Rise and Fall-chapter 8
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Rico and the others went to make camp at a clearing when they saw someone else setting up camp there. A girl around their age with long chestnut hair tied back in a neat ponytail and wearing dark clothes. A Daemon lay down on the ground next to her as she poked at the fire she had made.
"Hey. Are you... alright?" Kimber asked, walking over to her. She snapped out of her trance and looked at the red-headed girl. She blinked a couple of times before opening her mouth to say something and the only thing that came out of her mouth was;
"Are you... a human?" Kimber smiled and nodded. The girl brightened up and smiled.
"I thought you were something else..."
"Like what?" Kimber queried.
"...Necromamon or something in disguise." She said quietly. From how she just spoke to them as if they knew each other, they could tell she was very depressed. Wick, overhearing only 'Necromamon' looked at Wyna and pointed at his face as if saying 'What did I do?'
"Necromamon? Wick, did you do anything?" Rico said, looking down at the wizard close to his feet. The said wizard shook his head no vigorously and didn't stop until he felt his head spin and Rico stopping him from doing so. After a while, the girl let them set up camp around the area.
"So your Daemon was injured because of some evil digimons?" Ronfar said, bending two of his fingers to make it look like a pair of bunny ears bending to every syllabus he said. (Make a 'V' and bend it twice. My friends like doing that.) She nodded. After a moment of silence, she spoke up.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Heather. And you guys are...?" after a lot of introductions and some history lessons, the Daemon next to her stirred from the noises they were making.
"...Heather... Keep it down...! I wanna... sleep..." the demon murmured and quickly, Heather turned her attention to it. Wyna looked over the girl's shoulder and said,
"What hit him? Looks like curse scars to me." The sorceress said, trying to get a better view of the demon. Heather nodded slowly and Wyna laughed.
"Why didn't you say so?! I may be a Witchmon but that doesn't mean I lost my touch in healing!" she said and walked over to Daemon's side.
"Okay cutie, what's your name?" she cooed, looking at the demon. She could see him sweatdropping and sense a wave of jealousy coming from Wick.
"D-Dae..." he stammered, feeling quite uneasy. She put a hand to her chin and shrugged and proceeded to cast a curing spell especially for curse scars. But, the only drawback was, the wounded must rest for at least 8 hours...
"There." She said, wiping off some sweat from her brow. She looked over her shoulder where the rest were still waiting for some people.
"They're late..." Ronfar whined, picking up a pebble and tossing it on Kumamon's head for fun, earning a smack on the head from Raye who had picked up a thick stick earlier on.
"Ow! What was that for!?" he said, rubbing his aching head.
"Did I ever do anything to your digimon? No? Good! Then leave Kumamon alone!" Raye said as she retreated to her seat across Heather.
"Are they always like that?" Heather whispered to Kimber. Smiling, the red- head nodded.
"Always." She said and as if on cue, two digimon appeared, both scratched and one even bleeding from the arm.
"Yo." Rouge greeted, waving at them. Kimber stood up and pounced on him.
"What took you!?" Rouge winced. She shouted in front of his ear! He pried her off him and set her down on the ground.
"You have no idea what we've been doing..." he said in an exhausted tone and sighed. He sat down and pulled some small orbs (think the size of poke' balls.) out of his pants' pockets and jacket pocket. Alara did the same. The others gaped. The crickets chirped. The... hey, I suddenly feel like a sucker...
"Let's see... Ice, check. Wind, check. Thunder, check. Earth, check. Light, check. Dark, check. That's from us. How's your luck?" the elder Beelzemon said, looking at them. Rico pulled one he picked up earlier and tossed it over to Rouge. Rouge raised an eyebrow, looked at the orb and back at the kids and back again. They were expecting something when he suddenly shouted,
"That's it!?!?!? Only the Fire Sphere!?" They all did a double-take and slowly nodded. Rouge turned chibi and sighed,
"Great... we worked non-stop today going around practically circling the whole of the digi-world, hoping you'd get to at least Wendiene and... this happens..." chibi Rouge sighed again and Alara whacked him upside the head.
"They did their best. Exactly how far do you think they could go for now? All I know, you yourself couldn't get to Wendiene's area."
"Whoa! Hold the phone! Who's Wendiene?" Tosh said, stopping the two adult digimons. They both looked at him and Alara cleared her throat.
"Wendiene is the Water Elemental. She is also known as the Water Angel for her grace and strength. But what I know very well is that boys shouldn't come." She said, hands on her hip. The boys, (except Rouge, who was looking quite embarrassed...) cocked their heads.
"Why?" Lars asked, looking at his mom. She looked at him and folded her arms.
"The main reason is because she can entice other digimon or even people. She may be an angel but let's not forget that she's also a 'siren'." Alara finished, sitting down next to Rouge.
"Great... so, what're we supposed to do?" Rico asked, throwing the stick he was holding into the fire.
"Hm... what say we go to the Black Cemetery? I remember we have to do something there." Rouge said, and suddenly noticed the missing member.
"...Where's that girl who were with you guys?" he pointed at Bee, Black and Lucifer. They both looked at each other and looked at the former rouge digimon.
"When we finished Flame Lord off, she got sucked in the portal and..."
"She turned out to be a lucky girl and landed in the Sacred Sanctuary. The end. ...Am I right?" he said, giving a wry smile at them. They raised an eyebrow and Lucifer piped up.
"How'd you know?" Rouge gave him a blank look.
"What? I was right?" they all did an anime fall. And from how he was behaving, Alara had a bad feeling.
"Oh well, we have to go now. Oh and by the way Heather, its best if you go with Rouge. Daemon is male, correct?" Heather nodded and Alara smiled.
"Rouge, a word with you for a minute. And all of you, light's out. For all we know, someone's spying on us. Good night." She said and as she left the area, Rouge close behind her, the others exchanged strange glances. Strangely, Lars felt his heart break. For a minute, his vision blurred and only crimson filled his vision and as he regained his normal self again, he found it a bit difficult to breathe. What's with all these things...? A few minutes later, when everyone was sleeping, the young Beelzemon went to where his parents went. Just as he thought, they were near a cliff. His father was looking down from where he stood and his mother was right next to him, sitting with her legs dangling off the cliff. He was barely able to listen to anything they said but managed to anyway. And he thought he saw his father smiling.
"Alara... it was just a dream. How can you tell if I'm going to disappear again? Didn't I tell you before I wouldn't let that happen?" Alara shook her head.
"I know because I saw it! I mastered a technique called Future Sight and since it can only be used once, I saw everything! I know I'm not supposed to tell you this but please... once is enough... a second would make things worse..." she said, tears forming in her eyes. Rouge kept silent for a while and sat down.
"...To tell you the truth, I know too. Listen, I can't promise you anything but I just want you to know that whatever happens, I just want to make sure you're safe. That's all." He said, pulling her closer to him.
"But not to the extent of giving away your life!" she cried into his shoulder, gripping the leather jacket he wore.
"...Tell me. What was the reason I gave you when I went to the Phoenix Palace and battled Zhuqiaomon for his help? And what kind of help did he give me?" she remembered that time. She was badly wounded by Imperialdramon to the extent of dying and the only mon who could help them was Zhuqiaomon. And because Imperialdramon's capabilities of damaging a digimon was great and that they were running out of time, plus the fact Rouge had told Zhuqiaomon he would give his life to save her, Zhuqiaomon extracted half of Rouge's life and put it in Alara's in order to revive her. Of course, because of that, Rouge became weaker and that was when Machinedramon caught him.
