of all the fights and wars.
Kari stopped, tears started to fall once again, remembering the rotted bodies all littered, and a corpse of a cat, strangled and bulged… Miko.
"Gatomon, we all need rest." Gatomon nodded, realizing the humans' cheerless and depressing feelings.
"Cat's Eye Hypnotism!" soft pink rays emitted from slit blue eyes, and Kari fell into Sora's outstretched arms, and then, in a second, the girl was sound asleep on the bed.
~~
* "Tai… Tai…" *
Hikari was running through pitch black, straight into Devimon's arms. She was screaming, Gatomon was strangled and the pre angel's face was distorted into her cat Miko's.
Kari had no protector, nothing to help her…
Until a strange device came to her, called out, and she grabbed it. It shone, and Hikari felt like she was watching a strange movie. There was Tai, and he was glowing orange.
"Courage," he muttered. The image blurred as the orange light overbeared into a soft, mellow red. A girl with a helmet-Sora.
"Love," another longer red glow. Now, it was Izzy… how long it had been since Kari had seen him. She reached out, but an invisible barrier made it seem like she was in a different world.
"Knowledge." His voice was steady and intellectual-just like Izzy. A purple glow then developed into a green, surrounding a girl clad in pink… Mimi…
"Sincerity," green transformed into silver. A tall, navy haired boy, Jyou. She had seen him just yesterday-or was it yesterday?
"Reliability." The silver turned a deep, bright gold. There was another boy, someone she had almost forgotten… Ishida Takeru. He muttered one important word.
"Hope." Then… it turned pinkish, and there she was. She was pale, but… there she was. What would she say? Would it be important, like the Truth, or-or Faith? Faith, however, was like Hope… and Truth only a conviction of Faith.
"Light." She ended up saying. Kari couldn't have been happier, she loved the light…the warmth of goodness. Her body in the movie burst with pink, overflowed.
Light scattered, enterwining with a soft shade of blue, so calming. There was an attractive boy, so foreign yet so familiar to her. Ishida Yamato, her brother's enemy, yet a best friend.
He looked like an angel. Hikari shivered, leaning against the invisible glass.
"Friendship." With that one word uttered, columns of light burst into the air, a bright blue glow surrounding and unifying all of them, orange surrounded by red, red surrounded by purple, then green, silver, gold, pink… the blue flew up and banged into a great sky, the barrier, and it shattered, pieces falling in and they were transported to defeat an evil serpent, puppet, machine, and a dark clown…something had happened to make them all forget this dark time…
The glass disappeared, causing Hikari to fall into great inky blank, just blackness and dark…
…screams…
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Kari awoke, sweat covering her, making bangs droop into her eyes. She didn't notice, not then, that she was glowing pink, eerily.
She shook it off, the sweat flying off her like a dog's mane. The light slowly faded, and Kari suddenly remembered Taichi.
Her brother, her faith, her…
Her Courage. The dream rushed back to her, but in scattered pieces, it was hard to remember. But she knew, she was the Light, the brightness in the dark, and that other child…
Ishida Takeru.
The one of Friendship. She smiled, thinking of him.
Dark clown. She remembered the four dark ones that they had to defeat, but she knew they, together, would do it. If everyone survived the wars-she needed to ally them, so they could call upon the power of their-what were those beams of light?
A word scrambled back from memory.
1 Monshou…
Crest?
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"Hikari? *Hikari?*" the young girl woke up to the gentle proddings of Sora.
"Oh." Hikari rubbed her eyes, stinging from the morning dew.
"It's sunny." The girl always noticed things like that now-something as trivial to others was an important part of Kari's day… just as much as her older brother. Dust was twinkling like stars in the room, making Hikari sneeze.
"Are you sick again? Let me check your forehead-" Sora started on her case.
"NO. And I WASN'T sick." she was getting on a little forcefully. "Sorry." She said softly.
"I'm worried." She said, the quietness of her tone making the cat at her side sick with anxiety.
"I bet on all nine lives that Taichi is fine! Chill out, enjoy the day, don't worry." Gatomon said cheerfully, raising a paw in a peace sign. Hikari craned her head, glancing at Sora. The red eyed girl nodded her agreement, encouraging the girl to live the morning.
"Okay." Hikari had given up hope.
