The Phoenix never rises until it is slain.
The cycle must come to a full close before it comes again.
Let us look back at our failures...
And triumph through the last stand.
The shadows from each collective team suddenly take rise. Tamers and Digimon gasp in horror and disbelief as it towered over the building. Had they not won? Had they fought for nothing?
The Shadowy form, the collection of all despair, takes shape in the haunting guise of a demon; a digimon made of a collection of anything it could get its hands on.
This was Quaemon, the near-formless digimon of parts. To each tamer, each digimon, it had a different face...a recognizable arm here and an leg there...a collection of ever-changing pieces of digimon.
“Your despair is what I want...those are the strings I weave into the nets I cast! How dare you stand in my way? My collection must grow...and if all of you won’t be part of my collection, then I will simply destroy what cannot be mine!”
And yet, he simply faded away...leaving distraught, tired, and confused tamers and digimon at an empty battlefield with a half-ruined building.
What was to become of Tamer’s Rest now?
She felt it.
As Quaemon invaded the hearts of everyone around her, only to be beaten back by the different strengths each tamer had, she felt the relief clear the air around Tamer’s Rest briefly, before the confusion set in. But as hours passed and Quaemon did not seem to return, the teams had gotten together and began focusing on resting and bring order back to the chaos. She felt the fear, the disappointment, along with questions on what was to happen to the tournament that everyone had joined with high hopes. But she also felt the lingering warmth of visitors who came by...probably worried for her, and yet she could not find it in herself to raise from her state of stone.
Until she felt that.
The building of a force so great, aimed towards the crumbling building that still held people that she must protect…
She woke, startling the two estranged occupants to either side of her bed.
“Get out...we have to get out!”
No one saw it coming until it was too late. The light that built up in the sky above them, the winds that picked up around them, the beam that rushed towards them…
A light that could be seen from islands away came down forcefully upon the location of Tamers Rest.
She knew it was too late to run, but it wasn’t too late to do one last thing.
Some saw her as she flew through her window and dove to the ground, landing just in time to face up towards the beam.
“This is the last you will ever do...the last time you ever try to take from us! In exchange for the safety of all who are under my wings, I bind myself to this this oath: until the day when I am no longer needed by the people who look up to me, none shall harm my sanctuary!”
The rest was but a blinding flash of light.
[One Day Later]
Everyone was surprised at the change. No one expected it to end this way. Some may think that it wasn’t worth coming to, but some would believe that it was an experience worth remembering.
“Magnihild and Electmon, Takeo and Shoutmon, Puli and Saltamon...You are but three of the many who fought so hard until the end, and brought about the hope and strength that this tournament was first meant to build upon. And to the many others...to the ones who helped break me from my reckless behavior, and to the ones who stood with us until the end...thank you, everyone, for coming.”
Having molted away from her Seraphim form, Arysesyra was in a form none were accustomed to see. She gave out three medals to the three most notable in the fight, and attempted to apologize extensively to the rest of the remaining tamers.
“What was meant to be a tournament ended...drastically far from what we meant for it to be…”
But far from that commotion, away from the questions and the worries, Bit and Byte sat nervously beside a group of other tamers with Janna, who had elected to watch over the two.
“What are you two going to do now?” Mathew asked while still keeping a suspicious eye on the two that stole his cloak.
“Nowhere to go…” Bit replied bitterly.
“We never knew where to go. We only knew she was here...we only knew we were connected to her. We were once a part of her, but one day we realized we were...alive. But we woke up without her…” Byte mumbled sadly.
Shay frowned. “Wait, how does that make sense? You were a part of her?”
“I think they mean that their data was part of hers.” Janna filled in. “The scans showed that their source code came from her template.”
“And that makes her mom.” Bit jumped from the rock he sat on and walked towards what everyone else was actually there for.
A barrier...a dome, stretched above them. Generated by a crystal formed from Esyra’s oath, the Seraph-turned-Tenyo could not leave the protective barrier that shielded the tamers from harm. Bit stretched his hand out and it passed through the barrier.
“She created this shield for us.” Matthew sighed. “And it looks like the shield’s center is that crystal, which she can move but she can’t leave without.”
“It was heavy...If we work together we might be able to move it.” Janna mused.
“What do you guys want to move it for?”
Shay answered him before Janna could: “Rebuild. Team Tamers isn’t going to just fall apart because of this. Esyra and the others worked hard for this. Even if the tournament doesn't continue, the team spirit will.”
“Although...I’m worried...Taz and Wayne each kind of just...left…” Janna shook her head. “Everything is falling apa--”
“Nah, nothing’s going to fall apart.” Matt suddenly piped. “Look, I probably won’t be around much since I have things to do back in the village, but why not? Rebuild! I’ll have a place to visit all of you!”
“I’m sure Mag and Puli and Takeo...and anyone else wouldn’t mind. We’ll relocate the crystal to a safer place, build a new Tamers Rest...That way Esyra can have a place to stay, too! She can’t carry that heavy thing around anyway and she can’t leave that barrier anymore…” Shay then rambled off into a list of things they could do with their new plans, and slowly the group walked back to the center of it all, to meet of with all that was left, and build from the ground up.
Who knows...maybe a new Tamers Rest may mean a new gathering of tamers from across the universes, and the start of a new adventure.