Me: Here it is! The final chapter.

Davis: I'm in this one too! Sweet!

Me: Disclaimer?

Gatomon: The Light's Refrain doesn't own Digimon. Not a scrap.

Me: Stroytime!

Oh Innocent One

Almost Three Months Later...

"Kari!" Davis announced happily, dropping his two loads of luggage and racing towards his old friend. His brown hair was as crazy as ever, and he still wore those silly goggles that used to belong to her brother. He was wearing a brown jacket with a kangaroo embroidered on one pocket, done in many bright colors with thick black lines, along with some torn-up jeans. The spire piece bounced around on a long silver chain around his neck.

"Hey bro! You gotta carry stuff like everyone else!" his sister yelled at him. He promptly ignored her as he always did.

Kari smiled timidly. "Hey.'

She noticed that one of the bags that Davis had dropped was squirming around unhappily. In a few moments, a small Digimon of the purest blue and white squeezed out of the bag. It had two odd appendages sticking out of its head, both somewhat ziggyzaggy. It ran over to Davis on all fours.

"Demiveemon!" Davis scolded,

His Digimon gave him big, sad eyes.

"Allright..." Davis relented, picking on Demiveemon and letting him stay on his shoulder.

Kari giggled. "So how was the trip?"

"Oh, it was awesome!" Davis replied. "Too bad you can't really ride around on kangaroos though."

Davis looked around the airport a few times. "Man, so they really all moved? This sucks!"

She had never told Davis what had really happened to the others. The last thing she wanted was to see Davis's carefree smile fade away into mourning and despair, perhaps never to return. It had been so hard on her, and she didn't want Davis to go through the same thing. No, let him think that they all had to move away for some reason or other, that was much easier to accept...

It wasn't a hard lie to tell. Almost all of her friend's families had moved away shortly after their children's deaths. They couldn't stand the fact that almost everywhere they went, their would be a painful reminder that her kids were gone. More importantly, there were memories everywhere of what cause their eventual downfall: Digimon.

"Yeah..." Kari replied.

"And they didn't even give us their addresses or anything!" Davis pouted.

"I know..."

"Tai having fun with his dad?"

Her dad was around so rarely, even more so than now that Tai was gone. Her mom suspected that it didn't just have to do with work these days. So it was easy enough to say that Tai decided to go with her dad. Her family was on the brink of divorce, she could just feel it.

"Yes, I'm sure he is," Kari replied.

"Hey, Kari, I wanna ask you something," Davis said.

"No, I'm not going out with you," Kari replied flatly.

"Man!" Davis whined. She could hear his sister's amused laughter.

"C'mon, let's go home and get some rest," Davis's dad insisted. "You can chat more with your friend later."

'Allright..." Davis grumbled, walking back over to pick up his fallen luggage with a little effort. "See ya!"

….

ERROR

A teenage boy with chocolate hair that seemed to have a will of its own strolled through what seemed to be a desert, humming the tune of Rockefeller Stank. His cheerful eyes, just as chocolate-hued as his hair, looked ahead calmly. He wore a sleek blue jacket with a plain white shirt and some faded jeans that were tattered at the bottom. An aged whistle hung around his neck, bounded by a string.

The sand warped underneath his feet with each step he took. Every time he began to lift up his feet, the ground clung to the bottom of his feet like wet tar, making it slightly difficult to break free. He became annoyed with this, so he began to float instead.

Soon his destination came into sight; a huge, stone throne occupied by a Machinedramon. His entire body consisted of a dull grey metal, with various thick wires running through his back and throat. Small cat Digimon called Gazimon were fanning the steel Digimon with palm leaves.

"Bring me my food!" Machinedramon barked.

Several Gazimon scurried over, carrying a huge plate of delicately prepared meals of all kinds. Machinedramon snatched the plate, dumped it all into his mouth, and carelessly tossed the plate back onto the ground.

"More!" Machinedramon commanded.

"B-But-"

"MORE!"

The Gazimon yelped and darted off.

It was then that Machinedramon noticed the boy walking towards him.

"A human?" he scoffed. "What's a human doing in my land?"

The boy smirked. Obviously this Digimon hadn't seen too many humans; otherwise he would know that most humans don't float slightly above the ground.

"What's so funny, human?" Machinedramon growled. "I'll let you know that I've conquered this entire sector barehanded, and I have also-"

While the steel Digimon went on to brag about his might, the boy summoned a sphere of fire and began bouncing it on his knee. After getting bored with this, he began bouncing it higher into the air using both his legs and his head.

"Are you even listening to me!" Machinedramon snapped.

He let the sphere of flame rest in his hand. "Nope!"

"Why you-" he began, thrusting his claw at the boy.

The boy easily evaded the attack, flying upwards until his gaze was level with Machinedramon's.

Ya know, your aim sucks," taunted the chocolate-haired boy.

Machinedramon let out a cry of frustration. The Gazimon cowered behind the throne.

As Machinedramon lunged for him, jaws wide open, the boy made his move. He tossed the fire sphere up into the air, yelled "Supernova Shot!" and his foot into the ball of fire. It was sent streaking through the air, some of the flames streaming behind it, and rushed down his throat.

The steel Digimon made a gargled noise of surprise before flames erupted all over his body. The boy watched with a look of satisfaction as the colossus let out a weak moan, collapsed onto the desert dust, and dissolve into data.

He closed his eyes as he began to glow softly. The loose particles were immediately drawn to him and became absorbed into his body. After a sigh, he looked over to where the Gazimon were hiding and put on a friendly smile.

They crept out slowly at first, then happily dashed over towards their new hero.

"That was awesome!"

"Yeah, you really showed him!"

"We can't thank you enough!"

"No problem," the boy replied.

"What's your name?"

"Me? I'm Atagu," the boy answered. "Nice to meetcha!"

And there you go. Hope you enjoyed it

Yay! I got reviews this time! Thank goes to:

Litanya: I'm glad you're still reading this. I was afraid you'd stopped reading it.

thegreatwhitewolf: Pleased to have a new reader aboard. I also like really dark fics, although this fic is especially dark for me. Oh course, since it's so much darker than normal, lots of people tend to get scared away, especially when the fatalities came along.

Well that wraps up this fic. Thanks to everyone who had read this. BTW you can tell me your theories on the last part of this chapter ;)

EDIT: So you survived this ancient story of mine, huh? Well, there's a recent sequel to this called Commencing Overwrite that is WAY better than this old story. Fun fact: there was an old Commencing Overwrite too, but it was never finished. In fact, it was so bad that I took it down, and later started the new one. So if you're interested, go check it out! If you're someone who came from CO to check out the prequel, thanks for coming, and I hope this story wasn't too disappointing :P

Cya!