A/n - *sweat drop* Please don't kill me for giving you that humongous
cliffhanger... I had no choice. I have to make you want to see the next
chapter don't I? Well, yeah, anyways, here's the next chapter. *Pulls out
her remote* I hope you really like it. ^_^ *Aims it at the audience* Well,
see you! *Click, zap, static, you're engulfed by computer, static, you know
the drill*
Renamon woke out of a dead sleep. She sat, shaking and sweating, on top of the sleeping bag Henry had lent her. She had definitely heard Rika call for her. She got up as silently as possible, but accidentally brushed against Lopmon, waking her up. Renamon didn't notice. Lopmon, looked up at Renamon, and not seeing that she was alarmed fell back to sleep. Unknowingly, both her ears flopped and whacked Impmon, Motodramon, and Terriermon. Terriermon simply turned over and kept on snoring. Impmon didn't even feel it, as he was in the middle of a pleasurable dream where he got all the ice cream he wanted. Motodramon opened his eyes and stared oddly at the giant chocolate colored ear covering his face. He brushed it aside, not being that tired anymore. He looked at Renamon, who was stealthily moving across the room, towards the balcony door.
"Renamon?"
Surprised, Renamon spun around. She stared, blankly, at Motodramon. Motodramon got up and hopped over to her.
"Where are you going Renamon?"
"I have heard Rika calling me. She needs my help. She is in trouble."
"I'm going with you then."
"No, Motodramon, you have to stay here. What if Ryo needs you?"
"What if Ryo is with Rika?"
"Why would he be?"
"Because whenever Rika is in trouble, it's usually Ryo that is at her side second to you. ^^"
Lost for words, Renamon silently agreed with him. She opened the sliding glass door, and stared off into the city. She looked back at Motodramon. He hopped into her arms and she took off, leaving no trace behind that she was there. Henry groggily opened his eyes, wondering why the door was open. He got up, closed it, and went back to bed, not even realizing that his path was two spots clearer.
~By Rika and Umbramon~
Rika opened her eyes slightly. She was in a tremendous amount of pain. The mist wasn't as thick anymore, so she could see pretty far in front of her. Her eyes widened in horror, and not because of the fact that she was three feet from the edge of a cliff, or that the sky was dark and shrouded in a discomforting shade of black and purple. It was what was beyond the cliff and under the sky that struck the most fear into her. The Dark Ocean's waves crashed against a shore, a shore covered in an overlaying veil of black fog. She tried desperately to move her body back, away from the disturbing sight. All she got in result was a sharp pain in her back. A voice from behind nearly gave her a heart attack.
"Looks like I didn't see the injuries on your back. Let's see now... two more deep gashes, one that's still bleeding, and a large shard of glass embedded in your back. I think I'll leave it there as a reminder to what your arrogance has cost you."
A few tears rolled down her cheeks, but by the time they reached the ground, they were a shade of crimson. She silently slid back into unconsciousness, wishing that Renamon and Ryo were here. She wouldn't know how to react if Ryo got hurt trying to save her; scared, angry, smug, defeated, or the final thought before she fell back into a dreamless sleep. Heartbroken.
~In The real world~
Renamon was already at Rika's house. Some police were there. She hid Motodramon in a few bushes and crept closer. They were talking about Rika! Her mother was crying her eyes out, unable to speak, and her grandmother was giving a detailed description to the officer. After a while, the police left, and they went back inside. Renamon went and retrieved Motodramon.
"Renamon?"
"Yes Motodramon?"
"Where is Rika?"
"She's..."
Renamon suddenly realized a crucial factor. She couldn't sense Rika anywhere around the city. Renamon began to panic. Where was the tamer she valued so?
"What is it Renamon?"
"I can't sense her Motodramon! I can't sense her..."
She fought to hold back the tears as Motodramon stared at her in shock and concern.
"Renamon, I promise that me and Ryo will help you! We'll help you as much as possible! We will!"
~Ryo's place~
Ryo was already dressed in his clothes for the digital world. He just began tucking the digivice into his belt when he remembered the pain-filled scream echo in his mind, and he could only imagine the state that Rika was in. out of instinct, he screamed out.
