Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Children Of Fate ❯ 14 ( Chapter 15 )
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By: moose_of_doom 
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.01.2005 | Pages: 9 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 248 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.01.2005 | Pages: 9 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 248 | Status: Completed
Chapter 14:
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The explosion ripped through the lower half of the building like a tornado, scattering troopers and Shadowmon alike in its wake.
Daisuke Motomiya, watching from outside, dropped the remote detonator switch to the ground, and turned to Liam.
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“What did you think?”
“It’s a very nice explosion. Hot, forceful, goes bang, all the things a good explosion needs.”
Davis glared at his friend.
“A little encouragement wouldn’t go amiss now and then, you know.”
“Hey, setting explosives is the easy part…” the big Irishman glanced over the paladin’s shoulder. “…They, on the other hand, look kinda pissed.”
Davis turned, and saw the Shadowmon running out of the burning building in desert-city, and placed his hand on the hilt of the katana that hung under his long black coat at his side. He was dressed entirely in black, even down to his boots. The only flash of colour was the pair of goggles on his head. He glanced back at Liam, but the Irishman was still lounging on the ground. Jun’s shotgun was held casually in his hand. The creatures were a hundred yards away. Twenty of them at least.
“Are you gonna help?”
“I thought you could handle it.”
“Liam…”
“They’re almost here, y’know.”
Davis spun, the katana coming from its scabbard.
“Oh, fu…”
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“There wasn’t anything else I could do.” Michael said weakly.
“I think you did pretty well, all things considering.” Dartha replied.
The blonde man in the bed laughed weakly. Jun was sat beside him, a concerned look on her face. So far, she hadn’t allowed these little sessions to last very long. It was a bit difficult to have protracted conversations with someone who was recovering, however quickly, from a punctured lung.
“Anyways, Where was I?”
“You were talking to us about this ‘Wentela’ woman.” Nick replied.
“Aren’t you supposed to be out fighting?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be in prison?”
“Good point. Anyway, Wentela, if you could refer to her as a woman, is a sadistic, overbearing loudmouthed domineering bitch of an overseer that Taythe has got working in the mines.”
“You’ve got a way with words.”
“Every ones the gospel truth. The reason I got out is that that bitch shot me.”
“Why DID she do that?”
“She was gonna shoot Mimi. I didn’t really like that idea, so I kinda got in the way.”
Nick looked at the young man. There was more there, he knew. He chose not to pry.
“What did you find out about Taythe before you had to leave?”
“She’s not as bad as she looks, that one. I get the feeling that she’s being manipulated by someone higher up.”
“She is.”
The four people in the room jumped as the voice came from the corner. For Michael, this was an immensely painful experience. Gennai stepped forward.
“Erm… sorry. Force of habit.”
“No problem.” Jun said. There was a distinctly dangerous edge to her voice. “Next time, why don’t you just shoot Michael again, that way you wont have to worry about him tearing open his wounds.”
“I said I was sorry!”
“That doesn’t really help much. Next time. Think before you act.”
“Ooh, you got told.” Dartha said.
“Shut up Tetsato.” Gennai tried, and failed, to look superior. “Anyway, as I was saying, Taythe is being manipulated. The man standing behind her is called Derron Motomiya, and he is going to use…”
“I’m sorry,” Jun said, “That went by me a little fast. Did you say Derron Motomiya?”
Gennai swore beneath his breath. He’d hoped to delay this a little longer.
“Yes. He’s the Descendant of Ichiro Motomiya’s older brother.”
Gennai looked away from her.
“Taythe is your Kin, Jun Motomiya. She is a Motomiya as well.”
“So we’re caught up in another family tiff, are we?” Nick said to Dartha.
“I’ve been involved in those for Centuries.”
“Does Davis know?” Jun asked quietly.
“No. I thought it best to wait until he was… ready to face her.”
“You’re putting a lot on his shoulders, Gennai.” Michael said.
