Chapter Three: Dreams, Confusion, and a Mystery Solved.
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Takato sighed; Jenrya and Terriermon had left a few minutes ago. Neither
of them had come in, but Jenrya said that they’d ‘talk’ later. It was obvious
from the way that he spoke, that he was glad to have another person with
a digimon around.
He explained of the ‘wild ones’ in the area, and how they usually appeared
at night; but that some were know for being seen in the day.
Takato let him explain it all, not bothering to tell him that he already
knew the basics. He still didn’t full trust Jenrya… Then again, he didn’t
trust anyone. Well, other than Guilmon.
Both of them were in the kitchen at the moment, preparing dinner. Nothing
special, just some frozen lasagna that Takato had bought from the store
yesterday. It was almost finished by now, and Takato grabbed the oven mitts
so that he could take it out of the oven.
Guilmon was already seated on the floor beside the table, and after taking
it out of the oven, and letting it cool down, Takato spooned out some for
both himself and his dinosaur digimon, Guilmon getting the larger portion
of the meal.
He put Guilmon’s dish down in front of him and watch as he started gobbling
it down happily, before finally putting his own dish down on the table,
and seating himself in one of the chairs. He wasn’t really that hungry…
Looking around the kitchen he noted that it was one of the few rooms that
Vamdemon had not totally ripped apart. The front hall was a mess and it
was obvious to him that Vamdemon had come back later -most likely looking
for him- and had tore apart a few of the rooms upstairs, including his bedroom.
Still… He hadn't bothered to clean up anything yet… He’d been here for
over a week now and everything remained in the spot it had been in that
night five years ago…
***Flashback***
A smirk appeared on the ghostly face of the Vamdemon as he watched his
father try and decide... "I will give you 5 seconds to tell me or she will
die.”
“5” Vamdemon watched his father in amusement.
“4” He didn’t know what to do!
“3” The seconds seemed to go by faster and faster.
“2” Vamdemon paused for a breath…
“1” The ghostly smirk was back.
*Snap* Mie’s eyes were opened wide in shock, though she gazed at nothing...
***End Flashback***
“Takatomon?” Guilmon’s voice snapped him out of his own thoughts, not seeming
to notice his discomfort.
“Yeah?” He answered, only listening half-heartedly.
“Do you like Jenrya?” He asked simply.
“What?” Takato was shocked at both Guilmon’s question and bluntness.
“I was just wondering… You haven’t had a lot of friends since I became
your partner… So is Jenrya an okay friend?”
“Well… Yeah I guess so… He’s okay.”
“That’s good.”
Guilmon was already finished his meal, where as Takato had barely even
taken a bite out of his own. Still, he gathered up both plates, and cleaned
up the mess of the kitchen before heading up stairs for some sleep. It had
been a long day for both of them…
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It was almost dark out, but Jenrya didn’t really notice as he walked home,
deep in though. Terriermon had fallen asleep just a few minutes before,
and he carried the little digimon in his arms. His mind was elsewhere though…
“That can’t be right… Digi-Destined are only from the anime… Tamers are
the real world types…”
Unconsciously he pulled out his D-arc, and came to a stop. A street light
overhead went on, making it easier to see through the darkness. But he didn’t
notice, his eyes examining his D-Arc as if dissecting it by sight. "Why
does he have a Digivice, where me and Terriermon have a D-Arc?”
No answer came to him.
He pocketed his D-Arc, and knowing that him the answer was not going to
come while standing in the middle of the sidewalk doing nothing he started
off again, his pace slow and even.
His stomach grumbled, but he ignored it. He should have been home right
now, eating dinner… "Stop it," He chided himself softly, "If I keep
thinking like this I’m bound to turn into another Terriermon!" He frowned
at though… One was enough.
Terriermon took this moment to try and roll over, which was practically
impossible with the fact of him being in Jen’s arms. This act just caused
him to wake up instead. “Jen, why’d you wake me?!” He complained rather loudly,
and other people on the sidewalk looked around, turned to search for the sound.
Terriermon immediately went into doll-mode until the people had either passed,
or given up on their search.
“I didn’t do anything! And will you just be quiet for once?” Jenrya asked,
trying to keep his cool, “You know what will happen if someone finds out
about you!”
Terriermon climbed up onto his head before sulking, “It’s not my fault
I’m a digimon.”
“No,” He replied, secretly agreeing, “but it’s your fault for being such
loud one.”
“Hey!” Terriermon complained, “It comes with the natural charm!”
“Natural charm? You?” Jenrya teased.
