1st Amigo
Chapter 1
He felt the wind rushing in his ears as he tumbled helplessly through the air. A rushing feeling coursed through his body and that familiar sense of weakness came flooding back to him. Not again, he thought savagely. Now I'll never find pants my size.
She wasn't expecting anything of the sort. As she stood looking around her, wondering where to go next, she saw a rushing blur of indigo hurtle past her. She heard a thud and she ran to where the sound had come from.
She paused in shock at the site that met her eyes. A small digimon, about her size, was clambouring labouriously to his feet. He had big, piercing eyes, a lot like hers. He wore large gloves and a scarf, not unlike herself. Like her, he had a small, quirky face and cheeky eyes.
In fact, apart from colouring, they were almost identical.
He stood up, and sighed at how close he was to the ground again. He looked up and blinked in surprise when he saw somebody standing a little way off.
She was just like him, but, while he was a rich indigo colour, she was pale pink. Her eyes were aqua blue, as were her gloves and scarf. At the thought of being watched, he composed himself and shot her a hostile glare.
"What are you staring at?" He said rudely. The digimon in front of him smirked.
"You're not fooling anybody, mate. I saw you get pulverised." She raised an eyebrow and grinned. "Squirt," she added delicately.
He felt himself starting to get impatient. "Oh, and you could do better?? Who do you think you are?"
"I'm Minxmon, if you must know, and I would certainly be able to do better than that. In fact, I could beat you up any day."
"You know, for such a little lady you got a big mouth," he said. "I'm Impmon. And I'm gone." He turned and walked away, but he had only gone a few paces when he suddenly collapsed to the ground, a weight on his back. His eyes narrowed as he heard a mischievious giggling sound from somewhere above him. He narrowed his eyes and craned his neck round to her.
"Excuse me, but when you're quite finished attacking me-"
Minxmon scowled. "Chill out, I'm not going to kill you or anything! I'll just send you back to that lot and they'll finish the job!" She indicated to where a small group of humans and Digimon were standing looking around them. She got up and grinned.
Impmon looked at Minxmon carefully. "You don't have a human, do you?" he said suspiciously, standing up and dusting himself down.
Minxmon shook her head.
"Good," he continued. "At least you're not like all the others. They worship those pathetic little humans. And what did they ever do for us? They just treat us like toys, and they don't care about what we want, or how we feel! They're just self-centered little brats!"
"So, impmon what was your tamer like?"
Impmon paused at his mistake. "What?"
"You obviously hate people. And you were mistreated. Why else would you talk about them like that?"
After a moment, Impmon nodded and sat down. "I had two," he said. "Little kids. They just tossed me around and fought over me all the time. Like I was a ragdoll or something. So I left. And now I don't have a tamer. And I'm happier than I've ever been."
"I bet you are," Minxmon said. "I'd like a tamer."
Impmon stared at her in disbelief. "Why the hell would you want to be stuck in some stuffy old house with a drooling human when you could be free out here?"
"Every Digimon needs a tamer. That's what I think. If not, there'll always be something missing for us. I feel it, the wild Digimon feel it," She paused and looked straight at him. "I bet you feel it too."
Impmon sniggered. "Not likely, toots. I thought it would be hard without Ai and Mako at first, but I can go where I want now, I have all the freedom in the world!"
"Is that really so great? Don't you feel sad and lonely sometimes?"
"You know you're starting to sound like Foxy back there," Impmon glanced back to Renamon, a few hundred meters away. "How many times to I have to tell you, I'm happy the way I am! I don't need a tamer, because I'm strong on my own! I don't want to be a pet!!!"
"No mon is an Island," Minxmon said warningly.
"Well, this one is! I don't need anybody! All I need is me! Alone!"
Minxmon grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him to the ground. "There. Beaten by a girl. We all need somebody, Impmon. You just can't admit it. Why don't we be friends?"
"If it will shut you up," Impmon groaned, getting up.
"Great!" squealed Minxmon. "Let's play a game!"
She sounds like Calumon when she does that, Impmon thought, but he nodded anyway. "Ok, what d'you want to play?"
"I know a game called Hide and Seek!"
"Do we go find him or what?" Henry voiced his thoughts as usual.
Everyone looked at Takato.
"What?" he said. Then he sighed and said, "Ok, but not for too long. We need to find a way home asap. Our parents are probably really worried."
They looked up and saw a figure standing not far off. it pointed in their direction and they waved.
Rika blinked. "What the-"
The figure ran towards them and stopped about a meter away. It was a girl. She had longish black hair and blue eyes, and she was about the same age as Takato and Henry. She was dressed in football shirt, jeans and a baseball cap. She had a cheeky smile, which she wore now.
The girl smiled sheepishly. "Hi, sorry if I scared you. I were just so glad to find other humans! Those creatures are scary! I'm Syd!"
Takato quickly introduced everyone.
"How did you get here, anyway?" Kenta said curiously.
"We found a weird glowy thing in the park," Syd replied. "When we went through it, we couldn't get back out. So we're stuck here."
Kazu looked around, as if he expected to see somebody else. "Have you got Digimon?"
"Nope. That's that game thing, isn't it? We were gonna get it for Christmas-"
"No, I mean, Digimon, the real things!" Kazu gestured round at the creatures that stood before the twins.
The twins looked at the Digimon for the first time. "W-well, that's...interesting." Syd stammered in surprise. "I didn't know they were real. I don't have one, by the way."
"Well, they're not scary, honest. They're nice. So, who wants to go home?" Rika said to everyone.
Suzy smiled. "I want ice-cream!"
Lopmon shook her head. "When don't you want ice-cream?"
"Has she found him yet?" asked Mortiamon.
The Gekomon shook his head fearfully. "I don't know, sir!"
Mortiamon nodded. "Very well. I will bring her back here, and dispose of the weak one myself!"
To Be Continued.
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Ok, I admit, that was a little scratchy, but this is my first Digimon fic, because for a while, I tried to kid myslef that I didn't like it. I normally specialise in Harry Potter ficcies!
Any comments? Please review!
And Happy birthday to our novel chars, btw!