"A type of help that would kill those who asked for his help." She said bitterly. Rouge smiled and sighed.
"No. He helped me greatly. Believe me for all I know, I had nothing in mind than the thought of saving you." As he said that, she cried harder and he whispered something into her ear Lars couldn't hear.
"I did it because I love you, Alara..."
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In the Crimson Fortress, Neo Crimson was seen walking down the empty corridors of the Castle, pacing to his heart's content. No sound was present except for the sounds of his heels. He looked up at an embedded figure of a Crimson Noble stuck to the wall with a look of pain on its stone face. One hand was extended from the wall, as if trying to grasp something, only to be stopped short by its petrified state. The young Noble dropped his gaze to the floor and gritted his teeth, clenching his hands into fists until his nails dug into the palm of his hands. Without him noticing, blood had seeped out of the cuts his nails had made and slowly, one by one, drops of his blood dripped onto the floor to form a small puddle. He felt guilty. Very guilty. He didn't know how he had not been a survivor of the chaotic time. All the Nobles were changing into wild beasts, one by one losing their consciousness and sanity altogether. Across of where many stoned figures were embedded to the wall, a black shield was hung on the wall. There were two holes on the shield and one was right next to the shield in the shape of a sword.
"Why...? Why must this happen to my clan...?" he said, suddenly noticing his wet hands. He looked at his right hand and then at his left. His left hand dropped to his side while his right was pressed to his forehead as he recalled the bloody event. Memories flashed before his very eyes as he ran his hand down to the side of his face, staining it red with his blood. He wondered how Zedomon appeared in the middle of the chaos-struck castle and how the silver deva knew of his ability to seal digimon. He knew almost nothing back then. Because Nobles were born Megas and in their gijinka forms, he was but as young as a 5 year-old human.
//Flashback//
A very young Neo was sitting in one corner of the palace, having born only a few days ago and looked at everyone. Some were attacking each other and some were even killed. Now knowing what was happening around him, the young Noble blinked his large red eyes and looked up at the looming figure of an adult Noble, his claws stained red from his prey's blood.
"...Father...?" he said, hoping the elder Noble would tell him something of what was happening. Instead, the adult raised his claw, ready to swipe it at him and before he knew it, someone pulled him out of the way. He looked up and saw a silver-clad digimon.
"Are you alright?" he nodded and before he knew it, he was standing in front of the main entrance, sealing away his own clan. Roars and screams filled the room, slowly pushing them away from the two. At the last minute, one of them, his father, extended his hand at him and he thought he heard the Noble call him. The sounds faded away and soon, the Nobles were no more, sealed away as petrified figures embedded to the wall of their own palace. After that, he couldn't remember anything.
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"...Ever since then, you took care of me." Neo said, to no one in particular if someone saw him saying it. Suddenly, there was a silver light right behind him and Zedomon appeared out of it. The silver digimon behind him nodded.
"I had no choice. Besides, it's just not me to just let a defenseless little digimon out on his own. Especially those who no nothing of their own abilities." Zedomon smiled, raising an eyebrow at Neo in a 'catch-my-drift' gesture. Neo sighed.
"Besides, who would've known the one I raised turned out to be a real cute one." Neo blushed at the statement. Zedomon looked around at the fortress. Smiling and nodding, he turned to Neo with a playful look on his face.
"Neo, give me a hug." He made a space between him and Neo and Neo gave a confused look, turning very red. Since he didn't make a move, Zedomon stepped up closer to the younger digimon.
"W-why...?" Zedomon bent a bit so that he would be the same height as Neo and wrapped his arms around the younger digimon's slim waist and whispered in a playful tone,
"Hm... You've been working out pretty hard. Nice..." he really liked teasing him! He finally let go of Neo Crimson and Zedomon had a triumphant look on his face. One hand was on his hip and the other held a red knife. Not just any knife, Neo's knife. Neo turned red with anger and embarrassment and made to grab the knife from Zedomon's grip when Zedomon grabbed his wrist and made him open his palm. Blood still flowed out of the wounds.
"And this is one reason why I tell you not to keep claws..."
"I DON'T have claws!" Neo protested. Zedomon raised an eyebrow.
"Clip your nails then." Zedomon brought the younger digimon's palm close to his lips and muttered something under his breath. Silver threads suddenly appeared, circling around his palm, moving to Neo's and down to his wrists where they vanished. Neo pulled his hand away from Zedomon's grip and looked at his palm. The cuts were gone. But one thing which got him boiling was the fact that Zedomon still has his knife! His favorite knife, at that!
"Give it back, Zedomon!" he extended a hand, demanding his knife back but Zedomon wasn't where he was a second ago. Then he felt something wiping his blood-stained cheek. And there was Zedomon, holding Neo's knife against the Noble's neck. Should he move, he's done for.
"Wash your face. Blood doesn't suit you, nor does it my taste." He whispered in Neo's ear before giving the knife back and moving towards the wall. Neo wiped his cheek with his sleeve.
"I can't believe you licked me..." Neo said, giving a grossed out face and glared at Zedomon who in return, winked at him.
"You never know what I can do with just a little of your blood." Suddenly, Neo Crimson felt a strong wave of magic wash over him and it felt like his head was about to explode. He clutched his head, in a vain attempt of trying to stop it and before Zedomon could step any closer, Neo Crimson held a hand in front of him, a red orb forming in it. It took shape of a cannon and where it was pointed was directly at Zedomon's heart.
"Neo, what's wrong?" Zedomon could only ask. If he moved, he might as well kiss the world goodbye. Neo Crimson looked up, crying and one hand still clutching his head, eyes glowing a menacing amber. Then, he cried in between sobs,
"Make it stop... MAKE IT STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He fired his cannon randomly everywhere around the castle, almost destroying everything. Zedomon took this chance to get to Neo. Dodging all the lasers emitted from the cannon his companion held. Once he was close enough, he grabbed both Neo's arms and pinned him to the wall, writhing in pain.
"Neo, listen to me, LISTEN TO ME, DAMN IT!!" he practically screamed at the Noble but, Neo still wouldn't stop. The young Noble was crying freely now as shrieking sounds caused by collision of strong magic waves ran past his head as if he were a medium of some sort. Finally, he couldn't take it. With a final agonized shriek, Neo Crimson fell unconscious. But before he fell to the ground, Zedomon caught him. He closed his eyes and placed his palm over Neo's forehead. Concentrating, he heard and felt what Neo did. Indeed, it hurt. Painful emotions rushed through him, screeches of magic 'friction' repeating itself in his head and when he had enough, he withdrew his hand, panting heavily and shaking his head with a look of horror.
"No... this can't be... If Neo is 'that thing', I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to save this world..." Zedomon frowned and closed his eyes once more before teleporting away from the half-trashed castle.
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The next morning, the girls went with Alara to Wendiene's area while the boys, including Heather followed Rouge to the Black Cemetery. At the boys' place, as expected, it was very dark. Wick used a light spell called Flash to light the area and there, they found out about something very important. Rouge's eyes widened when he saw a witch's staff with the hat hung on it and on a stone tablet, some words were engraved. They were dusty, showing that they were engraved there quite a long time ago. Rouge knelt down and brushed the dust away.