“Oh laugh it up wise guy! I have charm and you know it!”
He rolled his eyes. “Whatever… Look, it’s getting late, and I think we
better hurry up. My parents are probably worried enough as it is, and I’d
sorta like to get home before they call the police…” "Well, if they
haven’t already..."
With this last though in mind, he quickened his pace to a run, and Terriermon
yelped as he was almost thrown off of Jen’s head. He reached for the only
thing he could find to regain his balance, Jenrya’s hair.
“Ow! Terriermon!”
A meek replied, “Sorry.”
******
It was dark outside, and street lamps were the only sight of light on the
street as Ruki entered the digital field. By her side was her digimon, Renamon,
and each of them stood with an aura of confidences around them. They were
going to win this battle.
They waited, and Ruki slipped on a pair of violet sunglasses that matched
her eyes, the large shadow of a digimon came into view…
It was a dinosaur digimon, that much she was sure of… It stood tower above
both her and her digimon on it two strong legs; it’s skin almost completely
orange, other than the thin blue strips that mixed in with the orange. Over
it’s head it wore a brown, skull like helmet, with three horns attached.
But it’s eyes… It’s eyes seemed to lost their fiery red color for some reason
and instead seemed to be white, a blank look on it’s face.
Ruki pulled out her D-Arc. "Greymon; adult, special attack; Mega
Flame."
Renamon glared at the digimon, prepared to attack when she was told to.
But she could tell there was something different about this digimon… Something
wrong… Very wrong. She just couldn’t figure out what it was…
"Renamon… You know the drill."
"As you wish Ruki."
The Opposing Digimon made his gigantic form lean back as a bright red light
started to emerge from his mouth.
"MEGA FLAME!"
Renamon easily avoided the ball of fire Greymon launched as she jumped
into the air, using her agility to her advantage.
Ruki pulled out a card... But then put it away... This Digimon wasn’t worth
her slashing a card.... It must have just recently evolved, and besides
it was so slow it had no chance against Renamon’s speed.
The Greymon must have realized this and had taken the next best course
of action. He, like the other two would not give up so easily, and he’s
next shot was fired directly at Ruki.
He shouted again. “MEGA FLAME!”
The giant ball of fire was coming directly at her, the Greymon saw it,
Renamon saw it, and Ruki saw it. But she was scared stiff… She didn’t know
what to do… She felt as if her entire body had gone numb…
“Ruki!”
She felt the intense heat as the fire blast, just missed her. Renamon had
tackled her and they both hit the pavement, Ruki on the bottem.
Renamon rose, clearly un-hurt, and she looked at the large Greymon that
seemed to be waiting for her to make the next move, before looking back at
her Tamer. “Ruki, are you okay?”
Rika’s shoulder stung, and she had ripped her shirt in that area. She knew
she’d be feeling that tomorrow, but now it didn’t matter. She got to her
feet. “I’m fine! Now get him!” Bright red flames, slowly licked at the pavement
beside her before disappearing like nothing, only leaving the faint smell
of smoke…
Her partner nodded, not really expecting anything less from her partner.
Swiftly she jumped behind the giant adult and leaped into the air… Suddenly
pure, white, sharp objects surrounded her…
“FOX LEAF ARROWHEAD!”
The white objects rained upon the Greymon and Ruki watched as the digimon
burst into data…
Renamon waited for the sign from her to grab the digimon’s data and steal
it for her own, but none came… She looked to her partner, waiting in confusion.
Rika didn’t know what to do though! Her first reaction was to take the
data, but then she remember those boy’s words for the second time that day…
“Digimon aren’t just data, their living things.”
Slowly the data disappeared and soon only her and her digimon remained
on the dark street. She grumbled only one sentence… “Damn you Goggle-head…
Who ever you are…”
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Takato threw the covers off with a start. Before remembering his dream…
A serious look came across his face for a moment before her chuckled. “Ruki…
That’s three dreams about you already… How did you become my dream girl?”
His face became serious once again. “But, still… It has to mean something…”
Looking around his room, he found no sign of Guilmon, nor was he worried.
Guilmon knew how to look after himself, and he often went out at night for
some free air…
Lying down, he rolled to his side and fell blissfully into darkness once
more.
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She winced as Renamon put a damp cloth on her shoulder, along with a little
bit of disinfectant. It hurt, and she tried hard to keep a straight
face. She’d cut her shoulder up pretty badly, and though it hadn’t hurt
that much at the time of the incident, now it was defiantly bothering her.
