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Chapter Twelve: Innsmouth Pt.2
Ken never remembered his throne being this comfortable. It never could recline backwards or hover in the air eliminating his need to get up and move around. Briefly he wondered why he never thought of making his various thrones like this.
"God this is so much more comfy than sitting on a desk chair or old crouch." He mused leaning back while kicking up his feet. He'd missed this feeling. Nothing could bother him. Nothing could touch him.
A small table floated right up to Ken's side with an ice cold drink that he graciously took. Translucent screens floated a few feet above him broadcasting images of status being built in his honor, gigantic black obelisk with Digi-Code covering their sides, and fireworks exploding over an evening sky. All of it filled Ken with a sense of pride as well as joy he'd rarely felt in who knows how long. Focusing closer Ken saw some of the statues and obelisks weren't just being built in the Digital World but also the Human World. He spotted a few going up in what he recognized as Russia, Italy, France, South Africa, Hong Kong, and Australia.
Briefly Ken wondered how they'd all gotten there or even how his face had become so well known. Watching a crew of workers put the finishing touches on a black marble obelisk right next to the Empire State Building blew the thoughts away.
"You think we've broken the record for the highest number of monuments ever built Wormmon?" Ken asked expecting an answer. "Wormmon?"
Sitting up Ken noticed his partner was nowhere to be found nor. Worse than that; he realized there was no visible door in or out of the spherical chamber nor was there anything even resembling a floor below him.
"What is-AHHHHH!"
While the blue haired genius began plummeting into infinite darkness his heart beat soared in the opposite direction with fear as the primary fuel. Absolute darkness consumed Ken with all the howling of the wind being any indicator he was moving at all. His own screaming seemed to carry on into the abyssal darkness
"This is it! I'm going to die! I'm really going to die!"
Ken saw all the lives of his loved ones flash before his eyes as he screamed his lungs out. He couldn't see his flailing arms or legs. All he knew as he had to close his eyes and hope the end was quick.
SPLANT!
He certainly felt the pain of impact. Every fiber of Ken's body screeched in pain, most of his bones were probably broken, all his limbs felt like jelly, and odds were his organs weren't any better off. But still he was alive.
How long he lay on the cold floor Ken couldn't say how long he lay on the floor but he knew it was for a long time. Some semblance of strength began to return to his limbs giving him the ability to push himself upward. He saw spots in his visions that seemed to go hand in hand with whatever pain was still left in his body. Getting up Ken found he was right about one thing; his organs had definitely not been unharmed as he felt like vomiting everything in his stomach.
"This why I always make sure they're never more than five feet off the ground." Ken moaned getting to his knees. "In case that ever happens." Ken messaged his throbbing legs followed by his ribs. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found no bones were broken, bruised maybe, but not broken.
Ken still felt echoing pain in pretty much every part of his body however he had regained enough strength to stand on his own. Little good it did him as he found he was surrounded in total darkness as not even the light screens above were able to cast a beacon above him. He would have shouted if his voice wasn't still sore from all the screaming he did. There was no sound in the darkness besides his footsteps.
He had no way to see so all Ken could do was relay on his instincts to guide him through the maze of blackness and emptiness.
"This is getting old real fast." Ken groaned. "What is this place? How did I even get here in the first place?"
Rather it was an answer to his question or some mad deity playing with him a door appeared in front of Ken. There was nothing special about it, no glowing lights or eye catching designs.
Ken didn't care so long as it lead him out of the darkness. Grabbing the handle he pushed it open hoping whatever it was on the other side had some form of light.
The transition from the darkness seemed seamless save for the blinding light. Clean waves of air brushed against his body bringing a sense of relief that he was finally out of the darkness.
The area he know found himself in didn't qualify as a room, it was a basketball stadium sized throne room. Ken had only ever seen such spectacular interior designing in ancient world structures. A black marble floor covered in unique designs that looked like dragons coiling themselves around planets and stars. Shadows covered the walls making it near impossible to see save for the crimson red engraved pillars lit by purple colored torches. The light of the torches only stretched about five feet each yet it was enough to give an idea of how massive the room was.
At the end of the room was a throne, a demonic throne made of jet black metal with light being cast down from two enormous glass windows overhead. No, looking closer Ken saw something else was illuminating the throne, violet-tinged light.
It was oddly enticing to Ken. Not just the light but the throne itself. Before Ken knew what he was doing he found himself walking towards it with a strong desire to sit upon it burning in his heart.