"What is it Rouge? Found anything?" Rico walked up to the Beelzemon and he thought he heard the digimon mutter angrily,
"...Tricked..."
"What?" Rico asked. Rouge turned on his heel and crushed the stone tablet which he grasped in his claws.
"We've been tricked!!"
"What do you mean? I don't get you." Rico said, looking at the elder digimon.
"Listen, a Witchmon worked for my father before. She was a close friend of ours, grouchy at times but okay otherwise... And besides, she's not wicked enough to use any of the spells you told me like that shadow spell 'Jaque Rue'. And it said in the tablet she was killed when we were headed to Machinedramon's castle before." Rouge said through gritted teeth. Everyone was shocked.
"Hey, hey, how would you know? For all we know, maybe she killed another Witchmon or something." Ronfar said, hands behind his head. Rouge grabbed the hat that was hung on the staff and showed it to them.
"This is proof enough for me." He said. The rest raised an eyebrow and Rouge sighed.
"Do you see a black band around this hat?" he asked, putting the hat back where it belonged. Then, they remembered. The other Witchmon had a black band around her hat!
"But, how can you be sure she's the Witchmon you know?" Lars asked.
"...I demolished the rest of the Black Waltzes without a trace. She was the only one left. Or so I thought. So now we know, we'd better find Alara and the girls." They were about to walk away from the cemetery when spiked bones shot out of the ground, stopping them in their tracks. They weren't able to move very far when faded bits of data collected around the staff and hat and formed a ghostly figure of a witch. She walked/hovered in an unstable manner in their direction, dragging her staff along and stopped in front of them, looking through glazed gray eyes.
"Hmmmm...? Who's there...?" she breathed in a ghastly tone. (think Moaning Myrtle from Harry Potter) Dae clamped a hand over Heather's mouth to keep her from screaming. (She's scared of ghosts.) The ghost swayed to and fro, looking at each of them with a blurred vision and occasionally swaying very close to one of them.
"...You look... familiar... Have I seen you...?? Or... do I know you...? Hmmm...?" she half-cooed, hovering inches away from Rouge.
"You knew me at least..." Rouge said, sighing.
"Oh...? Do I...???? Ahahahahahaha... I must have... forgotten..." she slurred, hovering an inch away from his face.
"Hmmm... Torque... no... you don't sound..." she breathed, this time hovering through Rouge to look at him from behind.
"Now I remember... Rouge, isn't it...?" she circled around him, leaving a misty trail where she went through. (Think Eris from Sinbad)
"You suddenly popped out. What gives?" now, he sounded more of the cold young mercenary he was before.
"I sensed... Elrond..." she faded out slowly and vanished but she managed to say something before she vanished completely,
"Separate the beast from its creator..."
"...What does that mean...?" Tosh folded his arms and thought when Dae spoke up.
"Separating the beast from the master... that ghost must've wanted us to prevent the master from being around the beast.
"What does that mean? What the witch said was confusing and now you're giving me a headache!" Ronfar said, scratching the back of his head.
"Oh, you mean like a puppeteer separated from his puppet?" Heather piped up.
"Exactly. With no strings attached." Dae said, smiling.
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Alara brought them all to a beach and that was when the girls were confused.
"Why did you bring us here? I can't see a thing except the open sea." Raye commented, bending down to touch the cool water. Alara folded her arms.
"You'll see in a minute." As if on cue, they heard singing. They all looked at a rock where water swirled around it and took the form of a beautiful mermaid.(Think the Watery card from Card Captor Sakura) The mermaid looked at them and smiled.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I was expecting you. Care to come over? It's too hot out here." The Water Elemental turned her back on them and raised an arm. Suddenly, a HUGE wave was formed and it swallowed all of them up, into the deep sea.
They thought they were goners but when they woke up, they were underwater, each of them surrounded by an air bubble and saw Alara conversing with Wendiene.
"How's Firenze? I heard he was injured." Alara said, sitting in mid-air. Wendiene smiled sadly and said,
"He's still unconscious. We couldn't wake him up. I just hope he's alright." Alara could see the Elemental's eyes fill with tears and decided to drop the subject.
"Anyway, I'm sure you can't give the Sphere to us just like that without a fight?" Alara inquired. Wendiene wiped her eyes and nodded.
"Okay. The three girls there will fight you." Alara turned to the three girls and motioned them to step forward.
"We'll get the water sphere from you!" Raye said, smiling. Wendiene stood from her sitting position.(how can she stand up if she has a tail instead of legs!?)
"Shall we begin?" she said quietly and a water barrier formed around her like a twister.
"Sure! Kumamon, digivolve!" Raye's digivice glowed orange and Kumamon disappeared from sight, letting a SaberLeomon standing in the bear's place.
"Wyna, I'll have to sit you out of this one. E-vie, you go ahead." Kimber said. E-vie smiled and pulled her guns out.
"My pleasure."
"Renamon, digivolve!" Jennifer's digivice glowed an icy blue and Renamon had digivolved into Taomon. (Hey, I played using Pack A in Digimon World 3 and my best digimon was my Taomon. :P)
Wendiene waved her hand in front of her once and lance-shaped water flew in their direction. At first, they thought it was just an ordinary attack but not anymore when their digimon were hit. E-vie managed to escape with only a deep gash on her left shoulder, SaberLeomon was reverted back to Kumamon due to a separating side-effect the attack gave while Taomon's right arm was blown right off her shoulder. The fox fell to her knees and soon was sprawled on the floor, blood pooling under her from where the wound was. Wendiene wasn't smiling, nor was she frowning. She just looked on with a straight face and said,
"Now you understand the true strength of the ocean?" she asked dimly, her ocean blue eyes glowing a menacing shade of blue. (If there is such colour...) Jennifer was speechless. She only managed to look at Taomon wounded, not being able to do anything when Incantemon stepped out from behind Kimber.
"That may be so. But we won't surrender until we get the Water Sphere! Recover!" a blinding white flash engulfed them and when their eye-sight was restored, Kumamon was a SaberLeomon again and Taomon's arm was where it belonged. E-vie's wound had recovered too as they all stepped in front of Wendiene, ready for battle. (Think FF9's battle system. :P)
"Very amusing. But, I'm betting that you won't even get past my pet Leviathan." She said, putting a hand on her chin. They all wore a confused look but was caught off guard when a great water dragon emerged from behind Wendiene, bringing a huge wave with it. (a wave under the ocean? Wow. O.O) It may seem to try and drown them but, the wave it brought took form of spears, piercing through them. E-vie was the first to re-appear after the attack, a water spear embedded on her thigh. She winced in pain as the salt water stung her wound.
Wendiene raised an eyebrow. She wasn't expecting anyone to survive Leviathan's attack but was shocked to see her pet dragon dissolving into bubbles as it was cut down to a number of neat pieces and looked through the bubbles to see Incantemon holding her sword and smiling triumphantly.
Before Wendiene was able to react, Taomon grabbed her huge brush from out of nowhere and a red letter appeared in mid-air as she wrote. Putting her brush away and her hands in a meditating position, she pointed at Wendiene and shouted,
"BONHITSUSEN!" Purple, fiery fox demons erupted from the letter and lunged at Wendiene, only to be stopped by the Elemental's piercing shriek which caused the barrier around her to demolish the foxes. The others smiled. Wendiene trembled, realizing what a stupid mistake she just did. Thinking quickly, she regained her composure but failed to hide how she felt.
