Season 4: Wisemon’s Alternate Ending Series

Part 8: I Can’t Watch This/Dog Eat Dog

By Wisemon

Digimon is the property of Toei Animation. This story contains modified quoted lyrics by System Of A Down and Alice In Chains and modified quoted lines from Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace. This series will now take a step back in time to describe what happened to Takuya, Kouji, Bokomon, and Patamon when they split up from the others. This story starts off with the eventful night before, right after Tomoki followed Junpei who followed Kouichi and Izumi into a clearing in the woods. This story contains sad violence, sexual and drug related dialogue, and bad language. If you’re under 18, you should stop reading now.

“Where did everybody go?” Takuya asked Kouji, the only other human left in their sleeping area. Takuya and Kouji were lying on the ground, almost ready to go to sleep. They had been going over some battle plans to use against Kerpymon, but the two of them weren’t exactly coming up with military masterpieces. As always, Takuya thought that attacking together was the best strategy, whereas Kouji thought that Takuya should just stay the hell out of his way.

“They’ve been gone for about five minutes, and you’re only noticing now?” Kouji asked rhetorically. “You’re so oblivious. I don’t know exactly where they went, but I think my twin brother is about to get some action. Izumi was giving him a coming attraction earlier today; now he’s going to get the feature presentation.”

“You’re the oblivious one,” Takuya retorted. “Junpei and Tomoki are gone too. It’s a safe bet that Tomoki followed Junpei, and an even safer bet that Junpei followed Izumi. Junpei is obsessed with Izumi; she’s the only reason he stayed in this world. There’s no denying that you, me, and Kouichi find her attractive and wouldn’t mind fucking her, even if it means dealing with her annoying and occasionally abusive personality. Somehow, Junpei takes more abuse from her than anyone, and he still doesn’t find her annoying. He told me himself; he’s in love with her. He actually fantasizes about marrying her. He’s clearly the best man for her, and we shouldn’t get in the way of that.”

“You’re right; Junpei has the most honorable intentions amongst the four of us, but since when do girls Izumi’s age make the right decisions about guys? It has to go both ways; she has to want him, which she doesn’t. The reason he takes so much abuse is because he’s a fat loser with deservedly low self esteem. There’s no doubt that if you, me, or Kouichi fucked Izumi, it would be nothing more than a fling, but there’s nothing wrong with that.” Kouji chuckled a little to himself after making his besmirching comment.

“Aside from the fact that Junpei actually loves her, the fact that she’s a bitch, and the fact that I have a girlfriend back home, I haven’t made a move on Izumi because I don’t want to cross Junpei. He’s a nice guy, but you’ve seen how motivated to fight he becomes when he can claim to be fighting for Izumi. He beat Grumblemon to get her spirit back despite being injured. Imagine what a healthy Junpei would do to either of us if we messed with her.” Takuya remembered what Kouji said about what he thought Kouichi was doing at the moment. “If Kouichi gets caught with Izumi tonight, the brother that you never knew you had might become the brother that you never see again.”

“First of all, Junpei can never be healthy, because he’s obese,” Kouji quipped. “Secondly, I can’t believe that you’re actually afraid of that pudgy dork. Well, you can go ahead and be a pussy, but my brother isn’t afraid of him, and neither am I. As a matter of fact, if Tomoki weren’t here, I’d have simply killed Junpei and taken Izumi a long time ago. We’re in a Lord of the Flies scenario, so it makes sense for Piggy to die.”

“Have a heart, buddy,” Takuya told his callous companion.

“I have a black belt in karate, and Junpei has a punching bag for a stomach. He eats a quarter of a dinner for six, he always complains about having to walk, he gives out information and advice that nobody asked for, and he’s useless against Kerpymon. So if I’m able to kill him, why shouldn’t I? Why should I have a heart?” Kouji didn’t think that there was any way that Takuya could answer him.

Takuya was waiting for the setup, and Kouji gave it to him. “We already have the spirits of flame, water, wind, and earth. If you have a heart, we’ll be able to summon Captain Planet.” Takuya started laughing, but Kouji quickly shut him up with a hard punch to the shoulder. “Why’d you punch me? I didn’t say it was okay.” Takuya rubbed his shoulder. “You don’t care, do you? Sooner or later, you’ll violate a part of me again, won’t you? Okay, buhhhddy, do you want my honest opinion?”