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Hikari walked along a winding path, staring at the blooming flowers in the way. Bright buds of roses and yellow daffodils opened their petals to the sun, and morning glories bowed their heads to the human of light, walking the way.
She was getting paranoid, shaking. She wasn't at all serene or secure, nothing of the sort…
She didn't want to live, or enjoy herself, not until her brother was there.
Nothing mattered. She just needed to find Taichi, to make her feel safe and at home again. She needed her family.
"Hikari! Hikari!" the girl turned to see Gatomon, running and leaping agilely along the path, narrowly missing a slippery frog.
"Hi, Gato." The female cat gaped at her human, trying to twist around the blocks and walls in her eyes. Suddenly the world was trapped out of her soul, including her companion and protector.
"Hikari…" Gatomon approached cautiously. An angry digidestined, that didn't know the extent their powers reached to-well, that wasn't a path a cat with only three lives left should embark on.
"Yes?" even her voice was shielded. The digimon feared that Hikari may get too comfortable like that-another Yamato of the digital world.
"Well… Hikari, Taichi is fine. I promise you. With all my lives, my heart, and my own soul-I swear to you on-on Wizardmon's grave!" Gatomon hadn't meant for the words to slip out, but now, they were indeed in the open. Hikari seemed a little less troubled-that is, carefully phrased…
One barricade down, about twenty more to go.
Obviously her digidestined was feeling insecure without that anchor of a big brother there… Gatomon hissed. She just needed to find him, then.
~~
"Where's Gato, Sora? I've been trying to find her all day." The dullness but heartbreaking desperation in Kari's voice made Sora buckle onto her knees internally.
"She's probably hunting micemon somewhere." Sora made an 'oops' gesture, and Kari half heartedly giggled.
"What happened to you?" Sora accidentally said aloud.
"I just got abandoned by my brother and digimon, that's all." Kari said soulessly, and wandered back to the path.
No human noticed the tiny droplets of water sliding down her pale face.
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Gatomon hated water. She hated tears, which pretty much had water and salt- ugh. Especially when those tears were from Hikari.
Taichi… Gatomon clenched her paw as much as she could without breaking a necessary bone. He had made Hikari cry, he had made Gatomon herself need to protect her a lot more than she used to.
//Where are you, Taichi?// the feline sighed, staring up at the night sky's full moon. She felt an insane urge to howl, and practically scratched her ear off to kill that awful itch.
~~
Hikari finally wandered into the forests, searching for Gatomon. Everything seemed so barren and isolated-so secure and safe. She heard rustling, but immediately dismissed it as a trick her paranoid mind was playing.
"Who are you?" the steady tone of her voice made Hikari calm slightly.
"Oh, I'm nobody. And are you a nobody too?" she recited. She wasn't sure how, exactly, that it went, but that's okay. Women's anonymity, vice versa, feelings of desperation and desolation. Wonderfully nice things like that.
Ahh, life was sweet.
And Hikari was feeling incredibly demented and sarcastic.
"I'm desperately alone here." She stated softly.
"Not as much as you think." Hikari whirled around, and saw a blonde boy, standing there. He had a smirk on his face, and his blue eyes seemed to stare into her own.
*Oh god…* Hikari thought. He just remained, undaunted, by the girl's reaction.
*I really hate him.*
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Le Fin
Owari
The End
Well, what are you waiting for, review! Critisim is appreciated, this fic wasn't what you were expecting and whatever… yes, you probably know who the Dark Clown and others are… if not, find out later, in the final chapters of the fic. I surprised myself, I wrote seven pages in one sitting. ::sigh:: Well, I'll see if I add any more anytime soon. Oh, wow, I did. Two pages, whoo hoo.
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Notes:: Liked the turnout ::COUGH:: well, I'll try hard to get the next chapter out soon enough. Peace. Review. Deep.
Disclaimer::
Digimon-Toei. This Fanfic-Mine. Everyone happy? ::lawyers grumble and scatter to other fics:: Alright then. ::smug look::
Description::
Two close friends meet for the second time-too bad they don't remember the first! They were a cute couple-unfortunate that they hate each other. They clash too many times for their liking, but resent blossoms into love. When the prospect of the wars threaten their newly found relationship, will fate- and the only living members of their family-tear them away again? **AU fic, Takari**
Notes::
Well, this was a fic to hold off Change of Heart for a few more days… ugh, now I understand the full wrath of Writer's Block.