"Hold it right there!"
"Huh!?" Moving his head from one side of the room to another Ken searched for the owner of the voice. "Hello! Is anywhere there?"
"So your sight went as well as your intelligence. How pathetic." The voice snapped again in a much colder tone.
Sitting on the steps leading to the throne was a figure. Without a doubt it was one of the oddest things he'd ever seen. It appeared humanoid yet there wasn't a single distinguishing feature on its body, no clothing, no extra appendages, no jewelry, and no face whatsoever.
It looked like some formless black blob had decided to assume the form of a teenage boy yet didn't care enough to copy the face or clothing.
Even stranger was when it talked there was no ripple effect or movements on where its face should have been. "Losers like you don't get to touch that sit. You lost the right to it a long time ago."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Look around you idiot. Where you're standing now is as far as you're going to go in life."
Puzzled at the figure's words Ken examined his position. He was at the foot of the stairs, the throne being about seven feet away.
"Only rulers should sit upon thrones, not clowns and failures. Their place is right where you're sitting." The figure responded.
Rage filled Ken's gut at such a pace he'd only ever felt a hand full of times. Quickly he reined it in and directed his gaze on the figure. "What the hell gives you the right to say that? What the hell are you anyway?"
"Me? It doesn't matter what I am. What matters here is you could have had that throne. You could have had your face known all over the world. You could have saved billions of people."
The statement caught Ken off guard. "What?"
"Come on, you know what I'm talking about. It's sad to see such potential wasted on losers like you." A something resembling a snort came from the blob's non-existent face. "You had it all in the palm of your hands yet you let it all slip away."
"Had what in the palm of my hands? God damn it just tell me already!"
Another snort, "What so many others failed to there's one good thing you seemed to have learned is how to broaden your horizons. The future. Eternal peace. Not these little cease fires you've been fighting tooth and nail for. Wasting your talents on them is beyond idiotic now that I think about, it's downright shameful."
Suddenly the figure stood up causing Ken to take a step back.
"You were sitting on the edge when you were the Digimon Emperor. You didn't rule it all but you had the power to. You gave the Digital World something it lacked in a long time."
"And that is…"
"You gave it peace. You gave it order."
The breath seemed to leave Ken's body at the proclamation. As much as it should have disgusted him it didn't. "Well it's true, there weren't any roaming gangs or wild Digimon causing unwanted destruction."
"Ken…do you know what the law of the Digital World really is? It's chaos. As a man of reason and compassion you should know it's your duty to do something about it." The blob held its hands about a foot apart. Between them mirror appeared showing a bright light flickering in the middle of darkness. To Ken it looked like a star shining in the middle of space. "The others claim they want peace but they don't, they merely want chaos. Why else would they allow this insanity to continue? Only you can do this Ken. Only you can bring order to chaos…so why, why would you throw it away? Exactly who's going to do something about this mess? I certainly don't see anyone trying."
"I am doing something about it!" Ken screamed. "I've spent every day since then trying to make up for all the lives I ruined, all the pain I caused!"
"And yet where are you now? Back at square one with two worlds falling apart at the seams." It cocked its head to one side. If it had a face Ken was sure there would be a sneer on its face. "How's that free will thing working for ya'? You've done a real bang up job huh?"
"…"
"Nothing Ken. That's all your efforts have amounted to." It continued. "No matter how great or virtuous," It spread its arms out pointing to both ends of the throne room. "You'll never create anything long lasting.
"Even so what am I supposed to do?"
"Again, isn't it obvious? All you have to do is…"
"…Take control."
"Um Ken, I don't mean to interrupt you but, um, what do you mean take control?"
Ken's vision was hazy. It took him a second to realize he was still lying in his bed with Wormmon by his side. Sitting up and wiping the sweat from his brow Ken took a moment to look at his hands. They were shaking only so slightly he had to clench them to bring some form of peace and calmness.
"Nothing Wormmon. I just had a bit if a bad dream." He answered his partner hoping he would be able to leave it at that.
"About what?" The dark green Digimon asked climbing onto Ken's lap. "Come on Ken, if it's something important then you have to tell me."
Ken didn't want Wormmon to worry so that meant he couldn't tell him the truth. On the other hand he always felt like he could trust Wormmon no matter the circumstances. That left Ken with only one option.
"Believe it or not I dreamt about driving."