“I know, and I don’t like it any more than you, but it’s out of my hands now.”
“And whose hands is it in?”
“Why, Davis’ of course.”
“So, you’re saying that Davis must decide the fate of the world.”
“Yes.”
“Oh great. This is the guy who usually can’t even decide what to have for breakfast. You’re gonna get him killed, Gennai!”
“That hasn’t been decided, Jun. Davis is Chana-Paladin – the warrior without fate. He makes his own path.”
Gennai sighed.
“At this moment, all the fates of all the creatures in the digital world are headed towards one single moment. One single decision. Davis is the champion of our side, and Taythe is the champion of the other. When their paths collide, its going to result in the choice that will decide the future of the entire digital world. If Davis wins… well, I don’t know.”
“And if Taythe wins?”
“Then all of the Digital world will be cast into darkness, and the human world will be soon to follow.”
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He spun, his black cloak swirling behind him, and the steel-grey Katana slicing past him. Despite the horror of war, there can be beauty in a fight. There can be a kind of poetry in the movements of a warrior in good condition.
Davis was poetry in motion.
The blade cut into a Shadowmon neck, neatly severing the head from the body. He spun to face the next.
Liam, sitting nearby, watched him with amusement. Without even looking, he rested his shotgun on his shoulder and pulled the trigger. The Shadowmon that had been sneaking up behind him fell to the ground as a large hole appeared in his torso. Liam rolled his eyes. Moronic creatures never learned. Reaching into his backpack, he pulled out the two shiny new Beretta M92F automatics. He looked up again as Davis stepped away from the Shadowmon. There were still about ten of them left. The boy was slowing down.
He held the Berettas in his left hand, and fired his shotgun into the air. The Shadowmon all turned to look at him, their weapons raised.
But the twin automatics were already flying through the air, past the shoulders of the creatures, to the paladin standing beyond them.
Davis sheathed his sword in one smooth motion, reached up, and plucked the guns out of the air like two apples off a tree. His thumbs flicked up, and clicked off the safeties on the weapons. He leapt into the air. Spinning over, he pulled the triggers on the automatics, firing round after round into the hateful creatures. Liam grinned, as he seemed to hang there, twisting over and over, his guns firing.
The Paladin’s feet touched the ground as the last of the Shadowmon slumped over the bullet wounds in its torso.
“Now, that’s a bit better.” The big Irishman said.
“One thing left to do.” Davis replied.
He stepped forward, and pulled one of the Shadowmon to its knees by its straggly hair. Liam blinked at the amount of Sheer strength pulsing through his friend. Adrenaline did funny things to people. When Davis spoke, it was in a hissing voice that Liam recognised as the language of the Shadowmon. The big creature looked up at Davis, bewilderment in its eyes. Finally, Davis kicked it away, and it stumbled to its feet. As it ran away, it paused and looked back once. Davis responded by half-drawing his Katana again. The Shadowmon started running again. Very quickly.
“That one seems to have a remarkable sense of the appropriate. What did you say to it?” Liam asked.
“I told it to go back and tell Taythe what it saw here today.”
“Or?”
“Or it could go back and try telling her with its lungs wrapped around its neck.”
“Nice. But there’s one last job.”
“What?”
Liam glanced at the scattered bodies.
“Clear this mess up, would ya?”
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Jun looked up as Davis and Liam tramped into the cave. Liam looked exactly as he had this morning, Davis, however…
“What happened to you?”
The young Paladin wiped a fleck of Shadowmon blood away from his forehead, and glared at Liam’s back.
“I don’t… wanna talk about it.”
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Tai punched the wall in frustration.
“How the hell are we supposed to get a message to them, when we don’t even see them at mealtimes anymore? You’ve got to talk to that damn cat of yours about her strategic planning, Kari.”
“hey, as I recall, your Digimon busted out to, y’know.” His sister replied calmly.
