A/N: I apologize for the plot but it's going places I didn't tell it to! that's why this chapter exists! Thank you to my reviewers and yes Sandy if I notice I will say something, so that means I must thank CosmosQueen and Zarclonia, for their follows/favs of this chapter. Also, Nightshadegirl, I can not breathe a word at the moment. But soon.
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"Sora-san! Sora-san!"
She expects it to be Piyomon's voice. It's not. It's deeper, but still a bit of a squeak. Sora stirs and attempting to twitch causes a sluggish cry of her lips and she groans.
"Well, she's not dead," remarks a voice.
The other voice huffs. "Are you always so sulky, Yamato?"
Sora groans again at the sheer effort it takes to force her eyes open. What she sees is somewhat blue sky, clouds, and a poof of brown hair.
"Taichi…" she mumbles, turning her head slowly. "Yamato-kun?"
Taichi bounces away, grinning. "She's okay, Pyocoki or whatever your name is."
Pyocomon makes a strangled noise like a snap and relief. Sora bites her tongue to keep from giggling. She can only guess that little issue's been going on for nigh on twenty minutes or more. She tries to sit up and Yamato's hand is on her back. "What…. happened?"
Pyocomon hops to her and settles gingerly in her lap. "Hikari-chan did something that sent us flying."
"Could have killed us," Yamato added, expression twisting into something like a scowl and a frown at the same time.
"She didn't." Taichi's voice is a snap, but it's tired and he sounds even younger than he already does. Sora sees Yamato wince and puts this aside.
"Where are we?" she says instead, feeling the lethargy leaving her limbs the more she moves.
"Weird forest," Yamato replies. "We haven't seen anyone else." She hears his voice shake and without thinking, she places a hand on his arm. He blinks at her and his expression slides into thoughtful nothing. Not the first time she's seen it.
Sora peers around the forest floor and shifts. It's too quiet, too silent in a world that's supposed to be trying to kill them.
She regrets thinking that moments later, when their Digivices begin to beep. The beep is one long note and with it comes a sweeping wind that runs up their sleeves and makes them all begin to shiver. In their ears, a voice laughs, and then there's nothing.
This silence is even worse.
"We need to get moving," Sora decides and she forces herself to stand and walk.
She swears the two boys behind her are staring at each other, but she doesn't want to know why. Not now. Not when something laughed like that.