"Wh-what's so funny?" she asked, backing away ever so slightly. E-vie grabbed her cannon and pointed it at the Elemental.
"Let's see now. We weren't able to attack you because of your annoying defense ring. Now that it's gone, let's see if we can hurt you." E-vie shot a small black bullet at her and she only had enough time to evade it, only to let the dark energy bullet graze her cheek, cutting some of her hair at the same time.
"Why are you running, Wendiene? Aren't you supposed to be fighting us?" E- vie mocked. Now something was wrong with her. Her blue eyes had turned a deep shade of purple and dark aura radiated off her. Kimber's eyes widened. She came across this situation before. But that time was because of Alara's Dark Mode controlling Rouge. Now, she had no idea what to do.
E-vie continued to shoot at the defenseless Elemental and had dispatched of SaberLeomon, Wyna as well as Taomon as if they were in their Rookie forms. She was just about to shoot at Wendiene again when another bullet intercepted the one she had just released out of the barrel of her cannon. She turned to face Alara.
"Stay out of this." She hissed. Alara stepped closer and pressed the barrel of her gun to E-vie's chin, pointing upwards. E-vie didn't budge however but instead pointed her gun at her mother with her free hand.
"You don't scare me." She said, glaring at Alara.
"I know I don't. Snap out of it, E-vie." Alara said sternly. E-vie backed away, guns still in hand and laughed.
"Snap out of what? Afraid I might get stronger than you? Ha, ha, ha, ha!!!" black, angelic wings sprouted from her back and suddenly, the feathers fell to reveal bat-like wings. Alara frowned. She didn't waste much time or movement to evade an incoming shot. Turning to Wyna, who wasn't badly injured, she yelled,
"Bring the others to shore! I'll handle her." Wyna nodded and instantly teleported all of them to shore, leaving Wendiene to protect herself since the ocean was her origin.
"Now, it's just you and me..." E-vie smirked, spreading her wings for better mobility underwater. Alara did the same, pulling both guns out of their holsters and pointing them at the younger digimon.
'I hope your side's alright, Rouge...' Alara thought to herself. Unfortunately, she was wrong.
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Rouge back-flipped away from Lars and looked down at his shirt to find claw marks where Lars had used his 'Darkness Claw' attack earlier. He didn't know what was happening. A while ago, Lars had complained that his back had hurt and before he knew it, Lars had lost it. His usually green eyes now turned red, almost like when Torque had lost control over all the data he had downloaded. Lars growled and lunged straight at Rouge and pinned him down to the ground. Lars bared his fangs at Rouge and fortunately, Rouge was able to roll sideways, now Lars was pinned down. Lars roared in anger and strained against his father's grip.
"What's gone into him?!" Tosh grabbed his digivice, Kotemon ready to digivolve anytime. Heather hid behind Dae, who was prepared for any attacks Lars might make. Rouge got off him and landed gracefully on the ground, guns in hand. Lars got off the ground, and crouched, one hand ready to grab his gun and shoot straight out.
"What's wrong with him!? He just said his back hurts and this pops up!?" Ronfar exclaimed, scratching the back of his head. Cannondramon fired, his attack hitting Lars square on his back. Cannondramon smiled and his smile disappeared when energy data bits surrounded the crouching Beelzemon and slowly, the data bits were absorbed by him. Rouge frowned and turned to the rest.
"Get back, NOW!!!!!!!" Everyone only had time to duck and just as they did so, Lars had fired a cannon blast, returning the one Cannondramon shot at him just a while ago. Cannondramon looked behind him, where the blast had made a hole right through some trees and whimpered,
"What did I do to deserve this...?" But his question went unheard when he saw a pair of black, spiked boots in front of him. He whimpered again.
"What did I ever do to you...?" he asked in a high-pitched voice. Lars growled and picked the digimon up by the neck. He was about to thrust a claw right through the digimon when someone grabbed him by the neck and slammed him down to the ground. It was Rouge. As he did so, Lars writhed in pain on the ground, all the way shouting something in an ancient digimon tongue and barely anyone understood him.
Everyone stood, feet frozen to the ground as Lars continued shouting and before Rouge could do anything to stop him, the younger digimon dug his sharp claws into Rouge's arm, drawing blood from the elder Beelzemon. Rouge's grip loosened and he growled in pain. He withdrew his arm, causing the wound to run vertically down his arm to his wrist. His black jacket had turned a darker, more menacing shade as the younger one sneered at him in a crouching stance.
"Rouge, you think we have a chance at beating him!?" Rico piped up. Rouge smiled and slowly shook his head no.
"With normal abilities, I think not. Just stay out of this. I'll handle it." He untied the scarf around his left arm and tied it around the deep wound on his upper arm where his flesh could be seen and once he finished, Lars spoke, again in an ancient language. Rouge surprised everyone. He smiled and shook his head.
"I don't have a death wish. At least not until I'm done with whoever's behind this." Lars got angry by his reply and with a mighty war cry, an intense battle began. Blows exchanged, claws digging into flesh and bullets grazing or wounding their targets. Blood was shed, angry battle cries and no one dared to step into this fierce and grueling battle.
But it ended when Rouge was caught off guard by a bullet and as he successfully evaded it, something went through his chest. Lars had driven his claws through the elder digimon. After a little while, he withdrew his claw and Rouge staggered backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Lars charged again, this time his claw found a new target which was Rouge's torso. Rouge's vision blurred and he slumped on Lars' shoulder, defeated. Slowly, he raised his right arm, which was wounded earlier and placed it on Lars' shoulder. Then he slung it over his son's shoulder and hugged him.
"...Live on for me... you hear...?" he rasped into Lars' ear and closed his eyes, drawing his final breath. Lars, who had regained himself when Rouge said his last words, found tears running down his face. Slowly withdrawing his claw, he embraced the fallen Beelzemon before him one last time before he dissolved into data. He dropped to his knees and gripped the earth below him. The rest went up to him, knowing he was back to normal.
Rico pitied his partner and clamped a hand over his shoulder.
"It's alright... It wasn't your fault." Rico patted Lars' back gently and was only able to hide his feelings when Lars dug his claws into the earth and shouted out in pain, pain of losing someone very dear to him.
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Before her very eyes, her mother broke down into data bits and entered her body, even if it was against her will to do so. Dumbfounded, she soon found herself at the beach, where everyone was waiting for her. Tears formed in the young female Beelzemon's eyes as she fell to her knees and cried. The others too, shared the same grief as they also knew what the outcome of the fierce battle was. Now that the Water Sphere was in their possession, they didn't know what to do next, as their only guide was gone but soon, they would find out that both their guides have been lost, in a miserable twist of event that they themselves don't have a clue of occurring.
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Okay, I don't plan on writing too much but I felt like it. Hope you guys like it. The following chapters would be long too, I hope. BTW, just to tell everyone, yeah. My Beelzemon, Rouge and Beelzewomon, Alara, have reached their life limits today and because of this, this would be the ending to my string of sequels. Maybe in two or more chapters, this story would end and I would put down the curtains, never to tell the tale of the Rise and Fall, of a digimon's death.
Please Review.
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Impmon: You sure sound scary today.
Shush Lars, I'm meditating!!!!! @_@
PLEASE REVIEW!!!! (As usual, check the bottom of the fic to see if anything catches your interest!)
