I don't Own Digimon

The Fairy's Choreography

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Amy awoke to the sound of a soft clank in the back of her head. The girl blinked and looked down at the little red skirt around her waist. She sniffed heavily trying to push air through her clogged nose. Her head felt like it was trying to explode. Her arms were achy and her eyes burned. All the while a soft clanking persisted in the back of her head.

Clank.

Clank.

"OK STOP IT!" growled Amy in a stuffed up voice. She blinked. She looked woozily around her surroundings. She was in a ten by twenty foot room with bars over the front door. She looked back; there was a little window, also with black bars on it. A little dagger clanked on the bars every now and then. Amy ran over to the window and then dragged a small chair that also occupied her room over and stood on it to look out the window. "Penguinmon…"

"Amy!" yelped the bird. "How are you?"

"My nose feels like there is a tomato in it," mumbled Amy quietly. Her eyes were puffy and she coughed. "Why do I always have to be the sick one…?"

"I don't know…" the bird looked around. "If I could digivolve I'd have you out of that cell in no time."

"You haven't eaten…" murmured the girl softly, "and you took a beating in Alpine Tundra."

"I know and the others are all captured," said Penguinmon, "well so to speak."

"What do you mean, 'so to speak'?" asked Amy with a hoarse voice.

"They are dancing in a corral on the edge of town," replied Penguinmon. The bird grimaced. "I have to help you out…"

There was a sound in the background and Amy blanched. "I have to go something is coming!" Amy leapt off of her chair and oozed to the bed where she flopped on the mattress.

Two Floramon danced up to the bars. "Who are you talking to human!?" grumbled the two flowers.

"Uh…" Amy looked around. "I think I'm delirious, with allergies…"

The two flowers looked at each other. "Eh, as long as you're not talking to anyone trying to help you escape…" The flowers turned and danced away.

"No, of course not…" grumbled Amy as she scrambled to the chair and looked out the window. Penguinmon had another ice dagger in her hand and launched it up and it clanked against the metal bars. Amy fell backwards in surprise and crashed on the ground. Amy growled angrily and put her hands on the ground and huffed. She was prepared to jump up and scream, when her tag started to glow. Amy blinked and looked down. The floor of the prison was completely covered by a giant painting of a pink tear drop. Amy lowered the glowing tag to the throbbing floor. Suddenly the floor shrunk down and a pink burst washed through the soil. A large underground tunnel appeared where the tear drop had been. Amy gasped.

"What's going on in there!?" yelped the sound of the Floramon.

"I'm out of here," rasped Amy as she ran down the steps. The tunnel was dark and if Amy could smell, it would've smelled like clay. There was a glow of white suggesting an opening and she ran towards it.

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She put her head up above the ground. She was right outside a clay building. Penguinmon was a couple of feet away looking absolutely astonished. She looked up at the bars on the window of the mud building.

"WHERE DID SHE GO!" growled an unfriendly voice from within the prison.

"I don't know…I guess it was this trap door," yelped the voices of the Floramon.

"Fools!" growled the voice. "Cactus Bat!" there was an orange burst and the sound of the two Floramon screaming in fear.

"We have to get out of here…" whispered Penguinmon.

"I heard that!" growled the voice. Amy shot a glare at Penguinmon. Penguinmon mouthed 'I'm sorry'. There was a growl. "Tequila Punch!" The wall of the jail thumped and cracks formed in all directions from the sound of the thump. Penguinmon ran over in front of Amy. "Tequila Punch!" the wall exploded forward. As the dust settled a cactus like digimon hovered forward.

"Ponchomon!" yelped Penguinmon as she took up a defensive stance in front of Amy.

"He looks like some sort of mutant cactus Bakemon, with a strange clichéd Mexican fashion fetish…" Amy said as she watched the cactus ghost in the brown poncho and floppy sombrero glided forward. His red gloved, spiked leather wrapped fists were held up in a blocking fashion.

"Ice Prism!" Penguinmon threw her ice dagger towards the cactus ghost. The cactus punched the dagger and it exploded.

"Heh, you may have escaped my prison but you haven't escaped me!" Ponchomon glided forward. "Tequila Punch!" Before the fist could strike the blue bird; Amy pushed Penguinmon out of the way and felt the spikes sting her side.

"No…Amy why?" yelped the penguin as she leapt on top of the girl.

"Because she's a fool!" growled Ponchomon as he loomed over the two.

"I had to help you after hurting your feelings…I really do like you, Penguinmon," whispered Amy. "Sure the toughing it isn't my thing but giving you up isn't an option."

Penguinmon felt something fill her. It was like a gallon of warm honey. It was warm and soothing. She felt her wings strengthening. Penguinmon looked up.

"Penguinmon digivolve to Saberdramon!" The black raven flashed her wings slapping Ponchomon out of the alley.

The black bird glided upwards and circled over the alley to make sure that Amy was safe where she was.