Wormmon's eyes rose upward and he leaned forward.
"I know it's years off but I can't help but stress over it sometimes. I guess last night I just let it get to me." Okay technically it wasn't the total truth yet at the same time it wasn't a total lie, there are times he did think about driving though not to the point he'd obese over it.
Lucky for Ken Wormmon seemed to buy his answer. "Well just remember to keep your hands in the eight o'clock position…or was it twelve o'clock. I can never remember when it comes to cars." Hopping off his bed he dragged Ken's clothes before him along with a heavy raincoat. "The news said there's supposed to be a thunder storm today."
TK and Kari had a gut feeling something was wrong when they called Davis's name and he didn't respond. They thought it was because he was surrounded by a thick crowd of jeering voice until their eyes wondered over to what had occupied their leader's attention.
Blocked off by police tap were four bodies, all dead in pools of messy, inner-mixing blood. Neither youths could see the faces but what they did see made their stomachs churn in pure disgust. The faces were almost unrecognizable due to the blood and various cuts and bruises. Their clothing was torn like they'd been attacked by some wild animal though they doubted one had done such a thing to any of them. TK couldn't spot a gunshot wound on any of them nor did he see any other kind of weapon besides a few bloody pipes and pieces of wood. Kari buried her head in his shoulder as he walked over besides Davis.
"How long…have you been here?" He asked in an utterly quiet voice.
What scared TK was when Davis responded his voice was just as frightened as his. "About five minutes. I…I was one of the first ones here. I just…God TK what the hell's going on?"
Around them various other people asked similar questions TK wished he had answers to.
"God damn it, third one this week." He heard one of the officers curse as the bodies began to be removed.
The four dead men weren't the first dead found in a random area early in the morning. If anything they totaled what TK believed to be about twenty dead in the past three weeks. Murder, rape, robbery, and other crimes had been on the slow rise. At first no took notice of it until a man was found beaten to death in his office at work.
From there is seemed to like this had steadily began to get worse. The nightly news began reporting more and more on violent robberies and even rapes. Watching it was unnerving for TK who was already trying to wrap his mind around the Control Spire dilemma. Then, of course, it got worse when similar reports began flying in from other cities, precisely those that had Control Spire sightings.
Just about a week ago there was a mass shooting in a mall in London. Before that what was probably the most well thought out and bloodiest robbery in the history of Chicago took place.
"It's all connected, it's it?" Kari questioned momentarily looking at the bodies.
"Yeah, probably." TK answered.
The three DigiDestined quietly excused themselves from the scene. It wasn't that they were worried about being late to school, they just wanted to get as far away as possible from the bodies.
"Good morning Davis, I'm sor…" Chiyo's voice died the moment she saw TK and Kari walking side by side with the goggle head. What surprised her was when the latter two smiled at her like they were greeting an old friend. "Um, hello. It's nice to meet both of you."
"You must be Chiyo, it's nice to meet you too." Kari bowed her head graciously followed by TK. "You don't mind of we walk the rest of the way with you guys do you?"
"N-No, of course not. Given what's happened I think it'd be safer." Strange as it was there was very little malice she felt when Kari talked to her. When she saw the bearer of the Crest of Light immediately her emotions flared up until she saw the light in her eyes.
It was fear, a feeling Chiyo knew all too well. TK had a similar look in his eyes as did Davis. Chiyo didn't blame them.
Just as she stuck to Davis Kari stuck by TK's side. Though they tried to hide it the two continued to ask them questions about their "walk through the town" the day before. They were just barely holding themselves back from calling it a date. Despite how much she tried she couldn't hide the blush that would appear on her face. Davis wasn't much better as his face was slowly becoming beat red.
This is…different from how I thought it would be. Chiyo thought. I don't know why I feel so…safe or happy around them, especially Kari. Every time Chiyo shot the younger Kamiya a glance she would return it with a smile. By the time they'd reach the gate she'd returned them, talking a little more and more each time.
"Um Chiyo, you haven't been uh, there haven't been any murders or anything in your neighborhood right?" Davis asked concern written on his face.
Her answer was calm and cool. "No Davis. If anything if someone did try to commit a cry they'd probably tick off the wrong person and end up getting shot." It was true. Usually it wasn't that crime went unnoticed in her neighborhood, it was that when it occurred it usually interfered in someone else's livelihood resulting in a fight. "Besides my house has locks all over it so no one is able to break in."