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Rico and the others went to make camp at a clearing when they saw someone else setting up camp there. A girl around their age with long chestnut hair tied back in a neat ponytail and wearing dark clothes. A Daemon lay down on the ground next to her as she poked at the fire she had made.
"Hey. Are you... alright?" Kimber asked, walking over to her. She snapped out of her trance and looked at the red-headed girl. She blinked a couple of times before opening her mouth to say something and the only thing that came out of her mouth was;
"Are you... a human?" Kimber smiled and nodded. The girl brightened up and smiled.
"I thought you were something else..."
"Like what?" Kimber queried.
"...Necromamon or something in disguise." She said quietly. From how she just spoke to them as if they knew each other, they could tell she was very depressed. Wick, overhearing only 'Necromamon' looked at Wyna and pointed at his face as if saying 'What did I do?'
"Necromamon? Wick, did you do anything?" Rico said, looking down at the wizard close to his feet. The said wizard shook his head no vigorously and didn't stop until he felt his head spin and Rico stopping him from doing so. After a while, the girl let them set up camp around the area.
"So your Daemon was injured because of some evil digimons?" Ronfar said, bending two of his fingers to make it look like a pair of bunny ears bending to every syllabus he said. (Make a 'V' and bend it twice. My friends like doing that.) She nodded. After a moment of silence, she spoke up.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Heather. And you guys are...?" after a lot of introductions and some history lessons, the Daemon next to her stirred from the noises they were making.
"...Heather... Keep it down...! I wanna... sleep..." the demon murmured and quickly, Heather turned her attention to it. Wyna looked over the girl's shoulder and said,
"What hit him? Looks like curse scars to me." The sorceress said, trying to get a better view of the demon. Heather nodded slowly and Wyna laughed.
"Why didn't you say so?! I may be a Witchmon but that doesn't mean I lost my touch in healing!" she said and walked over to Daemon's side.
"Okay cutie, what's your name?" she cooed, looking at the demon. She could see him sweatdropping and sense a wave of jealousy coming from Wick.
"D-Dae..." he stammered, feeling quite uneasy. She put a hand to her chin and shrugged and proceeded to cast a curing spell especially for curse scars. But, the only drawback was, the wounded must rest for at least 8 hours...
"There." She said, wiping off some sweat from her brow. She looked over her shoulder where the rest were still waiting for some people.
"They're late..." Ronfar whined, picking up a pebble and tossing it on Kumamon's head for fun, earning a smack on the head from Raye who had picked up a thick stick earlier on.
"Ow! What was that for!?" he said, rubbing his aching head.
"Did I ever do anything to your digimon? No? Good! Then leave Kumamon alone!" Raye said as she retreated to her seat across Heather.
"Are they always like that?" Heather whispered to Kimber. Smiling, the red- head nodded.
"Always." She said and as if on cue, two digimon appeared, both scratched and one even bleeding from the arm.
"Yo." Rouge greeted, waving at them. Kimber stood up and pounced on him.
"What took you!?" Rouge winced. She shouted in front of his ear! He pried her off him and set her down on the ground.
"You have no idea what we've been doing..." he said in an exhausted tone and sighed. He sat down and pulled some small orbs (think the size of poke' balls.) out of his pants' pockets and jacket pocket. Alara did the same. The others gaped. The crickets chirped. The... hey, I suddenly feel like a sucker...
"Let's see... Ice, check. Wind, check. Thunder, check. Earth, check. Light, check. Dark, check. That's from us. How's your luck?" the elder Beelzemon said, looking at them. Rico pulled one he picked up earlier and tossed it over to Rouge. Rouge raised an eyebrow, looked at the orb and back at the kids and back again. They were expecting something when he suddenly shouted,
"That's it!?!?!? Only the Fire Sphere!?" They all did a double-take and slowly nodded. Rouge turned chibi and sighed,
"Great... we worked non-stop today going around practically circling the whole of the digi-world, hoping you'd get to at least Wendiene and... this happens..." chibi Rouge sighed again and Alara whacked him upside the head.
"They did their best. Exactly how far do you think they could go for now? All I know, you yourself couldn't get to Wendiene's area."
"Whoa! Hold the phone! Who's Wendiene?" Tosh said, stopping the two adult digimons. They both looked at him and Alara cleared her throat.
"Wendiene is the Water Elemental. She is also known as the Water Angel for her grace and strength. But what I know very well is that boys shouldn't come." She said, hands on her hip. The boys, (except Rouge, who was looking quite embarrassed...) cocked their heads.
"Why?" Lars asked, looking at his mom. She looked at him and folded her arms.
"The main reason is because she can entice other digimon or even people. She may be an angel but let's not forget that she's also a 'siren'." Alara finished, sitting down next to Rouge.
"Great... so, what're we supposed to do?" Rico asked, throwing the stick he was holding into the fire.
"Hm... what say we go to the Black Cemetery? I remember we have to do something there." Rouge said, and suddenly noticed the missing member.
"...Where's that girl who were with you guys?" he pointed at Bee, Black and Lucifer. They both looked at each other and looked at the former rouge digimon.
"When we finished Flame Lord off, she got sucked in the portal and..."
"She turned out to be a lucky girl and landed in the Sacred Sanctuary. The end. ...Am I right?" he said, giving a wry smile at them. They raised an eyebrow and Lucifer piped up.
"How'd you know?" Rouge gave him a blank look.
"What? I was right?" they all did an anime fall. And from how he was behaving, Alara had a bad feeling.
"Oh well, we have to go now. Oh and by the way Heather, its best if you go with Rouge. Daemon is male, correct?" Heather nodded and Alara smiled.
"Rouge, a word with you for a minute. And all of you, light's out. For all we know, someone's spying on us. Good night." She said and as she left the area, Rouge close behind her, the others exchanged strange glances. Strangely, Lars felt his heart break. For a minute, his vision blurred and only crimson filled his vision and as he regained his normal self again, he found it a bit difficult to breathe. What's with all these things...? A few minutes later, when everyone was sleeping, the young Beelzemon went to where his parents went. Just as he thought, they were near a cliff. His father was looking down from where he stood and his mother was right next to him, sitting with her legs dangling off the cliff. He was barely able to listen to anything they said but managed to anyway. And he thought he saw his father smiling.
"Alara... it was just a dream. How can you tell if I'm going to disappear again? Didn't I tell you before I wouldn't let that happen?" Alara shook her head.
"I know because I saw it! I mastered a technique called Future Sight and since it can only be used once, I saw everything! I know I'm not supposed to tell you this but please... once is enough... a second would make things worse..." she said, tears forming in her eyes. Rouge kept silent for a while and sat down.
"...To tell you the truth, I know too. Listen, I can't promise you anything but I just want you to know that whatever happens, I just want to make sure you're safe. That's all." He said, pulling her closer to him.
"But not to the extent of giving away your life!" she cried into his shoulder, gripping the leather jacket he wore.
"...Tell me. What was the reason I gave you when I went to the Phoenix Palace and battled Zhuqiaomon for his help? And what kind of help did he give me?" she remembered that time. She was badly wounded by Imperialdramon to the extent of dying and the only mon who could help them was Zhuqiaomon. And because Imperialdramon's capabilities of damaging a digimon was great and that they were running out of time, plus the fact Rouge had told Zhuqiaomon he would give his life to save her, Zhuqiaomon extracted half of Rouge's life and put it in Alara's in order to revive her. Of course, because of that, Rouge became weaker and that was when Machinedramon caught him.