“You say ‘buddy’ about thirty times a day, and that’s alright. Occasionally, you switch it up and say ‘buhhhddy’, and that’s not alright. PaulyShore was never cool, and you need to stop doing that.” Kouji recalled the content of Takuya’s question. “Now, what’s your wrong opinion?”

Takuya ignored the “wrong” part. “In a Lord of the Flies scenario, you’d be the first to go, because you’re the one that the rest of us like the least. You always want to do things by yourself, and you think you’re better than the rest of us. Junpei does the exact opposite; he tries to hold the group together. We’re the ones with the greatest powers, so Junpei lets us be the stars while he takes the comic relief. That might sound easy, not fighting, but you wouldn’t be able to do it; your ego is too big.”

“Junpei holds the group together because he has a gravitational pull.” Kouji’s comeback attempt was a haphazard effort; Takuya had struck a nerve. “Whatever, it doesn’t matter who the most popular one is; only the strongest will survive.”

“Actually, while you might have the speed and skill advantage, Junpei definitely has the strength and size advantage,” Takuya pointed out. “I’m just going to say it. Buddy, you always want to play, but you never want to lose. If you fight Junpei, you’re going to lose. He may seem like a happy guy, but until he gets Izumi, I sense great sadness in him. Sadness leads to anger, anger leads to violence, and violence will lead to your ass getting kicked by the big man.”

Kouji tried to follow what Takuya said, and he came to a realization. “You smoke pot, don’t you? We’ll have a little chat about that in the morning. For now, let’s go to sleep.” Kouji rolled away from Takuya and drifted off to sleep.

Just as Takuya was on the verge of slumber himself, he heard Kouichi screaming in the distance. “Note to self: Don’t fuck with Junpei; don’t try to fuck with Izumi.”

When Takuya and Kouji woke up in the morning, they immediately noticed that Junpei, Kouichi, Izumi, and Tomoki hadn’t returned. Patamon was also gone; in his place was a digimon that appropriately called himself Angemon. “My baby is all grown up!” Bokomon exclaimed. “When did this happen?”

“I digivolved just as the sun was rising,” Angemon answered. “You’re right Papa-Mom, I have grown up, and my first business as Angemon is to take care of my grownup needs. So if you’ll excuse me, I have to get to the ShiningCloudCastle in the CloudKingdom.”

“What did you mean by ‘excuse me’?” Takuya asked. “You can’t travel without us. I worked really hard to get back Seraphimon’s data from Mercurymon. I have to make sure that it doesn’t fall into the wrong hands again.”

“What did you mean by ‘grown up needs’?” Kouji asked. “Do you have a hot girlfriend waiting for you in ShiningCloudCastle?”

“Nothing gets by you, does it?” Angemon realized that he was going to have to bring them along, and he really didn’t want to do that. He knew that the two of them only had Izumi as an option, and they didn’t like her as a person. If they saw his Angewomon, they’d want her, and he wasn’t about to share her. “I’ll take you to my castle, but you have to promise not to lust after my woman.”

“That’s fine by me,” Takuya said. “I already have a special girl of my own.”

“What about you?” Angemon looked at Kouji.

“I’m a fighter, not a lover,” Kouji stated flatly.

“I think it’s a bad idea to split up from the others, yet again,” Bokomon said.

“I understand how Angemon feels; we can’t talk him out of this.” Takuya briefly thought about what it would be like to get back to his girl. “Just draw the map, Bokomon; they’ll follow it.”

“I’d prefer if you would not have them come directly to ShiningCloudCastle.” Angemon didn’t want any company; he planned on being busy. It was bad enough that he was going to have to take Takuya, Kouji, and Bokomon with him to his castle; the last thing he needed was the rest of them showing up at his door. “Instead, have them come to the nearby Cloud Terminal. You can meet up with them there.”

“I think someone should stay behind to make sure that they get the map.” Although Kouji knew that he couldn’t realistically kill Junpei, he could still burden him. “Neemon, I think that should be your job. Once you meet up with Junpei and the others, they’ll be in charge of you. All you have to do is give them the map.”

“Why do I have to stay behind?” Neemon asked.

“You’re useless to us,” Kouji answered. “Hopefully, under Junpei’s supervision, you’ll get yourself killed.”

“The map is done,” Bokomon announced. He walked up to his oldest acquaintance and handed the piece of paper to him. “Here you go, Neemon; even you can’t screw this up.”