To Understand the AU Fic::
I changed the plotline a little…okay, a lot.
Well, the timelines of the Digital and Real Worlds were synchronized before the digidestined of 01, so when they came back, the worlds were in chaos because of the digimon that had taken over. They did not find the crests, but the digimon can digivolve into mega… just a note for Hikari's dream.
The digidestined wiped out Devimon, returned to their world with the digimon, and caused peace-but it was a bit too late-their families were dead, killed by evil ones. They formed the gangs in order to survive without adults, rules, and money.
Taichi, Hikari, Sora, and Jyou are all in Tai's gang, and Yamato, Takeru, Mimi, and Izzy were in Yamato's gang. These two gangs were ultimate rivals, and many rules were silently set up between the two, ordering an advance and battles to the end, that is, until someone stops them, or memories do.
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Chapter 1::
Destruction
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Hikari looked around for her elder brother.
"Tai! TAI!" she screamed out. If anyone else in her oniichan's gang had tried to call him that except for the whole gang-well, he would be dead.
She searched desperately, because she knew every fight might bring her only living relative into the cold clutches of death. It had become a necessity to find Taichi, even if the battle was not yet won-or lost.
A dagger flew at her, and she screamed, shutting her eyes. The blow would come, she would never find Taichi at all, he would be so disappointed in her…
"Lightning Paw!" Kari cringed, and she felt a soft nudging at her shoulder. Expecting a hooded Grim Reaper, she looked down to find her faithful digimon, Gatomon. The striped white cat with now staticky gloves gazed back up at the girl with slanted blue eyes, gazing behind Kari and to her sides.
"Kari, you have to stay out of the way!" her digimon snarled at someone coming with another crudely made dagger. Suddenly, the cat digivolved into an angel-a beacon of feminine hope of Taichi's crew. Kari felt herself being swept up into feathers and a pair of warm arms that reminded her of the Yagami's dead parents… of the nice, cozy nights spent around a fire, not a care until…
"Heaven's Charm!" Angewomon cleared off humans on their path, only enough for stinging wounds-Angewomon still had a conscience, even when protecting the human she was destined to live for.
"TAI!" Kari shrieked, finally collapsing onto the ground, crying. She didn't know where her brother was, where-she held back more sniffles and coughs. The tears made her hot and stifled in her gang's dark red ensemble.
Angewomon knelt by Kari gently. A helmet joined clothed feet on the ground, and Kari failed to meet the same blue eyes she had seen before. The two ignored the war cries and the stench of death that seemingly came from all sides, smothering the tiny burning light inside of the young, internally scarred girl.
"I know he's fine." The beautiful digimon reassured. Another Gatomon like hiss escaped the angel, and the digimon flew with Hikari in her eyes, above the battle.
"That was not the place to discuss this." Angewomon explained to Kari, nudging at an enraged gang member below. The trademark dagger of the gang Tai was fighting held in his grubby hand, was still outstretched. Kari had an empty look in her eyes, melancholy and desperate.
"How?" she said. Angewomon gave her a puzzled gaze, right into the link between them. Kari looked up from her silent reverie.
"How-how do you know that's he's all right?" Kari scanned below them, her throat seemed to swell up. She ran a dry hand over auburn eyes.
"I'm an angel, Kari. You should trust me." Kari choked back another sob, quieting down. The wind started brushing through her hair as she recognized a bloodier part of the field, where all the danger was, where they were needed.
"Oh, no-" a choke.
"What? Did you spot Taichi?" Angewomon said in alarm.
"No, no, but… Seko's down." Seko was practically one of her best friends from B.G., Before Gangs. He had lived across the street to the right. She had known he would go down soon, he was getting very sacrificial, or suicidal, now-his life was not important, as long as he saved another. Kari would miss him terribly.
The stench of death was stronger here. Kari looked down, Angewomon scanning for the elder brother as well.
"There's Sora! You need to help her, please! She's like-" Kari sniffled forcibly, "-like family." True enough, the chestnut haired girl was fighting off a band. Unfortunately, they weren't aware-or ill advised-of the angel in ranks with Tai's group.