"A type of help that would kill those who asked for his help." She said bitterly. Rouge smiled and sighed.
"No. He helped me greatly. Believe me for all I know, I had nothing in mind than the thought of saving you." As he said that, she cried harder and he whispered something into her ear Lars couldn't hear.
"I did it because I love you, Alara..."
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In the Crimson Fortress, Neo Crimson was seen walking down the empty corridors of the Castle, pacing to his heart's content. No sound was present except for the sounds of his heels. He looked up at an embedded figure of a Crimson Noble stuck to the wall with a look of pain on its stone face. One hand was extended from the wall, as if trying to grasp something, only to be stopped short by its petrified state. The young Noble dropped his gaze to the floor and gritted his teeth, clenching his hands into fists until his nails dug into the palm of his hands. Without him noticing, blood had seeped out of the cuts his nails had made and slowly, one by one, drops of his blood dripped onto the floor to form a small puddle. He felt guilty. Very guilty. He didn't know how he had not been a survivor of the chaotic time. All the Nobles were changing into wild beasts, one by one losing their consciousness and sanity altogether. Across of where many stoned figures were embedded to the wall, a black shield was hung on the wall. There were two holes on the shield and one was right next to the shield in the shape of a sword.
"Why...? Why must this happen to my clan...?" he said, suddenly noticing his wet hands. He looked at his right hand and then at his left. His left hand dropped to his side while his right was pressed to his forehead as he recalled the bloody event. Memories flashed before his very eyes as he ran his hand down to the side of his face, staining it red with his blood. He wondered how Zedomon appeared in the middle of the chaos-struck castle and how the silver deva knew of his ability to seal digimon. He knew almost nothing back then. Because Nobles were born Megas and in their gijinka forms, he was but as young as a 5 year-old human.
//Flashback//
A very young Neo was sitting in one corner of the palace, having born only a few days ago and looked at everyone. Some were attacking each other and some were even killed. Now knowing what was happening around him, the young Noble blinked his large red eyes and looked up at the looming figure of an adult Noble, his claws stained red from his prey's blood.
"...Father...?" he said, hoping the elder Noble would tell him something of what was happening. Instead, the adult raised his claw, ready to swipe it at him and before he knew it, someone pulled him out of the way. He looked up and saw a silver-clad digimon.
"Are you alright?" he nodded and before he knew it, he was standing in front of the main entrance, sealing away his own clan. Roars and screams filled the room, slowly pushing them away from the two. At the last minute, one of them, his father, extended his hand at him and he thought he heard the Noble call him. The sounds faded away and soon, the Nobles were no more, sealed away as petrified figures embedded to the wall of their own palace. After that, he couldn't remember anything.
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"...Ever since then, you took care of me." Neo said, to no one in particular if someone saw him saying it. Suddenly, there was a silver light right behind him and Zedomon appeared out of it. The silver digimon behind him nodded.
"I had no choice. Besides, it's just not me to just let a defenseless little digimon out on his own. Especially those who no nothing of their own abilities." Zedomon smiled, raising an eyebrow at Neo in a 'catch-my-drift' gesture. Neo sighed.
"Besides, who would've known the one I raised turned out to be a real cute one." Neo blushed at the statement. Zedomon looked around at the fortress. Smiling and nodding, he turned to Neo with a playful look on his face.
"Neo, give me a hug." He made a space between him and Neo and Neo gave a confused look, turning very red. Since he didn't make a move, Zedomon stepped up closer to the younger digimon.
"W-why...?" Zedomon bent a bit so that he would be the same height as Neo and wrapped his arms around the younger digimon's slim waist and whispered in a playful tone,
"Hm... You've been working out pretty hard. Nice..." he really liked teasing him! He finally let go of Neo Crimson and Zedomon had a triumphant look on his face. One hand was on his hip and the other held a red knife. Not just any knife, Neo's knife. Neo turned red with anger and embarrassment and made to grab the knife from Zedomon's grip when Zedomon grabbed his wrist and made him open his palm. Blood still flowed out of the wounds.
"And this is one reason why I tell you not to keep claws..."
"I DON'T have claws!" Neo protested. Zedomon raised an eyebrow.
"Clip your nails then." Zedomon brought the younger digimon's palm close to his lips and muttered something under his breath. Silver threads suddenly appeared, circling around his palm, moving to Neo's and down to his wrists where they vanished. Neo pulled his hand away from Zedomon's grip and looked at his palm. The cuts were gone. But one thing which got him boiling was the fact that Zedomon still has his knife! His favorite knife, at that!
"Give it back, Zedomon!" he extended a hand, demanding his knife back but Zedomon wasn't where he was a second ago. Then he felt something wiping his blood-stained cheek. And there was Zedomon, holding Neo's knife against the Noble's neck. Should he move, he's done for.
"Wash your face. Blood doesn't suit you, nor does it my taste." He whispered in Neo's ear before giving the knife back and moving towards the wall. Neo wiped his cheek with his sleeve.
"I can't believe you licked me..." Neo said, giving a grossed out face and glared at Zedomon who in return, winked at him.
"You never know what I can do with just a little of your blood." Suddenly, Neo Crimson felt a strong wave of magic wash over him and it felt like his head was about to explode. He clutched his head, in a vain attempt of trying to stop it and before Zedomon could step any closer, Neo Crimson held a hand in front of him, a red orb forming in it. It took shape of a cannon and where it was pointed was directly at Zedomon's heart.
"Neo, what's wrong?" Zedomon could only ask. If he moved, he might as well kiss the world goodbye. Neo Crimson looked up, crying and one hand still clutching his head, eyes glowing a menacing amber. Then, he cried in between sobs,
"Make it stop... MAKE IT STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He fired his cannon randomly everywhere around the castle, almost destroying everything. Zedomon took this chance to get to Neo. Dodging all the lasers emitted from the cannon his companion held. Once he was close enough, he grabbed both Neo's arms and pinned him to the wall, writhing in pain.
"Neo, listen to me, LISTEN TO ME, DAMN IT!!" he practically screamed at the Noble but, Neo still wouldn't stop. The young Noble was crying freely now as shrieking sounds caused by collision of strong magic waves ran past his head as if he were a medium of some sort. Finally, he couldn't take it. With a final agonized shriek, Neo Crimson fell unconscious. But before he fell to the ground, Zedomon caught him. He closed his eyes and placed his palm over Neo's forehead. Concentrating, he heard and felt what Neo did. Indeed, it hurt. Painful emotions rushed through him, screeches of magic 'friction' repeating itself in his head and when he had enough, he withdrew his hand, panting heavily and shaking his head with a look of horror.
"No... this can't be... If Neo is 'that thing', I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to save this world..." Zedomon frowned and closed his eyes once more before teleporting away from the half-trashed castle.
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The next morning, the girls went with Alara to Wendiene's area while the boys, including Heather followed Rouge to the Black Cemetery. At the boys' place, as expected, it was very dark. Wick used a light spell called Flash to light the area and there, they found out about something very important. Rouge's eyes widened when he saw a witch's staff with the hat hung on it and on a stone tablet, some words were engraved. They were dusty, showing that they were engraved there quite a long time ago. Rouge knelt down and brushed the dust away.