"Rika!!!"
He fell to his knees. Why... why Rika? She never d... ok, so maybe she did do a few things to deserve this, but she had redeemed herself. Hadn't she not risked her life for Calumon? And she had put her life on the line for Impmon! She even had saved his hide once or twice in battle. He would give anything just to have her back. He rushed out his front door, one hand in his pocket, running his fingers over cloth. He pulled it out, and gazed longingly at it; the heart from her shirt. He delicately ran his fingers over it as he ran. He wanted Renamon to come and help him, but he secretly wished to do this on his own. He began sprinting towards the park. A white light flashed in front of him, throwing him back about two yards. He looked up, stunned because of the light, and gasped. The light had disappeared, revealing a form that couldn't be human.
"Motodramon!!!"
~At Rika's House~
Renamon had been sitting on the house, occasionally going throughout the town on a five-minute dash of disappearing and reappearing. Motodramon agreed to stay on the roof, so that Renamon wouldn't have to carry him around everywhere. Renamon finally came back, after her 27th round of the city. Motodramon looked up at her. Her eyes had a tint of red in them.
"I take it you didn't find her then Renamon."
Renamon just silently stared at him. Once again lost for words, she picked him up.
"Come on, let's go try at Ryo's home."
She was about to take off when Motodramon stiffened. She looked down at him. He had only been this tense once before in his life.
"What's wrong Motodramon?"
"Ryo's calling for me! He needs me! There! Look!"
Motodramon and Renamon both looked west. In the distance, there was a bright flash of white light. In an instant, Renamon and Motodramon were off.
~Dark Ocean~
Umbramon was watching Rika. So pathetic, so weak, and so fragile she was. He couldn't possibly imagine what had kept her alive this long. She was only human after all. He walked over and sat upon a rock. He could have just finished her off, right then and there if he could, if he wanted to. But he wouldn't. No, not yet. It wasn't the proper time for her to die. He wanted to make her suffer first. That was besides the fact that he needed her for his plans. She had something that he wanted. It was deep inside of her, so he couldn't get it yet. He had to be patient, and wait until it was the right moment. As soon as he had it, his enemy could be defeated. If his enemy got to it first...then he would be no more. This girl was the one. He sighed and stared out at the ocean crashing waves. He had lived here ever since he was a rookie digimon. He hated this place. When the sovereigns banished him for a stupid legend, a prophecy that involved him, he began to hate every single being in existence. Not even the southern sovereign's recent hate of humans could match his own. Nothing could parry his hate for them. Nothing...
~Flashback~
Azulongmon, Baihumon, Zhuquiaomon, and Ebonwumon were all gathered together in a council. The leader of this group had still not shown up yet, so the four were discussing, trying to figure out why they had been called on such short notice. The doors burst open and a little rookie digimon came in. All in the council held their tongue as the little digimon came in. He was made of completely pure white scales, and had a pair of the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen. One was a shade of turquoise blue, and the other, a brilliant shade of violet. The sovereigns all stood straight and bowed in respect as the little digimon walked past. He sat up at the head table and called to order.
"Sovereigns, I have called you from the four reaches of this planet in such haste because were have been put in a grave situation. An Elecmon has confronted me with an immeasurable problem. About six years back, two digimon were born from one digiegg. A Blackmon was one of the two that hatched out of a digiegg that was half dark blue with purple swirls, and half light blue with lavender. After three years, it digivolved into a Darkmon. And again, after another three years, just a year ago, a split second before night broke out, it turned into a Shadowmon. Now I'm sure you all know of the legend. This digimon is digivolving at an alarming rate. The usual time it takes for a digimon to reach the in-training level is five to seven years. Elecmon has also informed me that he has shown power far beyond his level. The primary village that he is in charge of was attacked by a champion level digimon, and Darkmon saved the village. One single solitary Dark Ray was emitted from him and the champion was no more. Yes, he did save the village, but is a large threat nonetheless. I have called upon you for you to pass judgment. Keep him here and let him stay until he comes to destroy us, or destroy him before he has the chance to go against us."