“Even if they don’t get the map, they could learn to use the tracking feature on their D-Tectors to find us,” Kouji said.

Takuya couldn’t believe it. “You mean all this time there was a way to trace each other using our D-Tectors, and you knew it, and you didn’t tell us? Do you know how much seeking time you could’ve saved us?”

“I was usually the one you were looking for, and I didn’t want to be found. So, it behooved me not to tell you,” Kouji explained.

“You can talk as we make our voyage,” Angemon pointed out. “Let’s be on our way.”

“Hold on,” Takuya said, “what are those pink things behind that rock?”

“I’d say they’re more purple than pink,” Neemon pointlessly interjected.

“They’re Izumi’s hat and vest. She’s probably going to want these back. I’ll just hold on to them for now.” Takuya put Izumi’s hat into one of the many pockets on his cargo pants, and he put Izumi’s vest on over his incessantly open red shirt. “Now we can go.”

Kouji was about to mention how gay Takuya looked in the vest, but he realized that he’d be falling into a trap again. “Noticing how he looks is also gay, pretty clever for a pothead.”

Takuya, Kouji, Bokomon, and Angemon walked to the foot of some hills, and began walking up those hills. “You wanted to talk with me about my marijuana usage,” Takuya reminded Kouji.

“I did, but I changed my mind. It’s none of my business, and I don’t mind. I don’t mind if your pink brain turns to gray. I don’t mind if you lose your mind, so never mind. You can go ahead and waste your life, just don’t expect me to ever take orders from you again.” Kouji’s tone was even colder than usual.

“I don’t see what my recreational habit has to do with my effectiveness as a leader,” Takuya noted.

“Of course you don’t; that’s a microcosm of the point.” Kouji’s point was that marijuana kills brain cells, and through his contorted logic, he figured that using big words would help make it even clearer. “Like I said though, I don’t give a rat’s ass. If you want to have a heart to heart discussion about this with someone, talk to that pansy Junpei.”

“There appears to be a shack of some sort on the other side of this hill,” Bokomon said. He noticed that Takuya and Kouji were still walking to the top. “Will you two stop lagging behind?”

“That’s just Polkamon’s Music Shop,” Angemon told him. “We don’t have time to stop there.”

“A music store, that sounds like fun. I think we should check it out,” Takuya said excitedly. “Some of my best friends are in a band.”

“That’s a big surprise,” Kouji commented sarcastically. “I think we should keep moving.”

“I’ve always wanted to meet Polkamon,” Bokomon said. “I’ve heard that he’s very good with computers and other electronic devices, and he writes song parodies.”

“So it’s two votes for going in and two votes for moving on. Let’s settle this with a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors,” Takuya suggested.

“I’ll take you on.” Kouji wasn’t about to back down from anything remotely competitive. “If I win, we head straight to the ShiningCloudCastle.”

“Why are you so anxious to go there?” Takuya asked. “Angemon is the only one who gets anything when we get there. Maybe you’re not as selfish as I thought.”

“Just shut up and get ready to throw your hand out. One, two, three, shoot!” Kouji threw scissors, knowing that Takuya would throw paper, which he did. “I win; forget the music store.”

“I wish you had thrown rock,” Takuya reflected.

“I know that’s the kind of impression that I leave on people, a rock thrower. That’s exactly why I threw scissors. If you think about Lobomon though, you’ll realize that I’m more of a dissector than a crusher.” Kouji wondered if Takuya would understand what he meant.

Takuya was somewhat puzzled. “Actually, I always roll, I mean throw, paper. I had no idea what you were going to do. It’s just a game of luck.”

“No it isn’t!” Kouji shouted. “The whole purpose of the game is to figure out what the other person will throw based on that person’s mentality.”

“You’re an asshole; you know that, don’t you?” Takuya looked at the little music store sadly as the group went down the hill and past it.

A few hours later, the group came to the beginning of a dark forest. “We should walk around this forest,” Angemon told them.

“The shortest distance between two points is a straight line,” Kouji pointed out. “Why should we go around it?”

“A resident of that forest will slow us down even more than if we go around,” Angemon explained.

“You’re the expert; let’s go around the forest. If it’s safer, I won’t prevent safe passage there.” Kouji took Angemon’s advice with surprising willingness.

“Um, I’m getting kind of hungry. Can we find some food before we continue?” Takuya requested.