"What is it Rouge? Found anything?" Rico walked up to the Beelzemon and he thought he heard the digimon mutter angrily,
"...Tricked..."
"What?" Rico asked. Rouge turned on his heel and crushed the stone tablet which he grasped in his claws.
"We've been tricked!!"
"What do you mean? I don't get you." Rico said, looking at the elder digimon.
"Listen, a Witchmon worked for my father before. She was a close friend of ours, grouchy at times but okay otherwise... And besides, she's not wicked enough to use any of the spells you told me like that shadow spell 'Jaque Rue'. And it said in the tablet she was killed when we were headed to Machinedramon's castle before." Rouge said through gritted teeth. Everyone was shocked.
"Hey, hey, how would you know? For all we know, maybe she killed another Witchmon or something." Ronfar said, hands behind his head. Rouge grabbed the hat that was hung on the staff and showed it to them.
"This is proof enough for me." He said. The rest raised an eyebrow and Rouge sighed.
"Do you see a black band around this hat?" he asked, putting the hat back where it belonged. Then, they remembered. The other Witchmon had a black band around her hat!
"But, how can you be sure she's the Witchmon you know?" Lars asked.
"...I demolished the rest of the Black Waltzes without a trace. She was the only one left. Or so I thought. So now we know, we'd better find Alara and the girls." They were about to walk away from the cemetery when spiked bones shot out of the ground, stopping them in their tracks. They weren't able to move very far when faded bits of data collected around the staff and hat and formed a ghostly figure of a witch. She walked/hovered in an unstable manner in their direction, dragging her staff along and stopped in front of them, looking through glazed gray eyes.
"Hmmmm...? Who's there...?" she breathed in a ghastly tone. (think Moaning Myrtle from Harry Potter) Dae clamped a hand over Heather's mouth to keep her from screaming. (She's scared of ghosts.) The ghost swayed to and fro, looking at each of them with a blurred vision and occasionally swaying very close to one of them.
"...You look... familiar... Have I seen you...?? Or... do I know you...? Hmmm...?" she half-cooed, hovering inches away from Rouge.
"You knew me at least..." Rouge said, sighing.
"Oh...? Do I...???? Ahahahahahaha... I must have... forgotten..." she slurred, hovering an inch away from his face.
"Hmmm... Torque... no... you don't sound..." she breathed, this time hovering through Rouge to look at him from behind.
"Now I remember... Rouge, isn't it...?" she circled around him, leaving a misty trail where she went through. (Think Eris from Sinbad)
"You suddenly popped out. What gives?" now, he sounded more of the cold young mercenary he was before.
"I sensed... Elrond..." she faded out slowly and vanished but she managed to say something before she vanished completely,
"Separate the beast from its creator..."
"...What does that mean...?" Tosh folded his arms and thought when Dae spoke up.
"Separating the beast from the master... that ghost must've wanted us to prevent the master from being around the beast.
"What does that mean? What the witch said was confusing and now you're giving me a headache!" Ronfar said, scratching the back of his head.
"Oh, you mean like a puppeteer separated from his puppet?" Heather piped up.
"Exactly. With no strings attached." Dae said, smiling.
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Alara brought them all to a beach and that was when the girls were confused.
"Why did you bring us here? I can't see a thing except the open sea." Raye commented, bending down to touch the cool water. Alara folded her arms.
"You'll see in a minute." As if on cue, they heard singing. They all looked at a rock where water swirled around it and took the form of a beautiful mermaid.(Think the Watery card from Card Captor Sakura) The mermaid looked at them and smiled.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I was expecting you. Care to come over? It's too hot out here." The Water Elemental turned her back on them and raised an arm. Suddenly, a HUGE wave was formed and it swallowed all of them up, into the deep sea.
They thought they were goners but when they woke up, they were underwater, each of them surrounded by an air bubble and saw Alara conversing with Wendiene.
"How's Firenze? I heard he was injured." Alara said, sitting in mid-air. Wendiene smiled sadly and said,
"He's still unconscious. We couldn't wake him up. I just hope he's alright." Alara could see the Elemental's eyes fill with tears and decided to drop the subject.
"Anyway, I'm sure you can't give the Sphere to us just like that without a fight?" Alara inquired. Wendiene wiped her eyes and nodded.
"Okay. The three girls there will fight you." Alara turned to the three girls and motioned them to step forward.
"We'll get the water sphere from you!" Raye said, smiling. Wendiene stood from her sitting position.(how can she stand up if she has a tail instead of legs!?)
"Shall we begin?" she said quietly and a water barrier formed around her like a twister.
"Sure! Kumamon, digivolve!" Raye's digivice glowed orange and Kumamon disappeared from sight, letting a SaberLeomon standing in the bear's place.
"Wyna, I'll have to sit you out of this one. E-vie, you go ahead." Kimber said. E-vie smiled and pulled her guns out.
"My pleasure."
"Renamon, digivolve!" Jennifer's digivice glowed an icy blue and Renamon had digivolved into Taomon. (Hey, I played using Pack A in Digimon World 3 and my best digimon was my Taomon. :P)
Wendiene waved her hand in front of her once and lance-shaped water flew in their direction. At first, they thought it was just an ordinary attack but not anymore when their digimon were hit. E-vie managed to escape with only a deep gash on her left shoulder, SaberLeomon was reverted back to Kumamon due to a separating side-effect the attack gave while Taomon's right arm was blown right off her shoulder. The fox fell to her knees and soon was sprawled on the floor, blood pooling under her from where the wound was. Wendiene wasn't smiling, nor was she frowning. She just looked on with a straight face and said,
"Now you understand the true strength of the ocean?" she asked dimly, her ocean blue eyes glowing a menacing shade of blue. (If there is such colour...) Jennifer was speechless. She only managed to look at Taomon wounded, not being able to do anything when Incantemon stepped out from behind Kimber.
"That may be so. But we won't surrender until we get the Water Sphere! Recover!" a blinding white flash engulfed them and when their eye-sight was restored, Kumamon was a SaberLeomon again and Taomon's arm was where it belonged. E-vie's wound had recovered too as they all stepped in front of Wendiene, ready for battle. (Think FF9's battle system. :P)
"Very amusing. But, I'm betting that you won't even get past my pet Leviathan." She said, putting a hand on her chin. They all wore a confused look but was caught off guard when a great water dragon emerged from behind Wendiene, bringing a huge wave with it. (a wave under the ocean? Wow. O.O) It may seem to try and drown them but, the wave it brought took form of spears, piercing through them. E-vie was the first to re-appear after the attack, a water spear embedded on her thigh. She winced in pain as the salt water stung her wound.
Wendiene raised an eyebrow. She wasn't expecting anyone to survive Leviathan's attack but was shocked to see her pet dragon dissolving into bubbles as it was cut down to a number of neat pieces and looked through the bubbles to see Incantemon holding her sword and smiling triumphantly.
Before Wendiene was able to react, Taomon grabbed her huge brush from out of nowhere and a red letter appeared in mid-air as she wrote. Putting her brush away and her hands in a meditating position, she pointed at Wendiene and shouted,
"BONHITSUSEN!" Purple, fiery fox demons erupted from the letter and lunged at Wendiene, only to be stopped by the Elemental's piercing shriek which caused the barrier around her to demolish the foxes. The others smiled. Wendiene trembled, realizing what a stupid mistake she just did. Thinking quickly, she regained her composure but failed to hide how she felt.