Kari felt the dim light inside of her burst into flame once again. Her brother was strong, saving a person in their crew would make him proud.
"Go Angewomon! Show them that messing with Sora, or anybody in oniichan's group, is punishable!" Kari commanded. She smirked internally at a comment that popped up into her head.
*There's a bit of Taichi in all of us.*
Sora ran over to Kari. The older girl wore blue jeans dyed red, coming up with a pretty nasty looking purplish, a long sleeved ruby shirt her late mother had given her underneath a crimson, blood stained tank, and her digimon, Biyomon, wore a long red scarf that wrapped around the chain on her ankle.
Tai had a red scarf-a sort of scarf. It attached to his goggles.
Kari gulped down more threatening sobs. She was a big girl, her brother was leader of one of the two infamous gangs of Japan… if he was alive. Every day was a new battle, a new fight, and more sacrifices. She had to not be a baby-for him.
"Kari, are you okay?" Sora sounded more like the caring, wonderful girl that she was outside of the battlefield.
"Yeah. Where's Tai?" Kari sounded casual, like small talk. How she was feeling didn't matter, the older girl couldn't be weighed down by her pitiful problems. The gang flowed as one, no single person could bring them down when they were sick, the person was just left-
Of course, not if it was Sora, Tai, Jyou, or Kari. Never Kari. The gangs had a sort of understanding with Tai's group--if they attacked when they saw a large orange monster awaiting any interruption, the gang would get no mercy by the beast, or a very anxious angel.
"Oh, I-well, I haven't seen him in a while." Sora was noticeably uncomfortable. The wise Kari seemed undaunted, but she knew the girl too well to think that the digidestine didn't care about her missing brother.
"I'm sure he's fine." Sora added quickly. Kari almost screamed out after counting how many times her digimon, and now Sora, had said that to her that day.
"Oh." Kari said, still looking way too casual. She kept swallowing salty tears, trying not to cry again. A large yawn escaped her. Sora immediately went to work.
"Come, you need to rest." Sora gently said to Kari. Expecting a struggle, the girl was disappointed by no reaction. Maybe the younger sib of the gang leader had lost hope.
"Okay."
"Biyomon," Sora called out. The fighting bird ended a human with a
"Spiral Twister!" and then digivolved.
"Biyomon digivolve to… BIRDRAMON!" as the huge crimson bird appeared, the other gang started to scatter. Unusually, the other gangs had figured this gentle but fierce looking bird giant was a symbol of mass death.
"Come on, Kari." The little harness was strapped onto the backside of Birdramon, and Kari lay down in it. The two close girls started to fly towards the base.
~~
"Hey, you okay now? All rested up?" Sora asked Kari.
"Yeah. Is Tai back yet?" sometimes the leader was gone for more than weeks at a time, for constant fights-somehow all the other smaller gangs had- excuse the pun-ganged up on the two major, larger and more powerful gangs of Ishida and Yagami. They would win one fight, then another would immediately take place…that was just the case sometimes.
"I'm sorry, Kari…" Sora hated to say no, unlike Kari's brutally honest digimon, who was nowhere to be found. Gatomon popped up when needed.
"I need to go find him, then." Kari almost jumped up, her skin tingling at the cold air. Her toes reached the ground, and she felt sticky, foul tasting liquid medicine in her mouth. "I'm not sick, you know." She added.
"Kari, stay here. If he comes back to find you, and you're gone… that won't help anyone." Sora pleaded.
"Then I'll have to get Seko's body. He deserves a proper funeral, don't you agree? Taichi will. When he gets back, of course." The worst thing anyone could say to Kari at the moment was 'He ISN'T coming back.' That would just break her soul, and Sora knew it.
"His body will wait. You need to heal, Kari, and that takes time, and REST." Sora ushered her back into the fluffy, but oh so warm bed.
"His body will NOT wait, and Sora, I'm just like Tai when you get like this." Kari's voice took on an annoyed, Yagami-like edge. Otherwise known as bossy and bitchy. That particular feature made both Yagami Taichi and Ishida Yamato one of the great gang leaders. Unfortunately, both Yagami Hikari and Ishida Takeru had developed the gene.
"Gatomon! I need HELP here." Sora looked up at the sky with a look of defeat. Kari gazed at the door slowly, not purely understanding what was about to happen. Suddenly, an annoyed feline with milk on her whiskers banged into the room. Sora leapt into the air.
