After so much warfare, so much bloodshed, and so many trying to break them apart... It seemed the bond between Takeru and Sora was unstoppable, that they were as destined for each other as so many thought Takeru and Hikari were, as if their whole lives were leading up to these past few events... And now, even after a horrible, horrible battle, and even as Angemon's sorrow grew so vast it seemed his life itself was hanging by a thread... At least now, Takeru and Sora would be left alone, they'd be given the chance for their love to develop, finally having the chance to simply be overflowing with joy at being in each other's mere presence...
"Takeru-kun, come quick!" Sora yelled, beginning to drag the bearer of hope off...
"C'mon, Sora-chan, this isn't like you!" Takeru shot back playfully, but soon he saw it, soon it appeared...
It didn't seem like much at first, just a lot of flowers, but... "Look at how they're arranged!" Sora yelled, in an oddly genki mood...
"I see... Sora-chan, thanks so much for this... It's quite well done..." Takeru said happily, looking on the floral patterns... A stylized version of a Devimon on the ground, limbs out of position, and up on the walls, twin shapes of Garudamon and Angemon, standing victorious side by side... "I only wish this could come true..." Takeru said sadly, and looking up, asked "How long were you working on this?"
"Quite some time..." Sora admitted... "But I don't regret doing this... If even for an instant, if it could make you forget about this war and finally be happy, I'd work on this for ten times as long...
"Sora-chan..." Takeru said sympathetically, finally realizing the exact depths of the bearer of love's feelings for him, and then shook his head... "It's okay... As long as I'm with you, it's like Devimon was never revived..."
"Takeru..." Sora replied, gazing into his azure eyes... "I'm glad..."
The blonde-haired bishounen pressed his lips against Sora's, and it seemed for a time that all was right in the world... But it is said that nothing lasts forever, that darkness always returns... Still, it seemed that eternal love was possible for now, that a love as strong as that between Miaka and Tamahome, or Yukino and Soichiro could exist outside of shoujo manga...
"Ai shiteru, Takeru-kun..." Sora said lovingly, finally pulling away from the kiss...
"I feel the same way..." Takeru replied, seeming to forget about Devimon entirely as his hair swept across his face... "I wish time would just stop now, that we could stay this way forever..."
"Me too... Let's pray that Devimon's evil never returns, that Factorial Fortress will never be attacked again..." Sora responded hopefully, but their reverie was quickly cut short by a quickly shaking ground...
"Earthquakes, here?" Takeru asked... "I thought they were smarter in choosing a site..."
"That's no earthquake..." Piyomon yelled the pink bird flying fearfully into the room. "It's a Drimogemon!"
"They've been able to get Drimogemon into the city? Right, we're almost defenseless against an underground attack!" Takeru yelled, beating his head for not realizing this huge gap in their defenses... "Let's go, we have to stop them!"
"Right." Sora responded, waiting for Piyomon to fly out the window, and then holding up her digivice...
"Piyomon shinka! Birdramon! Birdramon shinka! Garudamon!" The pink chocobo turned first into a somewhat saurian phoenix, then into a towering humanoid firebird warrior... "Shadow wing!"
The three attacking Drimogemon were instantaneously annihilated...
"That was easy..." Sora commented, thinking on how Takeru didn't even have to fight...
"Too easy... It's a diversion, the real attack's elsewhere!" He yelled out fearfully, but as for where, he knew not... Not until the command structure toppled, not until Andromon had no more methods of relaying his orders... But through the fog of war, there was one sight he could not forget, a Tentomon fighting bravely against the oncoming onslaught...
"Koushirou? Koushirou, is that you?" Takeru asked, wondering if among the mist, smoke, and darkness of so many attacks, a fellow chosen stood...
"Yeah, it's me..." Koushirou responded, with the sort of "Intensely emotional answer" one usually expects of the computer user... But this time, this time his focus was not on computers, not on manipulating the digital world's coding, not on anything like that... His focus was merely on directing Tentomon using nothing more then sheer eyesight, hoping it wouldn't happen again... But as Takeru looked onward at Koushirou's bond with his digimon, the digimon Takeru had gained as his partner flew down to assist him, albeit with words that would seem better placed in the mouth of Kenshin Himura then in his own...
"For what I've done... For all the suffering I've brought on you... This is all I can do to repent... Heaven's Knuckle!" Angemon said sadly, firing a blast of light into the melee, and sending Demon himself flying back... But then he emerged, not the cloaked form they had known, but a monster said to be the strongest of all dark digimon... No longer just a cloaked figure, content to give orders, but a blue beast with purplish wings that brought sheer horror...
And so the battle began, as Takeru remembered a similar battle 6 years ago... Similar, but this time Angemon was even more outmatched...
"Live! Please, Angemon, don't get yourself killed!" Takeru cried out, but the bishounen would not respond, instead facing the evil with a sharp look on his face...
"No... Not again, I can't lose you to evil again!" Takeru said, weeping, and leaped out in front of his digimon, as Sora looked onward, feeling the very same way Takeru had so recently, finally understanding the ultimate fear of the one she loved, and hoping it was not too late... And so she called for Garudamon to join in the fighting, and her talons raked across the nightmare soldier's face...
But then the heavens quaked, the ground shuttered, and for the first time in so many years, it happened...
"Chaos Flare..."