Kari was sat cross-legged on the floor of a cavern, a clear space around her, trying to focus her mind enough to try and contact Gatomon. Since she had been REALLY bored the past couple of days, She had come up with a theory that if the Digimon-partner link was deep enough to be affected by the owners physical health, then she their minds should be linked as well. God knows, she’d been able to communicate her feelings and thoughts to Gatomon when they were talking without having to say all that much.
“It pisses me off, Kari! We don’t know if Ken is alright, if they made it out of coast town, nothing!”
“Tai, I love you dearly, but SHUT THE HELL UP!” Kari snapped.
Tai gaped at her.
“In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m not sitting in the middle of the floor for nothing, okay? I’m trying to rectify the situation. So sit down, shut up, and let me concentrate.”
Tai sat down and shut up.
“Good, isn’t she?” Matt whispered to Mimi.
“Very.”
Matt had been doing a bit of theorising on his own. Ever since he’d become a Digidestined, he’d taken on the role of the outsider, the quiet one. Almost subconsciously, he’d slipped back into that role. He’d been spending a lot of time watching Kari. Mimi, he wasn’t so worried about. She was stronger than she looked, and she’d proved that, but Tai, almost unwittingly, was piling the pressure onto Kari’s shoulders. Tai turned, and caught his friend’s eye. Matt nodded at him, and Tai walked over, quietly.
“Ease off, Tai.”
“huh?”
“Kari isn’t Davis. She’s a helluva a lot smarter for a start. Stop expecting her to act like him.”
“I’m not…”
“Oh really? Then how comes you’re so eager to go gung-ho into action, whilst Kari’s determined to take the more subtle route? Davis plows in head first, Tai, Kari doesn’t. That’s why they work so well together.”
The blonde man grinned. He was a musician, and by the silence surrounding him, he could tell that he had a captive audience.
“They’re two sides of the same coin, Tai. Their personalities may be different, but their feelings aren’t.”
he looked retrospective for a moment.
“I think that’s why Kari and TK wouldn’t have worked out.”
“Thanks.” TK said wryly.
“Welcome. I don’t mean it offensively, little brother. But you’re and Kari’s personalities are very similar. Eventually, you’d have run out of things to discover about her. that’s why us guys need to keep on our toes. The ladies are always throwing new curves for us.”
“Oh really, Matt.” Tasha observed archly. “And which curves in particular were you referring to?”
Sora blushed. Matt, however, remained unabashed.
“Mental curves, Tasha, although yours aren’t that complicated.”
“Be nice.” She murmured.
“Davis and Kari are constantly discovering new thins about each other, and constantly surprising each other. Even when they eventually know everything about each other, they’ll be so wrapped up in each other’s personalities that they wouldn’t be able to leave even if they wanted to.”
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‘Gatomon?’
Cat-Digimon froze in her tracks as she heard Kari’s voice.
“Kari?”
Agumon turned and looked at her strangely.
‘Holy shit, this actually works!’
Gatomon realised that the voice had materialised her brain without going through the messy process of her ears first. She framed a reply.
‘How are you doing this, Kari?’
‘The theories a little involuted. I’ll tell you about it later.’ The voice in her mind replied. ‘in the meantime, I’ve got a job for you guys. I want you to find Ken and the others.’
“Got it.” Gatomon said aloud.
“Erm, Gatomon, you do realise you’re talking to yourself, don’t you?” Patomon asked.
“No I wasn’t, I was talking to Kari.”
“I knew it. She’s cracked under the pressure.” Agumon said.
Gatomon glared at him.
“I have done no such thing, Agumon. Somehow, Kari’s managed to find a way to talk to me with her mind. she said she’d explain it to us later, but right now, she wants us to find Ken and the others.”
Agumon shrugged.
“I’ll take your word for it. Lets go then.”
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“I already know.” Davis said quietly.
“What? How?” Gennai said, in a shocked tone.
Davis laughed.