"Geez, no need to slam doors. There *are* other patients in here." The 'nurse' in the gang said tartly.
"Well, I *was* drinking my *MILK!*" Gatomon protested. Kari was silently slipping her coat on, getting ready to go.
"Well, your digidestine-" silence enveloped the air. It had been a while since they had thought of the digital world, and when they had defeated Devimon… and came back to find their lives all slaughtered mercilessly-the start of all the fights and wars.
Kari stopped, tears started to fall once again, remembering the rotted bodies all littered, and a corpse of a cat, strangled and bulged… Miko.
"Gatomon, we all need rest." Gatomon nodded, realizing the humans' cheerless and depressing feelings.
"Cat's Eye Hypnotism!" soft pink rays emitted from slit blue eyes, and Kari fell into Sora's outstretched arms, and then, in a second, the girl was sound asleep on the bed.
~~
* "Tai… Tai…" *
Hikari was running through pitch black, straight into Devimon's arms. She was screaming, Gatomon was strangled and the pre angel's face was distorted into her cat Miko's.
Kari had no protector, nothing to help her…
Until a strange device came to her, called out, and she grabbed it. It shone, and Hikari felt like she was watching a strange movie. There was Tai, and he was glowing orange.
"Courage," he muttered. The image blurred as the orange light overbeared into a soft, mellow red. A girl with a helmet-Sora.
"Love," another longer red glow. Now, it was Izzy… how long it had been since Kari had seen him. She reached out, but an invisible barrier made it seem like she was in a different world.
"Knowledge." His voice was steady and intellectual-just like Izzy. A purple glow then developed into a green, surrounding a girl clad in pink… Mimi…
"Sincerity," green transformed into silver. A tall, navy haired boy, Jyou. She had seen him just yesterday-or was it yesterday?
"Reliability." The silver turned a deep, bright gold. There was another boy, someone she had almost forgotten… Ishida Takeru. He muttered one important word.
"Hope." Then… it turned pinkish, and there she was. She was pale, but… there she was. What would she say? Would it be important, like the Truth, or-or Faith? Faith, however, was like Hope… and Truth only a conviction of Faith.
"Light." She ended up saying. Kari couldn't have been happier, she loved the light…the warmth of goodness. Her body in the movie burst with pink, overflowed.
Light scattered, enterwining with a soft shade of blue, so calming. There was an attractive boy, so foreign yet so familiar to her. Ishida Yamato, her brother's enemy, yet a best friend.
He looked like an angel. Hikari shivered, leaning against the invisible glass.
"Friendship." With that one word uttered, columns of light burst into the air, a bright blue glow surrounding and unifying all of them, orange surrounded by red, red surrounded by purple, then green, silver, gold, pink… the blue flew up and banged into a great sky, the barrier, and it shattered, pieces falling in and they were transported to defeat an evil serpent, puppet, machine, and a dark clown…something had happened to make them all forget this dark time…
The glass disappeared, causing Hikari to fall into great inky blank, just blackness and dark…
…screams…
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Kari awoke, sweat covering her, making bangs droop into her eyes. She didn't notice, not then, that she was glowing pink, eerily.
She shook it off, the sweat flying off her like a dog's mane. The light slowly faded, and Kari suddenly remembered Taichi.
Her brother, her faith, her…
Her Courage. The dream rushed back to her, but in scattered pieces, it was hard to remember. But she knew, she was the Light, the brightness in the dark, and that other child…
Ishida Takeru.
The one of Friendship. She smiled, thinking of him.
Dark clown. She remembered the four dark ones that they had to defeat, but she knew they, together, would do it. If everyone survived the wars-she needed to ally them, so they could call upon the power of their-what were those beams of light?
A word scrambled back from memory.
1 Monshou…
Crest?
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"Hikari? *Hikari?*" the young girl woke up to the gentle proddings of Sora.
"Oh." Hikari rubbed her eyes, stinging from the morning dew.
"It's sunny." The girl always noticed things like that now-something as trivial to others was an important part of Kari's day… just as much as her older brother. Dust was twinkling like stars in the room, making Hikari sneeze.
"Are you sick again? Let me check your forehead-" Sora started on her case.