"Where exactly do you live Chiyo?" TK asked. "I've never seen you ride the bus with some of the other kids and I don't see you that often walking with other kids."
"I live a little on the outer edge of Highton View Terrence. It takes me a little longer to get to school but I manage just find."
"You know you could tell us. From now on we could all walk to school together. It definitely sounds better than walking by yourself in the rain doesn't it?" Kari added.
An image took shape in Chiyo's head of the four of them walking side by side down the street. Ken, Yolei, and the others enter the picture making the image all the more heartwarming.
BOOM!
"There's the thunder they mentioned." Kari muttered after jumping.
For Chiyo the booming thunder wasn't a random event, it was a wake up call.
Don't get any funny ideas. Do you really think that's going to happen after they find out exactly what you are? The voice in the back of her head laughed. It was an inhuman, deep, laugh.
Chiyo remained quiet for the rest of the walk, sticking by Davis's side. She told them she wasn't a fan of thunder and it worked. On the upside at one point she felt Davis's hand enclose around hers. The feeling felt good. It drove back some of the bitterness Chiyo felt rising up in her heart.
"I'll see you guys later." Chiyo said breaking away from Davis once they reached the school grounds.
"Why? Where are you going?" Davis asked sadden to see her leaving.
"I promised to help out some of the teachers today. I don't know if you've heard but some of them have had to take sick live. Apparently there's some kind of bug going around school."
"Probably some idiot forgot to wear a jacket in the middle of the rain." Davis grumbled.
"Well alright then, see ya later Chiyo!" Kari called as she disappeared into the school.
The hallways aren't completely empty as they usually are. There are a few students and one or two teachers milling about trying to get things ready for the school day to begin. Chiyo focused primarily on delivering papers and text books to classrooms.
"Well, well looks like not even rain or thunder can hinder the number one teacher's pet." A shrill female voice reached Chiyo's ears as she was traveling down a hallway with her book bag.
She'd just finished helping out and was about to head to her first class. She was sure she'd be able to void them. She groaned, unwilling to turn around.
"What? Got nothing to say? Come on Chiyo nobody's around to hear us."
In response Chiyo opened her book bag and threw a set of papers on the floor. "There. Happy now?" She began walking forward until two girls blocked her path with sadistically gleeful expressions on their faces.
"Now is that any way to treat a friend Chiyo?" The same voice laughed.
Even when the two girls stepped right up to her face Chiyo didn't back down. She'd at least acquired that much strength over the two years of bullying she'd went through. It took both girls gripping her shoulders and turning her around to face the black haired girl grinning sinisterly before her.
"Lately I've been noticing my homework hasn't exactly been of the best quality. Mind explaining that to me Chiyo?"
"I did some thinking and I realized I had to make it look like you were actually doing the work Emi." Chiyo calmly retorted. A second later and she was nursing a bruised cheek, anger and pain flaring in her eyes.
"Listen you half-breed bitch, when I tell you to do something, I want it done!" Emi snarled grabbing Chiyo by the collar of her shirt. "I don't need any of your back talk understand!"
Back talk, it wasn't much but it was all Chiyo had against the green-eyed harpy and her cronies standing around her. Seven times out of ten it resulted in some kind of physical backlash. Chiyo could deal with the pain most of the time, the satisfaction she got from the girls' faces made it worth it. When it got verbal she had to struggle to hold it together.
"Listen you stringy haired bitch," Emi started glaring Chiyo. "I don't care if you have to walk through the rain or even if you get struck by lightning, you will get me my homework on time." As usual her tone told Chiyo it wasn't a request but an order. Somehow Emi saw the rebellion building in Chiyo's eyes. She knew immediately how to snuff it out. "Oh and if you think for one second about doing something different; remember I can always send you to juvy. But," If Chiyo wasn't so scared or surrounded she would have punched Emi's face as hard as she could have. "Not before humiliating you in front of the entire school."
Her blue eyes searched Emi's person for any sign of the evidence. When she didn't find it on her she searched the girls around her. All of them gave her equally sick smiles.
"What? Did you really think any of us would be stupid enough to have it on us?" Emi laughed. "Oh come on Chiyo! Here I thought you were one of the top ranked students in our grade."
Once again she was beaten. Struggling to keep her anger in check the brunette solemnly nodded. The two girls behind her released her shoulders then rejoined the rest of Emi's little pack. Casting them one last glare she reached down to collect her things when the girls began to walk past her.