"But master, you were born around the same time, and you digivolved at the same rate!"
"Azulongmon, please do not question me."
"Azulongmon is right, as much as I hate to admit it, but you have no room to talk!"
"Zhuquiaomon, do not interrupt me. I shall now present to you the one of which I speak."
He waved his arm out wide and the doors opened. A little digimon, who seemed to be a black version of the white digimon, walked in. He peered around at the sovereigns of North and South, looked to the right half of the room to see the sovereigns of East and West. How big they were! The Dragon-like digimon and the Bird-like digimon seemed big enough to step on him and not even notice. The ones that resembled a tiger and a two-headed turtle looked like they wouldn't mind having him for breakfast. He was very frightened. He looked directly in between the four digimon, and up on a raised chair sat a brilliantly white digimon. Shadowmon became frightened. There was a light that surrounded him, and such a light hurt his eyes. He stood in the center of the room, looking down at his feet, and trembling from head to foot.
"Y...you called for me?"
His timid voice startled the four bearers of power. Zhuquiaomon spoke up, a hint of anger in his voice.
"This is the being that we fear so? How can that be?! He is but a mere child! I sense no threat here!"
"Zhuquiaomon! Hold your tongue!"
"But Raymon!"
"I SAID HOLD YOUR TONGUE!"
The little black digimon visibly shook as the white digimon angrily stood up at his throne. Shadowmon held back tears as all of the big digimon began to argue. The white digimon, Raymon, began to quietly walk over to Shadowmon. He visibly cowered. Raymon's face was bent into such anger, that Shadowmon had the notion to leave. All he could hear around him were the sounds of the others arguing. In the distance he could see Raymon's lips move slightly.
"Moon Silence"
Shadowmon gasped, as even though the others were still arguing and screaming and yelling, he couldn't hear a single thing except for his breathing and Raymon's footsteps. Shadowmon's heart was pounding dangerously loud in his chest as he stepped right in front of him. Raymon's face was contorted in anger and hatred. Shadowmon, believing that the anger was directed at him, looked towards the ground, not to mention the bright aura surrounding Raymon.
"Look up, and look me in the face."
Scared, Shadowmon squinted as he looked into the eyes of Raymon. Raymon calmed, making the aura go down in size. It made it easier for Shadowmon to see. Raymon's face was now calm, Shadowmon noticed, and he smiled at him. Shadowmon was secretly relieved, but still very afraid.
"Shadowmon?"
"Ye...Yes?"
"Did you know that you are apart of a legend?"
"N...no sir."
"What's the matter?"
"N...nothing sir. I'm f...fine sir"
"Are you afraid?"
All the poor defenseless digimon could was nod his head up and down. Raymon felt sympathetic. He couldn't destroy this digimon. He was too...innocent! He felt really, really bad. How he could even be the digimon from the legend was beyond his knowledge. But he knew better. He knew for a fact that he had to be apart of the legend. But he could not destroy a digimon this pure and innocent. He was raking his mind for another solution. Finally Baihumon spoke up, shattering the silence around Raymon and Shadowmon.
"Master, we have decided."
Raymon looked horrified. He began to quickly see Zhuquiaomon's point about how there was no visible threat about Shadowmon.
"Moon Silence!!"
Suddenly Shadowmon could not hear anymore. He watched as there mouths moved, but couldn't hear anything but his own heart beat in his data filled chest.
"We, the council, have decided on Shadowmon's fate. He is sentenced to death."
The words cut through him like a knife. And to think, he was the one that actually proposed that this be decided. His brain was still raking around, trying to find someway that this wouldn't happen. For even though no matter how much he refused, he knew that he would have to be the one to carry out the sentence. Being the one who suggested it, he was obliged to. Suddenly, it came to him. A perfect solution! There was no possible way that this could fail.
"I have a better solution. We shall not kill him. It would be too much of a hassle to deal with anyways. We still have to beware of the chaos, mind you. I have decided that..."
At that exact moment his silencing hold on Shadowmon dissolved. Shadowmon heard the words that would change his life forever.
