Chapter twelve: Open the gateway to my destiny!
The angelic digimon shivered in fear and choking, while Angewomon could only watch it anxious. Myotismon forced him to look up and suddenly the Crimson Lightning rope fell harmlessly and disappeared. MagnaAngemon saw bats fluttering off above his head, the vampire had scared them, which had held the noose, away with the brightness of the candle. Resigning he wanted to address the vaccine, when he suddenly turned his head and listened up… "Track down this murderer! He must be found! Hunt out this animal, who runs to ground! Too long he's preyed on us! But now we know: the Phantom of the Digiworld is there deep down below..." It was the mob of the vaccine digimon, they had crossed their portal to his castle of darkness, followed by the remaining of the theatre group, Agumon, Gomamon, LadyDevimon and Lillymon... "Who is this monster, this murdering beast? Revenge for Mummymon! Revenge for Wizardmon! This creature must never go free..." They drew closer, soon they would have reached the hall... Myotismon's eyes widened in shock, he imagined what would happen when they'd find him. He took Angewomon's hand and laid it into MagnaAngemon's.
"Take her - Forget me - Forget all of this...
Leave me alone - Forget all you've seen...
Go now - Don't let them find you!" He said uneasy, a hint of dread in his voice. And frantic resolution in his sapphire blue eyes. Many footsteps echoed through the dark corridor out there, still they had not found the right way through the labyrinth, but it was only a matter of time…
"Take the digiport - Swear to me never to tell!
The secret you know- Of the Angel in Hell!
Leave me here - Go now, don't wait...
Just take her and go - Before it's too late...
Go!" He forced them to leave the room and ordered his bats to guide them on the fastest way to the digiport... and to protect them, should they face the berserk mob. Angewomon looked back at him, trying to return to say good bye, but he pushed her out roughly, there was no time for farewell.
"Go now - Go now and leave me!" He shouted into the darkness in which she had disappeared. He walked back to the stone table and disenchanted slumped on his throne, he took the two remaining cards and let them wander between his hand. He looked down onto them with affliction, when his eyes caught his mask lying down on the stone table. Mockingly he looked at it and suddenly a song came into his mind again... With trembling voice and tears in his eyes, his lips bared the words...
"Masquerade…
Paper faces on parade…
Masquerade...
Hide your face,
So the world
Will never
Find you..." He had not noticed Angewomon had re-entered the hall and was slowly walking towards him until a bright beam hurt his eyes and he looked up expecting to face the mob of vaccines. Instead he was surprised beholding her de-digivolving to Gatomon... The cat like digimon looked at him sympathetic, her eyes which were of a slightly deeper blue then his, were repentant. She bent her brindled tail forward and took down her holy golden ring from it. Immediately she digivolved to Angewomon again. She gave the ring to Myotismon, laying it into his gloved hand. There it began to change, it shrunk slightly and the material altered too. Now it was of silver, incorporated was one deep black onyx. Both looked at it in amazement. A feeble smile rushed over Myotismon's lips and then he whispered to her what had been locked in his heart since the first time he had seen her…
"Angewomon… I love you…" She nodded and smiled kind then she hurried off, following MagnaAngemon. Myotismon put the ring on his finger, it fitted. Now he knew, her heart and maybe her soul too, belonged to the light but her voice would always be his… And that was more than he had wished for, he only wanted her to be happy… From the distance he still could hear their voices…
"Say you'll share with me,
One love, one lifetime...
Say the word and I will follow you...
Share each day with me...
...Each night...
... Each morning..." Myotismon sighed deeply and slowly stood up from his throne, his mind still pondering, his heart still listening to her voice.
"You alone
Can make my song take flight -
It's over now, the music of the
N-I-G-H-T-----" He smiled happy into the darkness as his bats returned to inform him about their fulfilled task. He had made his decision, the footsteps of the mob were very close now… He felt a new vigor rising inside him… His will to live returned… He was no more the 'Phantom' of the Digiworld but still… Myotismon, Lord of Server, Scourge of the Digimon, King of the Vampires, Prince of Darkness… and maybe a little bit: Angel of Music… And Myotismon was a digimon with a mask and no one ever dared to ask why! He put on his crimson mask, his trait… Resolutely he chose one of the two cards, it was Agumon. He placed it in the last free slot on the stone table and smiled excited as the large curved entrance in the stonewall was unlocked and its wings began to move. "Open the gateway to my destiny!" He said striding through it into the dimension of dreams…
When the vaccines arrived in the hall, they found no living creature in it…
End
The scene changes back from the digiworld to the stage on which Semiramis stands. "Well I hope you've liked our little play and now you'll be paying tribute to our actors. Here are the lot of our extras!" Semiramis says and steps behind the curtain. A large crowd of digimon enters the stage and bows for the audience Vademon, Datamon, several Floramon, Piximon, Kiwimon, Deramon, Gotsumon, Gazimon and Pumkinmon, Leomon, Patamon, Digitamamon, Raremon and Meramon, equally Divermon and SkullMeramon and the mob of vaccines. They withdraw and Semiramis enters the stage again. "Now to our actors, at first we have Agumon as Firmin and Gomamon as Andre, Arukenimon as La Carlotta and Mummymon as Piangi and Etemon as Lefèvre the former director." The named digimon enter the stage and receive their obligatory applause, just Etemon is barracked when he wanted to perform one of his own songs. Security service has to show him the exit. Semiramis clears her throat. "Ahem… Ok now here are the other actors: Cherrymon as Reyer, Ogremon as Javert, Wizardmon as Buquet, Lillymon as Meg Giry and Andromon as Passarino in Don Juan and several Bakemon as the ghostly bride." They enter the stage and especially Wizardmon and Lillymon get their cheers. "Now… Let us come to the inner circle! Here we have LadyDevimon as Madame Giry, DemiDevimon as the Persian aka. Nadir and