“You’re determined to make this take as long as possible? If it’ll shut you up, I’ll find us some food.” Kouji took out his D-Tector. “Execute: Beast Spirit Evolution!” Kouji became the wasp in wolf’s clothing, “KendoGarurumon!” He began sniffing the air, presumably searching for food. “Okay, I found some grub. Everybody climb on my back, and I’ll take us there.”

“I think I’d rather not stray from my path,” Angemon told KendoGarurumon. “I’ll stay here, since it’s all the same.”

“It’s dangerous for my baby to be out here in the open on his own. I’ll stay with him.” Obviously, Bokomon was unaware that he couldn’t offer Angemon all that much protection.

Takuya didn’t like the idea of splitting further, but he was too hungry to argue. “You guys had better be here when we get back, because if you’re not, I’m going to be really pissed.” He climbed onto KendoGarurumon’s back, and the rolling wolf took off.

KendoGarurumon zoomed over hills and past smatterings of trees to reach the target that he’d sniffed out. He skidded to a stop in an open field. “Here we are; now get off my fucking back.”

Takuya looked ahead and saw his intended food. It was a large cauldron, likely filled with soup, boiling over an open fire. It would’ve been a superb lunch, except it seemed to already be claimed. Five Tsukaimon (midnight blue colored Patamon) stood around the cauldron, and one of them was holding a large wooden ladle with his front feet. Takuya was disappointed, but his stomach gave him some persistence. “Well, maybe if we ask them nicely, they might be willing to share some. They certainly seem friendly enough.”

“Fuck that, I’m not sharing.” KendoGarurumon slowly rolled towards the Tsukaimon. “Pigs, you have two choices. Either clear out and leave us the soup, or donate your data to my D-Tector.”

“Buddy, what do you own the world?” Takuya was somewhere in between confused and concerned. “It’s their soup; you can’t just bully them out of it. If you do that, you’re no better than the evil legendary warriors.”

“I’m better because I’m stronger,” KendoGarurumon replied. “Because I’m stronger, I get soup, and they don’t. Takuya, it’s a dog eat dog world. Clearly, I’m the biggest dog here.”

“You’re the biggest bitch; that’s for sure. They have just as much of a right to exist as we do, so quit pushing them around,” Takuya told the big dog.

“You’re not getting our soup,” the Tsukaimon with the ladle said. “You’re big and scary looking, but together we’re stronger, Friendly Fire!” The Tsukaimon spit a fireball at another Tsukaimon. He subsequently explained his bizarre strategy. “I know that attacking each other seems stupid, but it’s the only attack that we Tsukaimon know.”

“Um, you’re not helping your cause,” Takuya pointed out.

“You see, they’re inferior to us. These retards don’t deserve the soup, or any other meal,” KendoGarurumon concluded. “So, are you porkers going to leave, or do I have to teach you the hard way?”

The Tsukaimon who was holding the ladle dropped the utensil. Then all five Tsukaimon reluctantly retreated and left their cauldron to KendoGarurumon.

When the Tsukaimon had disappeared from his field of vision, KendoGarurumon reverted back to Kouji. He walked to the cauldron, picked up the ladle, and started to spoon out soup to his mouth. Eventually, he realized that Takuya hadn’t joined him. “Come on, it’s chow time. Didn’t you say you were hungry?”

“I was, but I lost my appetite,” Takuya replied curtly. “Buddy, you need to seek your inner vision. You need to look inside yourself and figure out why what you did was wrong.”

“You’re such a pussy. What I did wasn’t that bad.” Kouji came up with a relativity defense. “I could’ve been meaner. I could’ve taken their data, but I let them go.”

“You still stole from innocent creatures. You know that’s not right,” Takuya insisted. “If you’re going to tell yourself that you’re clear of sin here, then you’re going to just repeat a couple lies.”

“Whatever, if you’re not going to eat any of this, it’s just more for me.” Kouji dropped the ladle and stuck his head in the cauldron. He began to slurp up and gulp down the soup like a dog, a big bad dog.

Takuya watched in disgust, until a question crossed his mind. “If they were so ‘inferior’, why did you give them a choice? Why didn’t you just destroy them anyway?”

Kouji temporarily pulled his head out of the cauldron. “They were much weaker than me. There would’ve been no honor in it.”

After Kouji finished his meal, Takuya and Kouji had to find their way back to Bokomon and Angemon. The digimon didn’t have traceable D-Tectors, so Takuya was a little concerned about finding them.