"I have decided that we shall exile him to the foreign lands of ice."
"NNOOO!"
Everybody turned to stare at Shadowmon. He had tears streaming down his face. What did he do? He didn't do a damned thing to deserve this! He shook his head, desperately hoping that he heard wrong. Raymon took a step towards him, holding out his hand.
"Shadowmon, please, listen to me."
"NO! You did this! You want to get rid of me! You hate me! You all hate me! I didn't do anything! I don't deserve this! I..."
He was completely lost for words. All he could do was move his mouth, and shake his head. There were slight squeaking sounds coming from his throat every so often. He was slowly backing away from them. Suddenly, a wave of anger came over him. He glared at the white digimon, not knowing that he had just saved his life, and screamed so loud that even Ebonwumon had to tuck his two heads in. Shadowmon began to charge full force, pulling one clawed hand back.
"Shadow...!!!"
"Dark Gate Portal!"
"...Claw!!!"
Halfway between Shadowmon's attack, Raymon threw out a portal to the Dark Ocean. Golden rimmed, and looking like a mirror, Shadowmon broke directly through it. He stayed frozen in midair, suspended along with the shards of glass. His body was already on the other side of the mirror- looking gate. Raymon whispered something, only audible by Shadowmon.
"I'm sorry. I'll get you back, I promise."
As soon as he finished his sentence, Shadowmon and the floating glass flew backwards as if in rewind. His body never made it through the other side though. He was thrown into the portal, and every single piece of glass replaced itself. Raymon looked truly sympathetic at the portal and waved it away. He might never know the truth of why he was still alive. In the Dark Ocean, Shadowmon landed and was knocked unconscious. He hadn't even heard the apology from Raymon. All he heard, was the waves crashing against the rocks. Nothing more. Nothing less.
~End of flashback~
A/n - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *computer spits you out* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! ANOTHER DEVIOUS PLOT CARRIED OUT BY ME! And, no, I'm not talking about the flashback. What I'm speaking of is how badly you want to see the next chapter. Oh I feel so evil right now, I think I'll...
Nefleign: DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT KYLARA! Kylara: just one? N: No! These are my cookies! K: But can't I steal just one? N: No. That's final Kylara. Little page pops up out of nowhere.
L.P: I WANNA COOKIE! N+K: NO! L.P: ...fine, I'll just go kill Goku then! N: Be my guest. Then you'll make your dad, Vegeta, happy you know. L.P: ...Damnit...then I guess I'll go eat. N: Go do that, pathetic half-breed. K: Then what's Gohan? N: A half-breed that's not pathetic. K: Whatever...
Renamon woke out of a dead sleep. She sat, shaking and sweating, on top of the sleeping bag Henry had lent her. She had definitely heard Rika call for her. She got up as silently as possible, but accidentally brushed against Lopmon, waking her up. Renamon didn't notice. Lopmon, looked up at Renamon, and not seeing that she was alarmed fell back to sleep. Unknowingly, both her ears flopped and whacked Impmon, Motodramon, and Terriermon. Terriermon simply turned over and kept on snoring. Impmon didn't even feel it, as he was in the middle of a pleasurable dream where he got all the ice cream he wanted. Motodramon opened his eyes and stared oddly at the giant chocolate colored ear covering his face. He brushed it aside, not being that tired anymore. He looked at Renamon, who was stealthily moving across the room, towards the balcony door.
"Renamon?"
Surprised, Renamon spun around. She stared, blankly, at Motodramon. Motodramon got up and hopped over to her.
"Where are you going Renamon?"
"I have heard Rika calling me. She needs my help. She is in trouble."
"I'm going with you then."
"No, Motodramon, you have to stay here. What if Ryo needs you?"
"What if Ryo is with Rika?"
"Why would he be?"
"Because whenever Rika is in trouble, it's usually Ryo that is at her side second to you. ^^"
Lost for words, Renamon silently agreed with him. She opened the sliding glass door, and stared off into the city. She looked back at Motodramon. He hopped into her arms and she took off, leaving no trace behind that she was there. Henry groggily opened his eyes, wondering why the door was open. He got up, closed it, and went back to bed, not even realizing that his path was two spots clearer.