"NO. And I WASN'T sick." she was getting on a little forcefully. "Sorry." She said softly.
"I'm worried." She said, the quietness of her tone making the cat at her side sick with anxiety.
"I bet on all nine lives that Taichi is fine! Chill out, enjoy the day, don't worry." Gatomon said cheerfully, raising a paw in a peace sign. Hikari craned her head, glancing at Sora. The red eyed girl nodded her agreement, encouraging the girl to live the morning.
"Okay." Hikari had given up hope.
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Hikari walked along a winding path, staring at the blooming flowers in the way. Bright buds of roses and yellow daffodils opened their petals to the sun, and morning glories bowed their heads to the human of light, walking the way.
She was getting paranoid, shaking. She wasn't at all serene or secure, nothing of the sort…
She didn't want to live, or enjoy herself, not until her brother was there.
Nothing mattered. She just needed to find Taichi, to make her feel safe and at home again. She needed her family.
"Hikari! Hikari!" the girl turned to see Gatomon, running and leaping agilely along the path, narrowly missing a slippery frog.
"Hi, Gato." The female cat gaped at her human, trying to twist around the blocks and walls in her eyes. Suddenly the world was trapped out of her soul, including her companion and protector.
"Hikari…" Gatomon approached cautiously. An angry digidestined, that didn't know the extent their powers reached to-well, that wasn't a path a cat with only three lives left should embark on.
"Yes?" even her voice was shielded. The digimon feared that Hikari may get too comfortable like that-another Yamato of the digital world.
"Well… Hikari, Taichi is fine. I promise you. With all my lives, my heart, and my own soul-I swear to you on-on Wizardmon's grave!" Gatomon hadn't meant for the words to slip out, but now, they were indeed in the open. Hikari seemed a little less troubled-that is, carefully phrased…
One barricade down, about twenty more to go.
Obviously her digidestined was feeling insecure without that anchor of a big brother there… Gatomon hissed. She just needed to find him, then.
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"Where's Gato, Sora? I've been trying to find her all day." The dullness but heartbreaking desperation in Kari's voice made Sora buckle onto her knees internally.
"She's probably hunting micemon somewhere." Sora made an 'oops' gesture, and Kari half heartedly giggled.
"What happened to you?" Sora accidentally said aloud.
"I just got abandoned by my brother and digimon, that's all." Kari said soulessly, and wandered back to the path.
No human noticed the tiny droplets of water sliding down her pale face.
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Gatomon hated water. She hated tears, which pretty much had water and salt- ugh. Especially when those tears were from Hikari.
Taichi… Gatomon clenched her paw as much as she could without breaking a necessary bone. He had made Hikari cry, he had made Gatomon herself need to protect her a lot more than she used to.
//Where are you, Taichi?// the feline sighed, staring up at the night sky's full moon. She felt an insane urge to howl, and practically scratched her ear off to kill that awful itch.
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Hikari finally wandered into the forests, searching for Gatomon. Everything seemed so barren and isolated-so secure and safe. She heard rustling, but immediately dismissed it as a trick her paranoid mind was playing.
"Who are you?" the steady tone of her voice made Hikari calm slightly.
"Oh, I'm nobody. And are you a nobody too?" she recited. She wasn't sure how, exactly, that it went, but that's okay. Women's anonymity, vice versa, feelings of desperation and desolation. Wonderfully nice things like that.
Ahh, life was sweet.
And Hikari was feeling incredibly demented and sarcastic.
"I'm desperately alone here." She stated softly.
"Not as much as you think." Hikari whirled around, and saw a blonde boy, standing there. He had a smirk on his face, and his blue eyes seemed to stare into her own.
*Oh god…* Hikari thought. He just remained, undaunted, by the girl's reaction.
*I really hate him.*
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Le Fin
Owari
The End
Well, what are you waiting for, review! Critisim is appreciated, this fic wasn't what you were expecting and whatever… yes, you probably know who the Dark Clown and others are… if not, find out later, in the final chapters of the fic. I surprised myself, I wrote seven pages in one sitting. ::sigh:: Well, I'll see if I add any more anytime soon. Oh, wow, I did. Two pages, whoo hoo.
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Notes:: Liked the turnout ::COUGH:: well, I'll try hard to get the next chapter out soon enough. Peace. Review. Deep.