“You fucking retard, we’re going to follow KendoGarurumon’s wheel tracks,” Kouji told Takuya.

About fifteen minutes later, Takuya and Kouji regrouped with Bokomon and Angemon, and the journey continued. A few more hours passed and they reached the other side of the dark forest, the long way. “We’ve reached the entrance to the CloudKingdom,” Angemon announced.

“This is just a meadow,” Takuya observed. “That giant ladder over there is a little strange, though. It sure is a high ladder; I can’t even see the top of it. Let me guess; we have to climb it, don’t we?”

“You’re partially correct,” Angemon answered. “Those are actually tracks for a VerticalTrailmon. There should be one coming by soon.”

Ten minutes later, an elevator with eyes above the doors came out of the ground and opened its doors. Takuya, Kouji, Angemon, and Bokomon walked inside. “You must be VerticalTrailmon; it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Bokomon said.

“Just pick a damn floor,” an antisocial VerticalTrailmon told them.

“Take us up to CloudKingdom,” Angemon requested.

The group felt VerticalTrailmon go up quite fast for almost three minutes. When it stopped, the doors opened and Takuya, Kouji, Angemon, and Bokomon walked off. Takuya, Kouji, and Bokomon were immediately stunned to realize that they were walking on clouds. “I must be high,” Takuya said with an intentional double meaning. “Angemon, how high are we?”

“We’re only about a kilometer above the ground,” Angemon answered.

“Personally, I don’t care how high we are. Angemon wants to get to ShiningCloudCastle, so let’s haul ass,” Kouji commanded.

“Kouji definitely has an ulterior motive; I just hope that it isn’t as evil as I think it is,” Takuya thought.

Just as Angemon assured them, the walk from the Cloud Terminal (the arrival point of VerticalTrailmon) to the ShiningCloudCastle was a short one. The yellow brick castle was simplistically designed. It was symmetrical, with a turret on each side and an arched doorway in the center with a double door entrance. It really did seem to shine against the backdrop of the light blue sky. Angemon opened one of the doors and the others followed him in. “Angewomon, I have returned.”

“It sure took you long enough. It seems like you were trapped in that block of ice forever.” An incredibly beautiful angel wearing a visor, a neckerchief, gloves, boots, an armored bra, a revealingly cut bottom half of a leotard connected to one leg of tights, two belts around her midsection, and a floating sash, approached the group. “Are these humans friends of yours?”

“We’re the legendary warriors,” Takuya said. “I’m Takuya; I was the one who got Seraphimon’s data back to its rightful owner. That is how Angemon now stands, or hovers, before you.”

“Okay, nice to meet you.” Angewomon thought that there was something odd about the human. “I think his head is cloudier than the courtyard.”

“My name is Bokomon.” Bokomon took his book out of his waistband and began writing in it. “There really isn’t a lot of information in here about the CloudKingdom, so just like with the Dark Continent, I’m going to fill in some blank spots.

“That’s dandy, have fun.” Angewomon turned to the boy who hadn’t introduced himself. He was very serious looking, as serious as Angemon; Angewomon dug serious guys. “He’s cute, and he has the human advantage. If Angemon weren’t in the way…”

“Execute: Spirit Evolution!” Without warning, Kouji had taken out his D-Tector and called for his transformation into the digital world’s Darth Maul, “Lobomon!”

“Buddy, what the fuck are you doing?” Takuya asked his friend with a mix of anger and dread in his voice.

Lobomon ignored Takuya and addressed the rival dog. “Angemon, as of now, I bet you got me wrong. No more hiding or disguising truths. I wasn’t rushing us to get here out of pointless generosity. I’m challenging you to a duel to the finish. The winner gets Angewomon and ownership of the castle.” Kouji had planned this from the start. He knew Angemon’s woman had to be as attractive as Seraphimon’s woman, Ophanimon. Sure enough, Angewomon was even sexier. Besides, it wasn’t really fair for Angemon to have one woman as a Champion and another as a Mega.

“My egg saved you from being sliced up by Duskmon, and now you’re going to repay me by taking my woman, my home, and my life?” Angemon asked incredulously.

“I guess that means you’re scared,” Angewomon chimed in. “If you don’t fight him, I’ll destroy you myself, and you know that I have the power to do it. He challenged you, and you have to accept.”