“One of the advantages of having a brash personality is that everyone assumes that you’re stupid. I may not be quite the sharpest tool in the shed, but I’m not as dumb as some people think.”
His grin vanished, and he sat down.
“I don’t know how I really know, but I already know that Taythe is a Motomiya. There was just something about her. Something familiar.”
“That’s because you’ve met the power behind her before.” Dartha said.
Gennai looked at him warningly, but the Master shrugged.
“He’s going to find out anyway, Gennai. Might as well be from us.”
A momentary look of chagrin crossed Gennai’s face, but then he nodded.
“You’ve met the power behind Taythe before Davis. And you’ve fought it before. You fought it in the middle of a storm, on top of a tower in the middle of a field.”
Davis stared at him in disbelief.
“Uncle Paul?”
“Yes. There are two opposing powers in the digital world. In fact, the same two opposites exist in every world. Normally, they’re dormant, and they are merely a part of chance. However, sometimes, they have to face off against each other. This only happens on worlds where there is a large amount of power.”
“Like the digital world.”
“Got it in one. However, if these two powers were to conflict directly, it’d probably pull the entire world apart. And so they’ve elected champions. You and Veemon, and Taythe and the Dragons.”
“Okay, I’ve got that part, but how come there’s so many of them and so few of us?”
“Think about it, Davis.”
He did, and to his surprise, not to mention those who knew him, the answer came into his mind very quickly.
“There’s always less light than darkness… but a small amount of light can always drive the darkness away.”
His Digivice started to glow. Veemon suddenly leapt to his feet, and ran out of the cave.
“Activate it, Davis.” Gennai said.
Davis ran after his Digimon companion, and pressed the activation stud on his Digivice.
“VEEMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO…”
The light surrounded the small creature, and pulled him into the air. The intensity of it was blinding, and when it finally faded, a white armoured figure hung in the vast cave.
“EDENAMON!”
Gennai grinned.
“It is time.”
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Far across the land of the digital world, Derron Motomiya looked up from his desk, as he felt the shudders in the dense energy field of the world. He stood.
“It is time.”
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The explosion ripped through the lower half of the building like a tornado, scattering troopers and Shadowmon alike in its wake.
Daisuke Motomiya, watching from outside, dropped the remote detonator switch to the ground, and turned to Liam.
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“What did you think?”
“It’s a very nice explosion. Hot, forceful, goes bang, all the things a good explosion needs.”
Davis glared at his friend.
“A little encouragement wouldn’t go amiss now and then, you know.”
“Hey, setting explosives is the easy part…” the big Irishman glanced over the paladin’s shoulder. “…They, on the other hand, look kinda pissed.”
Davis turned, and saw the Shadowmon running out of the burning building in desert-city, and placed his hand on the hilt of the katana that hung under his long black coat at his side. He was dressed entirely in black, even down to his boots. The only flash of colour was the pair of goggles on his head. He glanced back at Liam, but the Irishman was still lounging on the ground. Jun’s shotgun was held casually in his hand. The creatures were a hundred yards away. Twenty of them at least.
“Are you gonna help?”
“I thought you could handle it.”
“Liam…”
“They’re almost here, y’know.”
Davis spun, the katana coming from its scabbard.
“Oh, fu…”
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“There wasn’t anything else I could do.” Michael said weakly.
“I think you did pretty well, all things considering.” Dartha replied.
The blonde man in the bed laughed weakly. Jun was sat beside him, a concerned look on her face. So far, she hadn’t allowed these little sessions to last very long. It was a bit difficult to have protracted conversations with someone who was recovering, however quickly, from a punctured lung.
“Anyways, Where was I?”
“You were talking to us about this ‘Wentela’ woman.” Nick replied.
“Aren’t you supposed to be out fighting?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be in prison?”
“Good point. Anyway, Wentela, if you could refer to her as a woman, is a sadistic, overbearing loudmouthed domineering bitch of an overseer that Taythe has got working in the mines.”