~By Rika and Umbramon~
Rika opened her eyes slightly. She was in a tremendous amount of pain. The mist wasn't as thick anymore, so she could see pretty far in front of her. Her eyes widened in horror, and not because of the fact that she was three feet from the edge of a cliff, or that the sky was dark and shrouded in a discomforting shade of black and purple. It was what was beyond the cliff and under the sky that struck the most fear into her. The Dark Ocean's waves crashed against a shore, a shore covered in an overlaying veil of black fog. She tried desperately to move her body back, away from the disturbing sight. All she got in result was a sharp pain in her back. A voice from behind nearly gave her a heart attack.
"Looks like I didn't see the injuries on your back. Let's see now... two more deep gashes, one that's still bleeding, and a large shard of glass embedded in your back. I think I'll leave it there as a reminder to what your arrogance has cost you."
A few tears rolled down her cheeks, but by the time they reached the ground, they were a shade of crimson. She silently slid back into unconsciousness, wishing that Renamon and Ryo were here. She wouldn't know how to react if Ryo got hurt trying to save her; scared, angry, smug, defeated, or the final thought before she fell back into a dreamless sleep. Heartbroken.
~In The real world~
Renamon was already at Rika's house. Some police were there. She hid Motodramon in a few bushes and crept closer. They were talking about Rika! Her mother was crying her eyes out, unable to speak, and her grandmother was giving a detailed description to the officer. After a while, the police left, and they went back inside. Renamon went and retrieved Motodramon.
"Renamon?"
"Yes Motodramon?"
"Where is Rika?"
"She's..."
Renamon suddenly realized a crucial factor. She couldn't sense Rika anywhere around the city. Renamon began to panic. Where was the tamer she valued so?
"What is it Renamon?"
"I can't sense her Motodramon! I can't sense her..."
She fought to hold back the tears as Motodramon stared at her in shock and concern.
"Renamon, I promise that me and Ryo will help you! We'll help you as much as possible! We will!"
~Ryo's place~
Ryo was already dressed in his clothes for the digital world. He just began tucking the digivice into his belt when he remembered the pain-filled scream echo in his mind, and he could only imagine the state that Rika was in. out of instinct, he screamed out.
"Rika!!!"
He fell to his knees. Why... why Rika? She never d... ok, so maybe she did do a few things to deserve this, but she had redeemed herself. Hadn't she not risked her life for Calumon? And she had put her life on the line for Impmon! She even had saved his hide once or twice in battle. He would give anything just to have her back. He rushed out his front door, one hand in his pocket, running his fingers over cloth. He pulled it out, and gazed longingly at it; the heart from her shirt. He delicately ran his fingers over it as he ran. He wanted Renamon to come and help him, but he secretly wished to do this on his own. He began sprinting towards the park. A white light flashed in front of him, throwing him back about two yards. He looked up, stunned because of the light, and gasped. The light had disappeared, revealing a form that couldn't be human.
"Motodramon!!!"
~At Rika's House~
Renamon had been sitting on the house, occasionally going throughout the town on a five-minute dash of disappearing and reappearing. Motodramon agreed to stay on the roof, so that Renamon wouldn't have to carry him around everywhere. Renamon finally came back, after her 27th round of the city. Motodramon looked up at her. Her eyes had a tint of red in them.
"I take it you didn't find her then Renamon."
Renamon just silently stared at him. Once again lost for words, she picked him up.
"Come on, let's go try at Ryo's home."
She was about to take off when Motodramon stiffened. She looked down at him. He had only been this tense once before in his life.
"What's wrong Motodramon?"
"Ryo's calling for me! He needs me! There! Look!"
Motodramon and Renamon both looked west. In the distance, there was a bright flash of white light. In an instant, Renamon and Motodramon were off.