That’s why both Renamon and her sat in her room. Renamon tending to her
injury. She felt rather stupid having to ask her own digimon for help, but
their had been no way to avoid it. But she knew she couldn’t both clean and
bandage it on her own, and asking either her mother or grandmother for help
would lead to questions. Questions she didn’t want to answer.
“Ruki,” Her digimon spoke, her voice crisp and clear though the silent,
night air. “I can’t do this when you keep fidgeting.”
Ruki wanted to shoot back a flurry of shouts and insults but held back,
instead she spoke calmly, but voicing her opinion. “I’m not a child you know,
so don’t treat me like one! And besides, this isn’t exactly comfortable you
know. Bandage it already!”
Because Renamon was behind her, she couldn’t see frown that developed on
her face but she knew it was there. “Your injury needs to be cleaned,” She
stated, giving Ruki no choice in the matter.
She waited for what felt like hours, not replying to Renamon as she wrapped
her upper arm and shoulder in a tight bandage. Finally she’d finished, stepping
away from Ruki and heading for her bedroom window. Ruki stood up as well,
rubbing her shoulder gingerly.
“Renamon, wait.”
Renamon turned back, looking into her eyes with mild confusion. “Yes Ruki?”
She stared back, “Do you remember the boy we fought last night?”
Renamon grimaces. “How could I forget?” She reached for her stomach, which
hurt more than she’d care to admit.
“Do you think you could find him?”
Renamon looked surprised for a moment. “But why Ruki?”
“I want you to find him so that we can have another digimon battle.” She
stated, sounding almost angry. “And this time, you’ll win, I’ll make sure
of that.”
Renamon frowned, but did not comment, her only response was the nodding
of her head. She was thinking about the task at hand…
After another moment, Renamon spoke her farewells, "Goodbye Ruki," and
with that Renamon vanished.
Ruki was left alone with her thoughts....
*******
Renamon leapt from building to building… Her senses on full alert…
She was searching for something, and when that something caught her eye
she knew she had found what she was looking for… Her destination, Shinjuku
Elementary… "Besides Ruki’s private school this is the only one around,*
she noted. "The boy must go here..."
She was determined to find this boy, no matter what the cost. She, like
Ruki, believed in her goal to be the best, and Ruki was defiantly not at hers.
She hoped to fix that problem… And she believe that her beating the boy’s
digimon would be the right thing to set her back on track.
That’s when another thing caught her eye, something red. But it swiftly
moved to avoid her glance. "Guilmon…"
Renamon followed him, just barely staying out of his sight. But the digimon
didn’t seem to realize that he was leading her. Right to the boy’s home.
He raced away, looking behind he a few times to make sure he wasn’t being
followed, and missed the sight of Renamon, hot on his trail.
That’s when he stopped. In front of an old building from what she could
tell, it almost falling apart from the looks of it. The paint was peeling
and a couple of the windows were broken. Looking in one of them she could
see a young boy… Ruki’s age by the looks of it, but with silver hair… This
had to be the boy that they had fought, and been beaten by just the other
day… This had to be the boy Ruki was so angry at…
Suddenly she heard growling and looked down to see Guilmon looking up at
her, he’d obviously picked up her scent.
Deciding she had what Ruki requested she retreated, disappearing into the
night air like a ghost. She just missed the confused look the red dinosaur
gave her…
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"Good Morning Kazu-san."
"What the hell, since when did I sleep with stuffed animals...? No,
I won’t think about that... I slowly opened my eyes, to find two orange
ones staring straight back at me…"
“What the-“ In my surprise, both the orange-eyed stuffed animal, and me
fell off the couch, and I hit my head on the coffee table. “Ow!”
My new talking stuffed animal was in a panic, “Kazu-san!? Are you okay?
Are you hurt? I’m sorry!”
“Huh?” In my daze I could barely see straight, little lone think, “What
are you doing here? You’re a digimon aren’t you? But that can’t be possible!”
I shook my head in denial. “Digimon aren’t real... That’s it! I gotta be
dreaming.”
I tried testing out my theory, and pinched myself really hard on
the arm. It hurt, but looking up I saw that the talking plushie was still
there…
Suddenly my ‘broken device’ started to beep...
I don’t know how I knew it but as if it was calling to me somehow. I reached
into my pocket and grabbed it… Bringing the device to my face to get a better
look I noticed that the screen was no longer the grey static of a broken
T.V. It had a radar of some sort…
"Maybe it’s not broken after all…" I thought to myself. “But then
again… What is it?” My question was asked out loud, and the digimon jumped
at the chance to answer me.
“It’s a tracking device!” He was practically bouncing with excitement.