“You’ve got a way with words.”
“Every ones the gospel truth. The reason I got out is that that bitch shot me.”
“Why DID she do that?”
“She was gonna shoot Mimi. I didn’t really like that idea, so I kinda got in the way.”
Nick looked at the young man. There was more there, he knew. He chose not to pry.
“What did you find out about Taythe before you had to leave?”
“She’s not as bad as she looks, that one. I get the feeling that she’s being manipulated by someone higher up.”
“She is.”
The four people in the room jumped as the voice came from the corner. For Michael, this was an immensely painful experience. Gennai stepped forward.
“Erm… sorry. Force of habit.”
“No problem.” Jun said. There was a distinctly dangerous edge to her voice. “Next time, why don’t you just shoot Michael again, that way you wont have to worry about him tearing open his wounds.”
“I said I was sorry!”
“That doesn’t really help much. Next time. Think before you act.”
“Ooh, you got told.” Dartha said.
“Shut up Tetsato.” Gennai tried, and failed, to look superior. “Anyway, as I was saying, Taythe is being manipulated. The man standing behind her is called Derron Motomiya, and he is going to use…”
“I’m sorry,” Jun said, “That went by me a little fast. Did you say Derron Motomiya?”
Gennai swore beneath his breath. He’d hoped to delay this a little longer.
“Yes. He’s the Descendant of Ichiro Motomiya’s older brother.”
Gennai looked away from her.
“Taythe is your Kin, Jun Motomiya. She is a Motomiya as well.”
“So we’re caught up in another family tiff, are we?” Nick said to Dartha.
“I’ve been involved in those for Centuries.”
“Does Davis know?” Jun asked quietly.
“No. I thought it best to wait until he was… ready to face her.”
“You’re putting a lot on his shoulders, Gennai.” Michael said.
“I know, and I don’t like it any more than you, but it’s out of my hands now.”
“And whose hands is it in?”
“Why, Davis’ of course.”
“So, you’re saying that Davis must decide the fate of the world.”
“Yes.”
“Oh great. This is the guy who usually can’t even decide what to have for breakfast. You’re gonna get him killed, Gennai!”
“That hasn’t been decided, Jun. Davis is Chana-Paladin – the warrior without fate. He makes his own path.”
Gennai sighed.
“At this moment, all the fates of all the creatures in the digital world are headed towards one single moment. One single decision. Davis is the champion of our side, and Taythe is the champion of the other. When their paths collide, its going to result in the choice that will decide the future of the entire digital world. If Davis wins… well, I don’t know.”
“And if Taythe wins?”
“Then all of the Digital world will be cast into darkness, and the human world will be soon to follow.”
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He spun, his black cloak swirling behind him, and the steel-grey Katana slicing past him. Despite the horror of war, there can be beauty in a fight. There can be a kind of poetry in the movements of a warrior in good condition.
Davis was poetry in motion.
The blade cut into a Shadowmon neck, neatly severing the head from the body. He spun to face the next.
Liam, sitting nearby, watched him with amusement. Without even looking, he rested his shotgun on his shoulder and pulled the trigger. The Shadowmon that had been sneaking up behind him fell to the ground as a large hole appeared in his torso. Liam rolled his eyes. Moronic creatures never learned. Reaching into his backpack, he pulled out the two shiny new Beretta M92F automatics. He looked up again as Davis stepped away from the Shadowmon. There were still about ten of them left. The boy was slowing down.
He held the Berettas in his left hand, and fired his shotgun into the air. The Shadowmon all turned to look at him, their weapons raised.
But the twin automatics were already flying through the air, past the shoulders of the creatures, to the paladin standing beyond them.
Davis sheathed his sword in one smooth motion, reached up, and plucked the guns out of the air like two apples off a tree. His thumbs flicked up, and clicked off the safeties on the weapons. He leapt into the air. Spinning over, he pulled the triggers on the automatics, firing round after round into the hateful creatures. Liam grinned, as he seemed to hang there, twisting over and over, his guns firing.