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"You took the hit for your digimon, yep, yep," said a small, cute, somewhat buzzy voice. Amy looked up. Two little black eyes were looking at her. "Why did you do that?"

"Be-because…I couldn't let Penguinmon get hurt. After all I said she still came back and tried to save me…," whispered Amy. A reflex drew her fingers to her burning side.

"Don't worry, I put some healing herbs on your wounds, the wounds are closed up, yes they are!" chirped the little being in front of her. He was wearing a black cowboy shirt and chaps and a ten gallon hat and a bandana that hid his face. "You think you saved your digimon? Well, what about your friends? Hmm?"

"What do you mean?" Amy blinked. She looked at the odd little round creature in front of her.

"Your friends will be dancing to their doom soon, yep, yep," chirped the digimon as it hopped away.

"Hey, little thing!" yelped Amy as she ran slowly after it.

"This way, this way!" called the little creature as it bounced off. A large shadow flew over her head. She looked up. Saberdramon was flying over.

"Cactus Bat!" orange bats shot from Ponchomon's poncho. Saberdramon curled her wings together. "Mach Shadow!" black bolts shot down and fried the bats as they came. "Time to finish you off! Black Sa…"

"Nuh uh…" Ponchomon glided forward. He glided forward after Amy and Saberdramon followed angrily. The digi-destined were dancing slowly towards a cliff. "You destroy me; They'll dance to their doom!"

Amy leapt over the board fence and ran out to the digi-destined. Amy grabbed Kevin. "Dang it you need to stop dancing! You'll fall off the cliff!"

"Shut it Fun Nazi!" Kevin swung around with a fist.

Amy fell backwards and she growled. "Dang it, you know this Fun Nazi crap is really getting annoying!"

"Is it true?" the little bobble of digimon was hanging on Amy's side.

"NO!" shouted Amy as she pushed her fists down to her sides. "Geez Louise! Are you controlled too!?"

"Nope, nope, not controlled," smiled the creature.

"Well these guys are," Amy turned to the dancing digi-destined. "I have to get them to stop dancing!"

"Fun Nazi!" yelped Mark as he danced past.

"Right I know you guys are controlled, but that's really starting to piss me off!" shouted Amy. She turned and slapped Mark and then gaped at what she'd done. The boy's glasses nearly fell clear of his face but instead hung on one ear and were snagged on the tip of his nose. "I'm sorry…really I am…."

The little bobble of digimon that had been hovering next to Amy blinked. "The human has a temper, yep, yep!"

"Right…" Amy took a breath. "You guys please stop dancing…I know; it's fun and all but some fun is too dangerous to have!" Suddenly Amy's crest glowed. Fourteen streamers flew forward and covered the children and the digimon. There was a pink flash and the kids dropped to their knees. The digimon fell on their bums, Renamon and Lucemon fell in each others' laps; they'd been dancing a close tango. The two digimon blushed and immediately disentangled from each other. Amy turned.

"Uh…oh…" Ponchomon dropped back a little.

"A big, uh oh," replied Saberdramon. She curled her wings together, "Black Saber!" a shadowy arc of energy sliced through the cactus ghost. A pink blast shot from the digimon and shot into Amy's crest knocking the girl backward.

"Saberdramon, find the granary and blast that baby open!" shouted Amy as the big bird flew over.

"Roger Wilko!" called the bird as she flew over and flew at a large silo. "Mach Shadow!" black plasma struck the base of the silo and it collapsed releasing a payload of seeds and grain. The massive black phoenix swirled around and de-digivolved to Penguinmon as she flew over. The blue bird landed in Amy's arms.

"Well, that's umm...what happened?" the others blinked as they looked at each other.

"Hey why is there a hand print on my cheek!?" yelped Mark as he rubbed the warm, red spot on his face. Amy blushed.

"The girl of Sincerity whacked you a good one, yep, yep!" chuckled a bobble of strangely cowboy looking digimon as he alighted on a fence post.

"Girl of what?" The digi-destined looked at the little digimon.

"Girl of Sincerity!" the digimon suddenly flew off and hovered in front of Amy and pointed. "Yep, yep, she's the one!"

"Wait a tic'!" Amy was waving her hands in front of her face and trying to shoo the digimon away.

"No tic's left to wait!" The digimon swung around and faced Kevin. "You are the Child of Courage!" He spun around again and appeared in front of Brendan. "Child of Knowledge!" He hopped in front of Steven. "Child of Friendship!" The little digimon then appeared in front of Jason and Janet. "I know you know already."

The two looked at each other. Jason blinked and looked at the digimon. "You're going to say I'm the Child of Reliability…."

"And I'm the Child of Love…" said Janet.

The little digimon smiled. "You know this because Phantomon knew and gave up the secret…he was a definite party pooper, yes indeed he was!" He looked soulfully at Janet, "You must really have a lot of love…" Before Janet could respond; the little digimon hopped in front of Lucemon and narrowed his black eyes. "You…"

"What about me?" The angel growled.