“That little red dot right there,” He pointed to the bright red dot on the
screen, “is me, your digimon!”
I looked over to the child digimon questioningly... "Hey I don’t know why
I know,” He replied, truthfully. “I just do…”
“So…” I tried to go at this as calmly as possible, “Do I just call this
thing a tracking device, or what?”
He shook his head, “I think it’s called a D-arc… Not sure why though.”
I skipped on to my next question. “And… You’re my digimon right?”
“Right.”
“Why?”
“......”
He seemed confused at my question, so I tried to give a better explanation.
“Well, why are you my digimon, and not someone else’s?”
“I don’t know, I’m just yours…” He seemed upset that he couldn’t give me
a real answer to my question.
“Hey,” I picked him up in my arms, “don’t worry about it, it’s not your
fault.”
He immediately perked up.
“So what’s your name?”
“Kapurimon.” He answered, happily.
I took the next few minutes to look my digimon over. He was small, no more
that at the very most a child type digimon, I guessed. His brightly lit,
orange eyes, we seem through a metal like helmet, that seemed to cover most
of it’s body. What wasn’t covered was a purple color, or white and purple
strips when it came to it’s small tail.
“Man, this is so cool!” I spoke my excitement, “My very own digimon!”
That’s when the front door opened and closed, and both Kapurimon and me
jumped up from our position on the floor.
“Oh shit, my parents are home!”
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I entered my room and put Kapurimon down on the bed, luckily my reputation
around the house would suffer but at least Kapurimon was safe… My mom had
believed my excuse, and Kapurimon would now be known as my newest stuffed
animal around the house, at least where my parents were concerned.
I believe I had officially dumbfounded them this time… The last time I
had slept with a stuff animal had been in second grade, and even then no
one knew about that except for them and myself…
I slammed my bedroom door behind me, and locked it, making sure neither
of my parents could ‘accidentally’ barge in on me, and my newfound partner.
My parents always tried to get me to help out around the house on the weekends,
but usually I try to avoid it, "Saturday is a day to enjoy myself, not
to become someone’s personal slave." I though dully.
Quickly heading over to my window, I shut my window blinds as well, to
avoid anyone see the two of us through there.
“Why ya making it so dark in here?” I turned away from the windows to see
Kapurimon hopping about. "Sheesh," I though myself. "He’s like
a Furbie on sugar high… Well, if you add a metal helmet and a tail…"
*Crash*
In Kapurimon’s excitement, he’d knocked over the lamp on my desk, and it
fell to the floor…
*Smash*
I watched in shock as he bounded around the room, knocking the cards I
had with me on to the floor…
“Hey!” I cried, “Watch what your doing!” "Now I know how Taichi and
Hikari must of felt when they had Koromon in the first movie…" He kept
bumping into things, not paying any attention to where he was going or what
he was doing, and I was starting to wonder why my mom or dad hadn’t come
to check on me.
Suddenly his bouncing stopped, and he looked at something on the floor
in front of him, his eyes growing wider with a type of fear I couldn’t place.
It was one of my cards.
"The Digital Hazard..." He mummered, before finally looking up, the fear
still in his eyes. “Where did you get this Kazu-san?” He demanded, sounding
almost angry.
“Whoa, dude…” I replied, slightly shocked by his tone, “It just a card!”
“I’m sorry…” He replied, lowering his tone, “But I need to know where you
got a picture of this… And why would you carry around such a thing? The
beast that bears the most chaotic sign the in all the Digital World…”
I looked at him as if he was an alien or something, well I guess he sorta
was an alien, but still… "What is he talking about? Any why did he suddenly
go from all sugar high craziness, to solemn warrior all of the sudden?"
“What do you mean by that Kapurimon? I just got the card off a friend.”
"Or former one for that matter." I though with a slightly
dulled anger.
"The only beast to bear that mark ended up nearly destroying the Digital
world…” He paused for a moment, remembering the damage that had been done,
before continuing. “He was a gatekeeper of some sort… I’m sorry I can’t
remember a lot from that long ago... But he was corrupted, and force to
follow the darker Digim-"
I cut him of with a confused stare.
He looked annoyed but shook his head instead of giving me a better explanation.
"Its not important but it is a must we find out where the card was made…”
"Whatever, I’m going out… Care to come with?" This all just confused me,
and I needed some fresh air… And if I remembered correctly from Digimon
Adventures season one and season two...
He nodded, maybe not understanding, but willing to come along for the ride.
"Of course Kazu-san, it my duty to protect you."
I was right... He’s my guardian as well as digimon.
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