The Paladin’s feet touched the ground as the last of the Shadowmon slumped over the bullet wounds in its torso.
“Now, that’s a bit better.” The big Irishman said.
“One thing left to do.” Davis replied.
He stepped forward, and pulled one of the Shadowmon to its knees by its straggly hair. Liam blinked at the amount of Sheer strength pulsing through his friend. Adrenaline did funny things to people. When Davis spoke, it was in a hissing voice that Liam recognised as the language of the Shadowmon. The big creature looked up at Davis, bewilderment in its eyes. Finally, Davis kicked it away, and it stumbled to its feet. As it ran away, it paused and looked back once. Davis responded by half-drawing his Katana again. The Shadowmon started running again. Very quickly.
“That one seems to have a remarkable sense of the appropriate. What did you say to it?” Liam asked.
“I told it to go back and tell Taythe what it saw here today.”
“Or?”
“Or it could go back and try telling her with its lungs wrapped around its neck.”
“Nice. But there’s one last job.”
“What?”
Liam glanced at the scattered bodies.
“Clear this mess up, would ya?”
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Jun looked up as Davis and Liam tramped into the cave. Liam looked exactly as he had this morning, Davis, however…
“What happened to you?”
The young Paladin wiped a fleck of Shadowmon blood away from his forehead, and glared at Liam’s back.
“I don’t… wanna talk about it.”
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Tai punched the wall in frustration.
“How the hell are we supposed to get a message to them, when we don’t even see them at mealtimes anymore? You’ve got to talk to that damn cat of yours about her strategic planning, Kari.”
“hey, as I recall, your Digimon busted out to, y’know.” His sister replied calmly.
Kari was sat cross-legged on the floor of a cavern, a clear space around her, trying to focus her mind enough to try and contact Gatomon. Since she had been REALLY bored the past couple of days, She had come up with a theory that if the Digimon-partner link was deep enough to be affected by the owners physical health, then she their minds should be linked as well. God knows, she’d been able to communicate her feelings and thoughts to Gatomon when they were talking without having to say all that much.
“It pisses me off, Kari! We don’t know if Ken is alright, if they made it out of coast town, nothing!”
“Tai, I love you dearly, but SHUT THE HELL UP!” Kari snapped.
Tai gaped at her.
“In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m not sitting in the middle of the floor for nothing, okay? I’m trying to rectify the situation. So sit down, shut up, and let me concentrate.”
Tai sat down and shut up.
“Good, isn’t she?” Matt whispered to Mimi.
“Very.”
Matt had been doing a bit of theorising on his own. Ever since he’d become a Digidestined, he’d taken on the role of the outsider, the quiet one. Almost subconsciously, he’d slipped back into that role. He’d been spending a lot of time watching Kari. Mimi, he wasn’t so worried about. She was stronger than she looked, and she’d proved that, but Tai, almost unwittingly, was piling the pressure onto Kari’s shoulders. Tai turned, and caught his friend’s eye. Matt nodded at him, and Tai walked over, quietly.
“Ease off, Tai.”
“huh?”
“Kari isn’t Davis. She’s a helluva a lot smarter for a start. Stop expecting her to act like him.”
“I’m not…”
“Oh really? Then how comes you’re so eager to go gung-ho into action, whilst Kari’s determined to take the more subtle route? Davis plows in head first, Tai, Kari doesn’t. That’s why they work so well together.”
The blonde man grinned. He was a musician, and by the silence surrounding him, he could tell that he had a captive audience.
“They’re two sides of the same coin, Tai. Their personalities may be different, but their feelings aren’t.”
he looked retrospective for a moment.
“I think that’s why Kari and TK wouldn’t have worked out.”
“Thanks.” TK said wryly.