"Oops."
She made no sound as the coffee one of the girls had been carrying "accidentally" spilled all over her head. In the background the laughter of Emi and her friends filled the hallway until they were out of sight and range.
Alone in the hallway Chiyo was as still as a statue. The only sound was the rain pounding outside and the booming thunder. Both reflected the emotional state of the brunette; the rain her tears and the thunder the booming rage inside her heart.
No one saw t her huddled form in the middle of the hallway. It was doubtful if anyone could hear her anguished cries over the pounding rain outside. The flash of lightning illuminated her teary- eyed face as well as the stains on her clothing and papers. Her fists, usually gentle and soft were now red and slowly becoming bloody from clawing into the white tile floor.
Pick them up. Her mind told her. Her body didn't respond. Just pick them up and move on. Go on, move it! It doesn't matter. The reports she'd written up, the homework she'd done, her little doodles, all of them were so wet they'd probably crumble if she tried to pick them up.
It's pointless. Just like everything else you do, none of it in the end will matter.
Chiyo felt something biting at the back of her skull then a tight feeling in her chest. It wasn't from her crying, it felt more like something was burning inside of her. The feeling grew and grew until she was forced to bow her head so low she almost touched the floor. The coffee had long since stopped running off her head yet its residual warmth still lingered. It was the opposite of Chiyo's heart; cold and cracking.
Now if you were just a little stronger this wouldn't be an issue. What does this say about you? Those girls are nothing, they are insects! Yet you let them trample all over you. You're a corpse, just rotting away into nothing.
The tightness had changed into a spark then into a flame. Her nails were leaving bloody imprints on the floor. No longer was her face twisted in sadness but in pure rage. A million images shot through her head, Emi getting her head lopped off, drowning, getting hit by a car, and everything else that would make a person cringe at the brutality of death. The one that struck Chiyo the most was hammering her face, disfiguring her with her own two hands as she'd tried to do so many times.
Flickers of orange fire began to slid off of Chiyo's body, disappearing before they touched the ground but still feeling the air with the smell of smoke. They condensed over her body forming a thin coat. In accordance the thunder outside seemed to boom in joy as the aura grew thicker and thicker. In her back pocket an ominous blue light began to burn inside the red maelstrom.
"Good Chiyo," Daemon's voice sounded from her phone. "What you're feeling now, keep it. Nurture it. I promise you you've have your revenge. Soon you'll have it all. Just. Keep. Going!"
Peering at the window one would have been shocked to discover the brunette's eyes had changed from a deep blue to crimson red. Around her the air seemed to boil as if some invisible flame were burning as hot as it could. "I want them to suffer."
The shock that ran up Davis's spine was enough to cause him to sit up right, startling his classmates and teachers. Moments ago he'd been close to dosing off until a bad feeling coiled around his body.
Something's wrong. That one thought flooded Davis's mind like a broken dam. Suddenly he was aware of almost every detail in the classroom from his classmates to the distance between him and the door.
The others caught his gaze and knew immediately something was wrong. Their collective uneasy manifest in their Digivices. Each device gave off a sharp beep before vibrating.
"What is that sound?" The teachers asked turning from the chalk board with a disapproving expression. "If any of you are on your phones then there'll be-"
BOOM!
What seemed like just more thunder became more when the occupants of the classroom felt their entire room shake to its foundations. A few desks flat out broke and cracks formed in the walls. Silence permeated at first but soon panic and shock started filling the room. Not even the teacher was immune as he fell to the floor gaping at what had just occurred. Frightened eyes darted across the room seeking answers.
"U-Uhh what's that?"
Everyone's heads turned to the window. If it was possible their eyes grew wider than they already were.
"Please let that be just my eyes playing ticks on me! Or nerves! Or stress again!" Ken thought desperately.
Not too far away from the school, maybe a quarter of a block, a Control Spire was breaking through the surface of the road. A shrill scream began to build up in Ken's throat before a blast of wind shattered all the glass in the school building. Hands immediately shot over ears however it did little to block out the piercing roars that erupted from the black structure.
Faintly Ken could hear Davis shouting something about hating being right.
You can't escape fate Ken. No matter where you go you'll just find the same thing awaiting you; despair.
"Shut-up! Just shut-up!" Ken howled sinking to his knees.
