The battlefield where Yolei stood began to change right in front of her.
She watched as Devimon, the original Devimon, became corporeal again,
regaining all of the power Angemon had taken from it over ten years
earlier. He grew until he had regained full power, and then flew off into
the digital world.
It was horrible. Yolei watched as Devimon attacked innocent digimon, wiping them clean of their existence. Hr assimilated them into his body, absorbing their power. (Yolei did not know it, but Devimon had mutated to be much like the Digimon from the third season of Digimon) Before long, he had absorbed enough that he managed to evolve into a much more powerful digimon, Omnidevimon.
"Why are you showing me this?" Yolei asked Xiomon.
"Because," Xiomon answered, "This is the answer that you seek. Locked within memories you no longer have, you see a monster that almost rivaled the power of Omnidevimon. You remember the power of the duel love, when you were two. But, you do not know when this was. There was a paradox, as they say. But, it has been dealt with, and this is the result."
": And," Yolei asked, looking down on Omnidevimon, "What is will happen to us?"
As if to answer her question, the images changed again. She could see the images of her and her friends, much older and stronger, battling with Omnidevimon. They fought bravely, but finally fell. He absorbed all of their digimon and killed them all.
Tears swelled up in Yolei's eyes. How was she supposed to stand by and watch this, how could she let them all die? They could not win, but they had to fight anyway. They fought until their blood had been drained from their bodies, until the life had been sucked from their souls. But, they still fought.
"Xiomon, will this happen soon?"
The digimon shook its head. "No, it will not happen for fifteen years. If you forget what you have seen today, it cannot be prevented. I warn you to remember this: Only the power of the duel loves can defeat Omnidevimon. Only when your strength has joined with that of your greatest loves, will Omnidevimon fall."
Yolei still had no idea what he was talking about. But, before she could ask, she awoke in her bed. This time, she knew for a fact that it had not been a dream.
Even more surprisingly, she looked down to the end of the bed. Her water had broken.
It was horrible. Yolei watched as Devimon attacked innocent digimon, wiping them clean of their existence. Hr assimilated them into his body, absorbing their power. (Yolei did not know it, but Devimon had mutated to be much like the Digimon from the third season of Digimon) Before long, he had absorbed enough that he managed to evolve into a much more powerful digimon, Omnidevimon.
"Why are you showing me this?" Yolei asked Xiomon.
"Because," Xiomon answered, "This is the answer that you seek. Locked within memories you no longer have, you see a monster that almost rivaled the power of Omnidevimon. You remember the power of the duel love, when you were two. But, you do not know when this was. There was a paradox, as they say. But, it has been dealt with, and this is the result."
": And," Yolei asked, looking down on Omnidevimon, "What is will happen to us?"
As if to answer her question, the images changed again. She could see the images of her and her friends, much older and stronger, battling with Omnidevimon. They fought bravely, but finally fell. He absorbed all of their digimon and killed them all.
Tears swelled up in Yolei's eyes. How was she supposed to stand by and watch this, how could she let them all die? They could not win, but they had to fight anyway. They fought until their blood had been drained from their bodies, until the life had been sucked from their souls. But, they still fought.
"Xiomon, will this happen soon?"
The digimon shook its head. "No, it will not happen for fifteen years. If you forget what you have seen today, it cannot be prevented. I warn you to remember this: Only the power of the duel loves can defeat Omnidevimon. Only when your strength has joined with that of your greatest loves, will Omnidevimon fall."
Yolei still had no idea what he was talking about. But, before she could ask, she awoke in her bed. This time, she knew for a fact that it had not been a dream.
Even more surprisingly, she looked down to the end of the bed. Her water had broken.