Takuya didn’t understand why Angewomon would want to risk being with an asshole like Kouji. He decided to ask Bokomon about it. “Why is she making Angemon fight Lobomon?”

Bokomon supposed that Takuya was enough of an adult to know the truth. “When a human and a digimon mate, the result can’t form a zygote. However, a digimon does get power bonuses from the ejaculatory and vaginal fluids of humans. Most of the time, these bonuses merely boost the digimon’s abilities in battle, but in Angewomon’s case, they affect her digivolution. Angewomon normally digivolves to Holydramon, but an Angewomon that has sexual intercourse with a human can digivolve to Ophanimon.”

“So she had an ulterior motive as well,” Takuya thought. “I guess her and Kouji would make a good couple.”

“Alright Lobomon, I accept the duel, but I won’t show you any mercy,” Angemon told him.

“Fine, but you’d be well advised not to plan my funeral before my body dies. Don’t expect me to cry when angels deserve to die,” Lobomon responded. “I’ll make the first move, Lobo Kendo!” Lobomon took out his blades of light and hooked them together at the ends of the handles to form a staff. He then rushed Angemon with the tip of one of his blades pointed straight at him, like a jousting lance.

Angemon was ready for him. “You made a stupid move, Angel Rod!” Angemon sidestepped Lobomon’s rush and brought his staff down on top of Lobomon’s blade.

“This is terrible; you guys are on the same side!” Takuya shouted. Lobomon and Angemon weren’t listening to him. Takuya realized that there was no way to stop the fight for supremacy. “A woman got Kouichi killed last night, and now a woman is going to get one of these two killed,” Takuya said to himself. “Forget Lord of the Flies, we’re in The Iliad scenario, and this Helen of Troy is a conniving bitch. I can’t watch this. It’s just a poison that’ll feed my eyes. I’d rather sew them shut; I’d rather not see how it ends. I already know that it’s going to be sad. Everyday I’m here, it’s something sad. Everyday, it’s something, and it hits me all so cold. I’ll hit back, the only way I know. I’ll take a hit for myself while I stay away. They’ll find me sitting by myself, on a desolate cloud, no lights, no music, and no excuses.” Takuya walked out of the Shining Cloud Castle and headed for the Cloud Terminal. The contradiction of the serene landscape with the event that was taking place on it made him even more depressed.

I think I did a really good job with Takuya and Kouji’s characterization. I expanded on personality traits from the show, added some similar ones, and made some interesting situations to showcase those traits. Of course, Junpei has also had a lot of characterization done, but he hasn’t finished deciding who he wants to be, the same goes for Izumi and Tomoki. Takuya and Kouji, on the other hand, have formed and finished personalities. I also gave Angemon and Angewomon some characterization. This Angemon has the same personality as his first season counterpart. Angewomon is supposed to be a female version of Kouji, at least for now.

For those of you who are familiar with the demo version of this story and its original title, yes, this was a rewrite. Sure, I fixed some grammatical mistakes, but the big change was an additional scene. After I put the scene in, I realized that another “Weird Al” song also fit for the title, so I decided to use both with a “/” separating them. This is a tribute to “Money For Nothing/Beverly Hillbillies”, because I’ll never be able to use that title. Also, I added a lot more quoted lyrics from Alice In Chains and a few more from System Of A Down. Many of the lines in this story were planted as subtle foreshadowing for the events that occurred later within it. If you reread this, you might notice some of them. Here are some of the things that were meant to foreshadow future stories:

If Junpei fights Kouji, who will win? If Takuya is the paper, and Kouji is the scissors, what does that make Junpei? Well, he isn’t country, he isn’t R&B, and he damn sure isn’t pop.

Who is Takuya’s girlfriend?

Takuya has Izumi’s hat and vest.

Will Takuya have a talk with Junpei?

The VerticalTrailmon comes out of the ground.

Shining CloudCastle is yellow and the sky surrounding it is blue.

What Bokomon said about human and digimon mating can certainly be utilized by someone other than Angewomon.

Who will win Angewomon and the ShiningCloudCastle?

I believe that Layne Staley foreshadowed his own death in his lyrics. The same lyrics are used in this story, in which Takuya and Kouji are the only humans. Will one of them die?

What is Takuya going to do at the Cloud Terminal? You should recall what Tomoki said about Yutaka and whom Takuya quoted before leaving ShiningCloudCastle.