"Ken!?" TK shouted over the chorus of screaming the entire classroom was performing.
Dark ripples formed in the air around the black structure. They turned into digital tears from which Digimon began appearing. All of them were either virus or fallen angel types.
"Come on guys we gotta go!" Davis declared running towards the window. "Veemon!"
The blue rookie was encased in a stream of light and when it ended the winged Champion ExVeemon lay just outside the , Kari, and the others followed their leader's example, their partners digivolving into their champion forms.
"How did this happen?" Yolei cried watching the stress erupt into chaos and mayhem. "How did this thing appear in the middle of the city? With no warning!?"
"It doesn't matter!" Cody yelled. "What matters is we have to destroy it as soon as possible!"
"Uh Cody," Digmon offered. "I think that might be a problem."
What the DigiDestined had seen couldn't compare the Control Spire they saw before them. Like the reports it was encased in various colors over a layer of ebony darkness. From a certain point of view it seemed as if it was covered in multi-colored flames. Up close the DigiDestined could sense the obelisk's slick reflective surface. For some of them it looked like diamond, for others like some kind of trick mirror.
Destroy it. Destroy it NOW! Their collective conscious cried. Reduce it to rumble!
"Well, well, it's been quite some time since I've your despicable faces." A dark female voice echoed in their ears. "Oh today's been such a good day, first the harvest and now I get have my revenge too."
Five heads snapped towards the top of the obelisk to see the owner of the voice. Her long, dark clade body was illuminated by the flashing thunder as well as her psychotic smirk. Yolei and Kari paled at the figure as well as their partners.
"What? Surprised to see an old face like mine?" LadyDevimon chuckled. Of all the youths gathered before her red eyes homed in Kari and Yolei. The malice behind them would have been enough to melt a glacier but for the two girls it was enough to freeze them in their place. "I must say I never expected such an underhanded tactic from you two," she smirked wickedly at both of them. "I was impressed but now I think it's time I returned the favor."
"Kari, Yolei behind you!" TK shouted.
In a single flash of lightning LadyDevimon had disappeared. In a second she reappeared behind Aquilamon and Nefertimon. And lastly in a third a crimson strict raced pass the two winged Digimon.
"Consider this a mercy compared to what I've got planned for the rest of you." Her cold voice whispered.
"AAHHH!" The girls screamed as their partners began plummeting out of the sky towards the ground.
Stingmon and Pegasusmon immediately made mad dashes to catch them while Davis and ExVeemon glared down the Fallen Angel Digimon.
Crossing his arms over his chest ExVeemon released a bestial growl before spreading them outwards. "V-Laser!"
Smirking LadyDevimon flew straight into the face of the amber colored blast. "Darkness Spear!" Effortlessly she cut through the laser then into the Champion's chest. "Enjoy the ground war!" She shrieked before delivering a brutal downwards kick to ExVeemon's head.
Even with the pain ringing in his skull ExVeemon was able to wrap Davis in his arms so he wouldn't be hurt from the impact. The impact left spider-web cracks on the road.
"ExVeemon! C'mon body tell me you're okay!" Davis shouted pulling his head upward.
Groaning the blue skinned Digimon pulled himself upright. "I'm fine. Holy cow that chick's legs are as hard as lead!"
Snarling Davis turned his head upward to see the female devil perched on top of the Control Spire with the same smirk on her face. Beckoning to his teammates he was taken back to see the expressions of fear of Kari and Yolei's faces, the latter's whose was almost pale white.
"Okay guys no messing around! Everyone DNA Digi-"
A twisted laugh cut off Davis's words as well as sent a wave of fear coursing through his body. Spinning on his heel he saw several winged figures descending from the gray skies. All of them were Fallen Angel or Virus type Digimon. Around the DigiDestined crowds of people had formed to watch the scene, some with looks of confusion and many others with looks of horror.
High above them LadyDevimon raised her clawed hand to the stormy sky. "Let the Harvest begin!"
And then hell proceeded to rain down on the entire block.
Scarlet beams of light raced through the sky, either vaporizing whatever (or whoever) they touched. Mixed in weren't beams of death but rather petrification.
The chorus of death and terror was unimaginable, for a moment Davis and the others believed they'd be rendered deaf. Breaking through the screams were the psychotic laughter of the countless SkullSatamon, Boogeymon, and Phelesmon.
"That's right! Run you pathetic worms! Make this interesting!"