“Welcome. I don’t mean it offensively, little brother. But you’re and Kari’s personalities are very similar. Eventually, you’d have run out of things to discover about her. that’s why us guys need to keep on our toes. The ladies are always throwing new curves for us.”
“Oh really, Matt.” Tasha observed archly. “And which curves in particular were you referring to?”
Sora blushed. Matt, however, remained unabashed.
“Mental curves, Tasha, although yours aren’t that complicated.”
“Be nice.” She murmured.
“Davis and Kari are constantly discovering new thins about each other, and constantly surprising each other. Even when they eventually know everything about each other, they’ll be so wrapped up in each other’s personalities that they wouldn’t be able to leave even if they wanted to.”
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‘Gatomon?’
Cat-Digimon froze in her tracks as she heard Kari’s voice.
“Kari?”
Agumon turned and looked at her strangely.
‘Holy shit, this actually works!’
Gatomon realised that the voice had materialised her brain without going through the messy process of her ears first. She framed a reply.
‘How are you doing this, Kari?’
‘The theories a little involuted. I’ll tell you about it later.’ The voice in her mind replied. ‘in the meantime, I’ve got a job for you guys. I want you to find Ken and the others.’
“Got it.” Gatomon said aloud.
“Erm, Gatomon, you do realise you’re talking to yourself, don’t you?” Patomon asked.
“No I wasn’t, I was talking to Kari.”
“I knew it. She’s cracked under the pressure.” Agumon said.
Gatomon glared at him.
“I have done no such thing, Agumon. Somehow, Kari’s managed to find a way to talk to me with her mind. she said she’d explain it to us later, but right now, she wants us to find Ken and the others.”
Agumon shrugged.
“I’ll take your word for it. Lets go then.”
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“I already know.” Davis said quietly.
“What? How?” Gennai said, in a shocked tone.
Davis laughed.
“One of the advantages of having a brash personality is that everyone assumes that you’re stupid. I may not be quite the sharpest tool in the shed, but I’m not as dumb as some people think.”
His grin vanished, and he sat down.
“I don’t know how I really know, but I already know that Taythe is a Motomiya. There was just something about her. Something familiar.”
“That’s because you’ve met the power behind her before.” Dartha said.
Gennai looked at him warningly, but the Master shrugged.
“He’s going to find out anyway, Gennai. Might as well be from us.”
A momentary look of chagrin crossed Gennai’s face, but then he nodded.
“You’ve met the power behind Taythe before Davis. And you’ve fought it before. You fought it in the middle of a storm, on top of a tower in the middle of a field.”
Davis stared at him in disbelief.
“Uncle Paul?”
“Yes. There are two opposing powers in the digital world. In fact, the same two opposites exist in every world. Normally, they’re dormant, and they are merely a part of chance. However, sometimes, they have to face off against each other. This only happens on worlds where there is a large amount of power.”
“Like the digital world.”
“Got it in one. However, if these two powers were to conflict directly, it’d probably pull the entire world apart. And so they’ve elected champions. You and Veemon, and Taythe and the Dragons.”
“Okay, I’ve got that part, but how come there’s so many of them and so few of us?”
“Think about it, Davis.”
He did, and to his surprise, not to mention those who knew him, the answer came into his mind very quickly.
“There’s always less light than darkness… but a small amount of light can always drive the darkness away.”
His Digivice started to glow. Veemon suddenly leapt to his feet, and ran out of the cave.
“Activate it, Davis.” Gennai said.
Davis ran after his Digimon companion, and pressed the activation stud on his Digivice.
“VEEMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO…”
The light surrounded the small creature, and pulled him into the air. The intensity of it was blinding, and when it finally faded, a white armoured figure hung in the vast cave.
“EDENAMON!”
Gennai grinned.
“It is time.”
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Far across the land of the digital world, Derron Motomiya looked up from his desk, as he felt the shudders in the dense energy field of the world. He stood.
“It is time.”
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