~Dark Ocean~
Umbramon was watching Rika. So pathetic, so weak, and so fragile she was. He couldn't possibly imagine what had kept her alive this long. She was only human after all. He walked over and sat upon a rock. He could have just finished her off, right then and there if he could, if he wanted to. But he wouldn't. No, not yet. It wasn't the proper time for her to die. He wanted to make her suffer first. That was besides the fact that he needed her for his plans. She had something that he wanted. It was deep inside of her, so he couldn't get it yet. He had to be patient, and wait until it was the right moment. As soon as he had it, his enemy could be defeated. If his enemy got to it first...then he would be no more. This girl was the one. He sighed and stared out at the ocean crashing waves. He had lived here ever since he was a rookie digimon. He hated this place. When the sovereigns banished him for a stupid legend, a prophecy that involved him, he began to hate every single being in existence. Not even the southern sovereign's recent hate of humans could match his own. Nothing could parry his hate for them. Nothing...
~Flashback~
Azulongmon, Baihumon, Zhuquiaomon, and Ebonwumon were all gathered together in a council. The leader of this group had still not shown up yet, so the four were discussing, trying to figure out why they had been called on such short notice. The doors burst open and a little rookie digimon came in. All in the council held their tongue as the little digimon came in. He was made of completely pure white scales, and had a pair of the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen. One was a shade of turquoise blue, and the other, a brilliant shade of violet. The sovereigns all stood straight and bowed in respect as the little digimon walked past. He sat up at the head table and called to order.
"Sovereigns, I have called you from the four reaches of this planet in such haste because were have been put in a grave situation. An Elecmon has confronted me with an immeasurable problem. About six years back, two digimon were born from one digiegg. A Blackmon was one of the two that hatched out of a digiegg that was half dark blue with purple swirls, and half light blue with lavender. After three years, it digivolved into a Darkmon. And again, after another three years, just a year ago, a split second before night broke out, it turned into a Shadowmon. Now I'm sure you all know of the legend. This digimon is digivolving at an alarming rate. The usual time it takes for a digimon to reach the in-training level is five to seven years. Elecmon has also informed me that he has shown power far beyond his level. The primary village that he is in charge of was attacked by a champion level digimon, and Darkmon saved the village. One single solitary Dark Ray was emitted from him and the champion was no more. Yes, he did save the village, but is a large threat nonetheless. I have called upon you for you to pass judgment. Keep him here and let him stay until he comes to destroy us, or destroy him before he has the chance to go against us."
"But master, you were born around the same time, and you digivolved at the same rate!"
"Azulongmon, please do not question me."
"Azulongmon is right, as much as I hate to admit it, but you have no room to talk!"
"Zhuquiaomon, do not interrupt me. I shall now present to you the one of which I speak."
He waved his arm out wide and the doors opened. A little digimon, who seemed to be a black version of the white digimon, walked in. He peered around at the sovereigns of North and South, looked to the right half of the room to see the sovereigns of East and West. How big they were! The Dragon-like digimon and the Bird-like digimon seemed big enough to step on him and not even notice. The ones that resembled a tiger and a two-headed turtle looked like they wouldn't mind having him for breakfast. He was very frightened. He looked directly in between the four digimon, and up on a raised chair sat a brilliantly white digimon. Shadowmon became frightened. There was a light that surrounded him, and such a light hurt his eyes. He stood in the center of the room, looking down at his feet, and trembling from head to foot.
"Y...you called for me?"
His timid voice startled the four bearers of power. Zhuquiaomon spoke up, a hint of anger in his voice.
"This is the being that we fear so? How can that be?! He is but a mere child! I sense no threat here!"
"Zhuquiaomon! Hold your tongue!"
"But Raymon!"
"I SAID HOLD YOUR TONGUE!"
The little black digimon visibly shook as the white digimon angrily stood up at his throne. Shadowmon held back tears as all of the big digimon began to argue. The white digimon, Raymon, began to quietly walk over to Shadowmon. He visibly cowered. Raymon's face was bent into such anger, that Shadowmon had the notion to leave. All he could hear around him were the sounds of the others arguing. In the distance he could see Raymon's lips move slightly.
