A/N: Hey! Well, I know how to write this story faster: write to its theme song! Good to know. Also, hey guys, if you can, please take a look at the spinoff story, Bewailing of the Summer Sunrise. There are a few of your ideas at least hinted in there, some from the Light of the Sun reviews. This will take priority over it, of course, but for all intents and purposes, it is still part of the Lightverse. If it's too dark for you, I apologize... well, okay, no I don't. You've read this far. Here we go! Enjoy and please let me know what you think!
2-5
Piemon is screaming still, a sound that is laughter and pain and Pinocchimon is staring at him like he's grown a second head and then whirls on Hikari, who is smiling a simpering condescension that causes him to float back a few paces.
"What's with him?" Taichi couldn't help but blurt out and Koushiro feels everyone looking at him before they actually do and hurries to answer.
"W-Well, from this distance, it appears…" He hesitates and shakes his head. "Hikari-san has terrified him… she's carrying the weapon of an Ultimate level after all…"
Wargreymon drops next to them. "Are you tellin' me…" he drawls slowly. "That we are letting one of you kids run around with the power o' some of the rarest Digimon around… and she's got all the sanity of an axe-murderer?" Even with an unseen mouth, the Digimon easily gives off the idea of exasperation. "Who decided this was a good idea?"
"I'm wondering the same thing," Yamato mutters, and his voice is painfully bitter and chilly.
Mimi, however, seems more focused on the here and now and waves down Rosemon to get her. Confused, her partner picks her up in her arms and lifts her up in the air. It's clear why a second later when Pinocchimon's hammer falls right where she had been standing. The Digimon move together, taking their partners and scattering into the wind.
Rosemon is soaring as high as she can but the clown, one socket bleeding afresh, is there to meet them, sword in hand. Rosemon spares one arm for a rapier and they clash, the thin blade against the broadsword, and Rosemon's grip on Mimi shakes until Mimi, eyes streaming with tears, tackles Piemon herself, pushing them both to the merciless tug of gravity.
"Mimi-chan!" Sora's scream is only cut off by Garudramon soaring to catch her, and Rosemon blowing the clown aside with a burst of red light. "Run!" she shouts and this time, no one sticks around, no one but Plotmon and Takeru turns to grab her and pull her after them but only meets air because Pinocchimon has snatched him up like a game from a toybox.
He screams for his brother but Yamato can't hear him because another enemy has rumbled from the trees and has his cannons trained on himself and Koushiro.
Taichi, however, does see Pinocchimon, and shouts. WarGreymon turns as Angemon punches Pinocchimon in the back but is thrown into a tree.
Takeru's Crest is glowing gold and Taichi runs to grab him and pull him aside when WarGreymon's claws nearly slice his hat in two. Taichi is grinning a little, sweat dripping from where his goggles are now nestled in his hair. "This is crazy, huh?"
"And you like it?" Takeru is terrified but his heart is beating with wild joy and he has no clue why.
Taichi's grin is childish and his eyes look as red as his sister's once were. "I'm Onee-chan's little brother, aren't I? And we've still gotta fight!"
Takeru understands this in a way that's with more feelings than words and the light on his heart is as overwhelming as the sun after a moonless night, wrapping them all and setting the world aflame.
Hikari giggles and thinks that this is the thrill of battle, that nobody knows what they're doing but trying to live and dance their hearts out.