MagnaAngemon formerly known as Angemon as Raoul Vicomte de Chagny!" The three digimon enter the stage under raging applause and bow, some girls in the audience throw their opera-glasses at MagnaAngemon trying to hurt him but he dodges. "Whose holy loveliness is both attracting and frightening the darkness? Yes you're right! Here's Angewomon respectively Gatomon as Christine Daaé!" Angewomon enters the stage, the audience hands begin to smart as they clap them maniacally. She bows, thanks her fans and throws some kisses into the audience. "Well I think those were all… " Semiramis says while the audience murmurs, suddenly a sonorous voice from behind the stage calls out for her. "If it's that what you believe, keep your hands at the level of your eyes!" Semiramis giggles and eventually announces whom the audience had waited for. "Now, last but not least! The best for the rest! Here we have him! The great, the one and only, the master of the slaves, Lord of Server, Scourge of the Digimon, King of the Vampires, Prince of Darkness, Angel of Death, Destruction and Music… Here is our Erik, our Phantom of the Digiworld… MYOTISMON!" A swarm of bats flutters onto the stage, lightning flashes down and the bats form to a figure. They reveal the tall vampire digimon. The audience welcomes him with standing ovations and he serves them one of his typically smug grins. Semiramis takes a few steps back to let him bask in his praise. "Oh my! Hoi polloi like you is very easily gratified isn't it?" He says and sneers at them. "Now for real, my friends. There's still someone missing! Did no one of you ever question the talking to the voice in my head? Do you really consider me to be insane? Well here she is! The nasty little voice inside my head! Semiramis…" He grabs her wrist and drags her onto the stage. "Ah no! Shush! No… Err hi… yeah, that was me… Ahem ok that's it… If you like, you can stay here for the outtakes or to get autographs from the main characters…"But Myotismon pokes her into her side n clears his throat. "Before she forgets, Semi told me she wanted to translate something from German into English!" He grins at her smugly and she blushes. "Well uhm… yes… It's the refrain of one of my favorite German songs from the group 'Karat' and it always reminded me at Erik… somehow… But in English it sounds strange… Shall I really?" She glanced up to Myo and as he nodded she begins reciting.
"When a swan sings,
the animals are silent.
And quietly whisper to themselves,
quietly whisper to themselves:
It is the swans' king
which perishes in love… ° Now that's enough! Go and read the outtakes!"
A/N: It is now exactly 4:14 am. And it is still dark out there! And I'm glad… I've nearly finished this fanfic! Now I'll give you the outtakes and something one of the people who read the first version asked me for.
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"Open the gateway to my destiny!" He said striding through it into the dimension of dreams…
At first he was blinded by the garish colors, he wished his eyes wouldn't be so damn sensitive with the light… And suddenly it felt better, he could normally open his eyes without them smarting. "Is this because I…?" He wondered looking around, this was a strange place, somehow post-modern art it had a touch of decadence… Things of undefined form and color hovered in the air, no clear differentiation between up and down. It made him become dizzy. "Why can't there be a bit normality at least?… Ugh…" He was shaken and fell down as the earth, or the sky, he wasn't certain, began to quake. As he stood up again he found himself on a meadow of fresh green grass. To his left were fields of golden wheat and sunflowers, to his right, woods of autumnal deciduous trees with wonderful colored leafs. In the background a mountain range where the sun just descended. He smiled gently and sat down in the shadow under a tree, the weather was pleasurable mild and he watched the sunset. "This is indeed the dimension of dreams… Because I have destroyed this place in the digiworld…" He sighed remembering his last happy view on this panorama. She had been with him at that time… No he didn't wanted to think of her. She was happy and that was all mattering… But somehow… deep down in his heart… he'd like to smell her fragrance again… to touch her silken skin… to hear her angelic voice… to see her moving gracefully… to taste her tears, but those of joy… "No… this particular angel will nevermore be with me…" He sighed and suddenly a loud but high scream made him startle, the earth quaked again, but this time because of the trampling of something large. Myotismon leaped up and all he saw was a little ball like thing… chased by a giant DarkTyrannomon, that stamped into his direction. "NIGHTMARE CLAW!" The dinosaur digimon was brought to a standstill, Myotismon skipped onto its head and tried something new. "Crimson Lightning!" Only this time the lightning was solid, like a sword he rammed it through DarkTyrannomon's head, blood gushed where its peak left the cranium. He jumped down from the body and elegantly landed on the soft grass, while the corpse was reconfigured. He just wondered how many other digimon would be in this world, as something bounced against his chest, causing him to stagger backwards. He looked down at the thing in his arms, it was the same that had fled from DarkTyrannomon. "Thank you very much for saving me! Thank you!" Said the yellowish-green ball with the brown eyes, the little ears and the lilac tabby tail. Myotismon could not withhold a friendly smile, it was so innocent. "You're welcome…" He wanted to put it down but the small digimon's eyes widened in joy and it winded it's tail around his arm. "Your voice is so amorous and melodious… Its like music or the voice of an angel… Are you an Angel of Music?" Myotismon flinched in shock, his blue eyes regarding this small digimon attentive, but then he frowned remembering what he had just mused about… "Who the bloody hell are you!" The small one giggled and snuggled up to his chest. He thought it was pleasingly warm, somehow balmy. Obviously it felt safe and sound in Myotismon's arms. "I'm Nyaromon…" It mumbled yawning and dozed off in the arms of the angel…
A/N2: So at least this Phantom gets his love… After some digivolving… :P If someone doesn't know, or forgot: Nyaromon is the in-training level of Angewomon. It is not the "Christine-Angewomon" that it will digivolve to but this one has already decided for Myotismon so it will be a happy end. :P