In what was probably less than three minutes the entire block had been demolished with the unholy digital horde preparing to move on to the next block until…
"Fire Rocket!"
"Gold Rush!"
"Rosetta Stone!"
A combination of fire, harden drills, and a supernatural tablet slammed into a head full of the devils knocking them to the ground. The horde's eyes shifted to the five children standing firm in the middle of the street. Beside them their Digimon partners stood firm with looks of barely contained fury in their eyes. The light of Digivolution faded from Flamedramon's body as he took the lead. Rain drops evaporated on contact with his burning hot skin.
Snorting LadyDevimon pointed towards the group. "Destroy them."
Flamedramon and Stingmon met the horde head on, the former's flame propelled body scorching anything he came into contact with and the latter's stingers sinking deep into the bodies of their attackers. Digmon's aim was spot. Every drill that wasn't aimed at a vital spot found a wing or two sending the target helplessly falling to the ground. With their partners on their backs Nefertimon, Pegasusmon, and Aquilamon blasted their way into the sky with the Control Spire coming into view.
Steadily the obelisk's violet glow was being replaced by multicolored arrays of light and energy being drawn from all over the city. All of them fell within the spectrum of colors. Some were thicker than the others.
"Wh...What are those things?" Kari questioned gripping Nefertimon tighter than usual. She couldn't explain it but she felt an unearthly sense of terror and evil roll of the energy trails. She felt like she was watching mass of venomous snakes converge on some wounded animal. The closer they got the more intense the feeling become until she began to realize not only was she shaking with fear but sweating as well. What is this? Heat? But where's it coming from? It can't be Flamedramon! If it's not him then could it be the Control Spire?"
"You can't be serious!" Aquilamon's voice cried when he saw their attacks bounce off the obelisk. No, their attacks never touched the obelisk, they merely refracted off the rainbow colored aura surrounding it. "Yolei,"
"I-I know. Let's try getting physical." Jumping over to Nefertimon's back. Selecting the Digi-Egg she pointed it directly at the red feathered avian. "TK clear us a path."
As Aquilamon began his Digivolution Pegasusmon unleashed his full moment in the form of a shower of stars from his wings.
"Just like I thought," TK muttered watching the evil Digimon go down by the dozen. "Only light can beat darkness."
With his path clear the newly emerged Halsemon began spinning rapidly while speeding towards the Control Spire. "Tempest Wing!" He shouted moments before impact.
Between LadyDevimon's laughter and Halsemon's pain filled wailing the three youths didn't know what to be more terrified of.
The helmeted Digimon's body twisted and squirmed in pain as the energy surrounding the Control Spire exploded into bright flames that tore into his body. Tendrils wrapped around his hide and forearms leaving serve burns. Just when Yolei thought things couldn't get worse a bolt of lightning came down on Halsemon's body electing one final scream of pain.
"H…HALSEMON!" Yolei screamed.
A golden light enveloped the armored Digimon then faded away to reveal the battered Hawkmon barely able to stay air born.
"Well, well, what do we have here? It seems someone forgot to tell me we were going to be having a Thanksgiving feast." A Phelesmon cackled grabbing Hawkmon by the neck. "Don't worry bird brain," he brought his trident up to Hawkmon's cheek. "I'll make this as painful as possibly!"
"Eyes of Isis!"
"UGH!"
The pink lasers shot directly through the Phelesmon's throat bringing its existence to a swift end. Nefertimon flew in just in time for Yolei to catch Hawkmon from falling. Teary eyed the glass wearing DigiDestined clutched her partner in her arms muttering apology after apology.
While she tried to remain strong inside Kari felt like ordering Nefertimon to fly as far away as possible. After watching their attack back fire the terror inside Kari had grown significantly. Hearing LadyDevimon's continuous laughter didn't help either.
"Just a helpful hint; it's going to take a lot more than a pathetic attack like that to bring this spire down!"
Fearful she turned to TK hoping he had a plan but stopped short when she saw the bearer of the Crest of Hope. "TK?"
Rather than fear TK's shoulders were rout with barely contained anger. Around him was an aura of pulsating orange and shockingly a bright green color that flowed into the Control Spire.
Oh man what have we gotten ourselves into this time!? Kari mentally wiped amid the rain, thunder and chaos spreading from the black obelisk.
Well I'd say things have taken a pretty bad turn huh? Feel free to let me know me what you think