"Wh-what's so funny?" she asked, backing away ever so slightly. E-vie grabbed her cannon and pointed it at the Elemental.
"Let's see now. We weren't able to attack you because of your annoying defense ring. Now that it's gone, let's see if we can hurt you." E-vie shot a small black bullet at her and she only had enough time to evade it, only to let the dark energy bullet graze her cheek, cutting some of her hair at the same time.
"Why are you running, Wendiene? Aren't you supposed to be fighting us?" E- vie mocked. Now something was wrong with her. Her blue eyes had turned a deep shade of purple and dark aura radiated off her. Kimber's eyes widened. She came across this situation before. But that time was because of Alara's Dark Mode controlling Rouge. Now, she had no idea what to do.
E-vie continued to shoot at the defenseless Elemental and had dispatched of SaberLeomon, Wyna as well as Taomon as if they were in their Rookie forms. She was just about to shoot at Wendiene again when another bullet intercepted the one she had just released out of the barrel of her cannon. She turned to face Alara.
"Stay out of this." She hissed. Alara stepped closer and pressed the barrel of her gun to E-vie's chin, pointing upwards. E-vie didn't budge however but instead pointed her gun at her mother with her free hand.
"You don't scare me." She said, glaring at Alara.
"I know I don't. Snap out of it, E-vie." Alara said sternly. E-vie backed away, guns still in hand and laughed.
"Snap out of what? Afraid I might get stronger than you? Ha, ha, ha, ha!!!" black, angelic wings sprouted from her back and suddenly, the feathers fell to reveal bat-like wings. Alara frowned. She didn't waste much time or movement to evade an incoming shot. Turning to Wyna, who wasn't badly injured, she yelled,
"Bring the others to shore! I'll handle her." Wyna nodded and instantly teleported all of them to shore, leaving Wendiene to protect herself since the ocean was her origin.
"Now, it's just you and me..." E-vie smirked, spreading her wings for better mobility underwater. Alara did the same, pulling both guns out of their holsters and pointing them at the younger digimon.
'I hope your side's alright, Rouge...' Alara thought to herself. Unfortunately, she was wrong.
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Rouge back-flipped away from Lars and looked down at his shirt to find claw marks where Lars had used his 'Darkness Claw' attack earlier. He didn't know what was happening. A while ago, Lars had complained that his back had hurt and before he knew it, Lars had lost it. His usually green eyes now turned red, almost like when Torque had lost control over all the data he had downloaded. Lars growled and lunged straight at Rouge and pinned him down to the ground. Lars bared his fangs at Rouge and fortunately, Rouge was able to roll sideways, now Lars was pinned down. Lars roared in anger and strained against his father's grip.
"What's gone into him?!" Tosh grabbed his digivice, Kotemon ready to digivolve anytime. Heather hid behind Dae, who was prepared for any attacks Lars might make. Rouge got off him and landed gracefully on the ground, guns in hand. Lars got off the ground, and crouched, one hand ready to grab his gun and shoot straight out.
"What's wrong with him!? He just said his back hurts and this pops up!?" Ronfar exclaimed, scratching the back of his head. Cannondramon fired, his attack hitting Lars square on his back. Cannondramon smiled and his smile disappeared when energy data bits surrounded the crouching Beelzemon and slowly, the data bits were absorbed by him. Rouge frowned and turned to the rest.
"Get back, NOW!!!!!!!" Everyone only had time to duck and just as they did so, Lars had fired a cannon blast, returning the one Cannondramon shot at him just a while ago. Cannondramon looked behind him, where the blast had made a hole right through some trees and whimpered,
"What did I do to deserve this...?" But his question went unheard when he saw a pair of black, spiked boots in front of him. He whimpered again.
"What did I ever do to you...?" he asked in a high-pitched voice. Lars growled and picked the digimon up by the neck. He was about to thrust a claw right through the digimon when someone grabbed him by the neck and slammed him down to the ground. It was Rouge. As he did so, Lars writhed in pain on the ground, all the way shouting something in an ancient digimon tongue and barely anyone understood him.
Everyone stood, feet frozen to the ground as Lars continued shouting and before Rouge could do anything to stop him, the younger digimon dug his sharp claws into Rouge's arm, drawing blood from the elder Beelzemon. Rouge's grip loosened and he growled in pain. He withdrew his arm, causing the wound to run vertically down his arm to his wrist. His black jacket had turned a darker, more menacing shade as the younger one sneered at him in a crouching stance.
"Rouge, you think we have a chance at beating him!?" Rico piped up. Rouge smiled and slowly shook his head no.
"With normal abilities, I think not. Just stay out of this. I'll handle it." He untied the scarf around his left arm and tied it around the deep wound on his upper arm where his flesh could be seen and once he finished, Lars spoke, again in an ancient language. Rouge surprised everyone. He smiled and shook his head.
"I don't have a death wish. At least not until I'm done with whoever's behind this." Lars got angry by his reply and with a mighty war cry, an intense battle began. Blows exchanged, claws digging into flesh and bullets grazing or wounding their targets. Blood was shed, angry battle cries and no one dared to step into this fierce and grueling battle.
But it ended when Rouge was caught off guard by a bullet and as he successfully evaded it, something went through his chest. Lars had driven his claws through the elder digimon. After a little while, he withdrew his claw and Rouge staggered backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Lars charged again, this time his claw found a new target which was Rouge's torso. Rouge's vision blurred and he slumped on Lars' shoulder, defeated. Slowly, he raised his right arm, which was wounded earlier and placed it on Lars' shoulder. Then he slung it over his son's shoulder and hugged him.
"...Live on for me... you hear...?" he rasped into Lars' ear and closed his eyes, drawing his final breath. Lars, who had regained himself when Rouge said his last words, found tears running down his face. Slowly withdrawing his claw, he embraced the fallen Beelzemon before him one last time before he dissolved into data. He dropped to his knees and gripped the earth below him. The rest went up to him, knowing he was back to normal.
Rico pitied his partner and clamped a hand over his shoulder.
"It's alright... It wasn't your fault." Rico patted Lars' back gently and was only able to hide his feelings when Lars dug his claws into the earth and shouted out in pain, pain of losing someone very dear to him.
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Before her very eyes, her mother broke down into data bits and entered her body, even if it was against her will to do so. Dumbfounded, she soon found herself at the beach, where everyone was waiting for her. Tears formed in the young female Beelzemon's eyes as she fell to her knees and cried. The others too, shared the same grief as they also knew what the outcome of the fierce battle was. Now that the Water Sphere was in their possession, they didn't know what to do next, as their only guide was gone but soon, they would find out that both their guides have been lost, in a miserable twist of event that they themselves don't have a clue of occurring.
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Okay, I don't plan on writing too much but I felt like it. Hope you guys like it. The following chapters would be long too, I hope. BTW, just to tell everyone, yeah. My Beelzemon, Rouge and Beelzewomon, Alara, have reached their life limits today and because of this, this would be the ending to my string of sequels. Maybe in two or more chapters, this story would end and I would put down the curtains, never to tell the tale of the Rise and Fall, of a digimon's death.
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Impmon: You sure sound scary today.
Shush Lars, I'm meditating!!!!! @_@