"Moon Silence"
Shadowmon gasped, as even though the others were still arguing and screaming and yelling, he couldn't hear a single thing except for his breathing and Raymon's footsteps. Shadowmon's heart was pounding dangerously loud in his chest as he stepped right in front of him. Raymon's face was contorted in anger and hatred. Shadowmon, believing that the anger was directed at him, looked towards the ground, not to mention the bright aura surrounding Raymon.
"Look up, and look me in the face."
Scared, Shadowmon squinted as he looked into the eyes of Raymon. Raymon calmed, making the aura go down in size. It made it easier for Shadowmon to see. Raymon's face was now calm, Shadowmon noticed, and he smiled at him. Shadowmon was secretly relieved, but still very afraid.
"Shadowmon?"
"Ye...Yes?"
"Did you know that you are apart of a legend?"
"N...no sir."
"What's the matter?"
"N...nothing sir. I'm f...fine sir"
"Are you afraid?"
All the poor defenseless digimon could was nod his head up and down. Raymon felt sympathetic. He couldn't destroy this digimon. He was too...innocent! He felt really, really bad. How he could even be the digimon from the legend was beyond his knowledge. But he knew better. He knew for a fact that he had to be apart of the legend. But he could not destroy a digimon this pure and innocent. He was raking his mind for another solution. Finally Baihumon spoke up, shattering the silence around Raymon and Shadowmon.
"Master, we have decided."
Raymon looked horrified. He began to quickly see Zhuquiaomon's point about how there was no visible threat about Shadowmon.
"Moon Silence!!"
Suddenly Shadowmon could not hear anymore. He watched as there mouths moved, but couldn't hear anything but his own heart beat in his data filled chest.
"We, the council, have decided on Shadowmon's fate. He is sentenced to death."
The words cut through him like a knife. And to think, he was the one that actually proposed that this be decided. His brain was still raking around, trying to find someway that this wouldn't happen. For even though no matter how much he refused, he knew that he would have to be the one to carry out the sentence. Being the one who suggested it, he was obliged to. Suddenly, it came to him. A perfect solution! There was no possible way that this could fail.
"I have a better solution. We shall not kill him. It would be too much of a hassle to deal with anyways. We still have to beware of the chaos, mind you. I have decided that..."
At that exact moment his silencing hold on Shadowmon dissolved. Shadowmon heard the words that would change his life forever.
"I have decided that we shall exile him to the foreign lands of ice."
"NNOOO!"
Everybody turned to stare at Shadowmon. He had tears streaming down his face. What did he do? He didn't do a damned thing to deserve this! He shook his head, desperately hoping that he heard wrong. Raymon took a step towards him, holding out his hand.
"Shadowmon, please, listen to me."
"NO! You did this! You want to get rid of me! You hate me! You all hate me! I didn't do anything! I don't deserve this! I..."
He was completely lost for words. All he could do was move his mouth, and shake his head. There were slight squeaking sounds coming from his throat every so often. He was slowly backing away from them. Suddenly, a wave of anger came over him. He glared at the white digimon, not knowing that he had just saved his life, and screamed so loud that even Ebonwumon had to tuck his two heads in. Shadowmon began to charge full force, pulling one clawed hand back.
"Shadow...!!!"
"Dark Gate Portal!"
"...Claw!!!"
Halfway between Shadowmon's attack, Raymon threw out a portal to the Dark Ocean. Golden rimmed, and looking like a mirror, Shadowmon broke directly through it. He stayed frozen in midair, suspended along with the shards of glass. His body was already on the other side of the mirror- looking gate. Raymon whispered something, only audible by Shadowmon.
"I'm sorry. I'll get you back, I promise."
As soon as he finished his sentence, Shadowmon and the floating glass flew backwards as if in rewind. His body never made it through the other side though. He was thrown into the portal, and every single piece of glass replaced itself. Raymon looked truly sympathetic at the portal and waved it away. He might never know the truth of why he was still alive. In the Dark Ocean, Shadowmon landed and was knocked unconscious. He hadn't even heard the apology from Raymon. All he heard, was the waves crashing against the rocks. Nothing more. Nothing less.
~End of flashback~
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