"Your human has yet to find his crest, and he has not been previously informed, but you have guessed; have you not?" said the little digimon as he hovered closer to the angel.

"I may have an idea," admitted the angel.

"And your virus knows the girl's crest," The digimon flicked a glance at Michelle, "though you don't wish to admit you knew the virus's thoughts."

"When Mini-Kenshin here finally makes sense, tell me, I'm going to search for Palmon," said Amy as she walked out of the corral.

"They are not real!" yelped the digimon. "This town has been a ghost town for many, many decades, yep, yep. I had to see what Assaultmon was up to so I tricked his general into thinking there was a sizable population here…everything but the food and the buildings are anillusion, including the digimon, yes indeed they are!"

"Wait a minute!" Amy turned around and looked at the little digimon. "Everything…."

"Yep, even the cliff…" the digimon turned and the cliff shimmered to reveal a canyon wall.

"Duh…" Brendan slammed the base of his hand into his forehead, "The village was in a gulch!"

"WHY DID YOU…!?" Amy grabbed the little ball and started shaking it.

"I….needed….to….test…you….hu…mans!" yelped the digimon as the Doppler Effect took affect as he was swung in and out by Amy. "Gennai….needed….to….see…."

"Gennai!" yelped Brendan and he grabbed the digimon from Amy's death grip. "You know Gennai."

"Yep, Yep!" declared the digimon.

"Take us to him!" Brendan looked in the digimon's eyes.

"I would but he's incognito," answered the digimon. "He said to look at you and test one of the humans. I did, I did very well, yes, indeed I did!"

"Thzzzunder Ray!" a blast of lightning shot into the corral.

"IS this another trick!" growled Amy as she watched the large, tan dragonfly breached the canyon wall.

"Nope…" gulped the digimon. "Yanmamon is real…"

"Kevin!" the dragonfly was bearing down on the child with the red hat. Steven and the others were running towards him.

"Kevin I'll save you!" The little pink ball, Koromon hopped forward. "Koromon digivolve to Snow Agumon! Little Blizzard!" the blast of white slammed into Yanmamon's moving mandibles. The mouth parts cracked through the ice.

"Snow Agumon, Digivolve!" screamed Kevin as the insect flew towards them. "We have to…if we can't do it to save ourselves we won't be able to do it to protect the others!"

"Snow Agumon…" the little white digimon blinked. Visions of the skeleton beast flooded his mind's eye. "Snow Agumon….di-di-…" "No, I have to protect Kevin and the others regardless of my fears!"

"Thzzzunder…"

"PIT…" The little digimon was buzzing forward but now he was stalled out.

"SNOW AGUMON DIGIVOLVE TO!" there was a bright light that stopped everyone in their tracks. "SHIMA UNIMON!" the zebra shot forward and gored the insect through the chest. "Have a taste of your own medicine. Wild Thunder!" a blast of blue lightning shot through the bug and eviscerated it.

The little digimon blinked. "That was unexpected…" He turned and looked at the zebra, "Most unexpected indeed, yep, yep."

"What do you mean?" Kevin turned to the little digimon that was now hovering beside Shima Unimon.

"Well, usually after the dark digivolution…" gulped the little digimon. "there's a bit of a digivolution-phobia…but…"

"I did what I had to," growled Shima Unimon. A light filled him and he turned into Snow Agumon.

"If we hadn't done what we did…if we had waited; we could've put everyone at risk, and I've done that enough for once," Kevin looked up at the surprised black eyes of the little digimon. His gaze wavered and he looked down.

"Then come…yes, come, Gennai must speak with you!" the digimon spun around and ripped his clothes off revealing pink fur. He buzzed forward on what, was now slightly visible, feathered wings. They buzzed like a hummingbird's. He flicked his hand open and a spear appeared out of no where, "Piximon will show you the way, yep, yep!"

"Do we trust him?" asked Steven as he walked next to the others.

"He knew a lot about us," whispered Jason. He looked at Janet.

"Yeah even about Phantomon," whispered Janet.

"He hasn't tried to hurt us yet…" whispered Kevin. He looked at Snow Agumon.

"If you don't count tricking us, trying to hurt us," growled Amy.

"He is going to take us to Gennai," rallied Brendan he ran forward, "Let's go!"

"But…" Michelle and Mark reached out after the boy.

"We need to talk to this guy…" said Brendan. He turned on the others and looked at them pleadingly, "and beggars can't be choosers."

"He's right," nodded Jason. "Might as well…plus we can take care of this guy!"

"Yeah…" said Kevin and he walked with Brendan. "Let's go!"

The others sighed and nodded and followed Brendan and Kevin.

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AN: I finished chapter 40...rather laboriously; I didn't even get as far as I thought I would with the chapter...Hopefully I can get things back in tow. We'll see.

Woot, half of the crests are gathered, but are Kevin and Snow Agumon really over their experience with Skull Greymon? Guess you'll find out...in Comprehension...