Chapter 1… maybe…
Chapter 1… maybe….
"COLE!! GET THE F DOWN HERE I NEED TO TALK TO YOU DIT!"
"NO WAY, YOUR SCARING ME!" Cole was hiding under his desk in the master bedroom.
"Come on you big baby, your stronger than me how can you be scared? Is it Flamedramon?"
"No."
"Then what is it?"
"I'm not saying!"
"Oooohhhhhhhh……Oh!"
No sooner did Jesse (bottom of the barrel female name…) and her pink/white-flamed Flamedramon leave the living room and walk to the hallway. Jesse had always been with Flamedramon, (girl) ever since she was four.
Ever since the first tamers, (digimon tamers) Digimon were legalized after the whole "crap" as many would call it. They were given small rights, and were usually given to the younger youth. Luckily the Government was somewhat honorable in bio-emerging, (bear with me… I'm trying to say digimon coming from the digital world, correct me if I'm wrong) in which case, if it turns into a riot of battle and the wild Digimon were winning, the army would be involved. (Ironically enough, digizodeum is fing expensive, so if a soldier isn't a tamer, their fed) Anyway…
Jesse crept to the door with only the worst idea in mind, only to have the door opened by Cole. He pushed her into the opposite room, and Flamedramon prepared for a battle and got into fighting position. (My laptops on my crotch and I can say that it is fing HOT!!) With her right hand/gauntlet raised high, Cole just gave her a high-five and walked on.
"Where are you going?" Flamedramon asked hoping to fight Cole.
"Sorry, I'd love to drop you're a in a heartbeat, but I've go shopping to do. Make yourself at home."
"Uuuuuuuugh……." Jesse moaned on the floor in the other room.
"Oh! Sorry master!" Flamedramon turned to her tamer.
"Well… No goodbye? Fine, be back in a minute." Cole grabbed his keys from the dish by the door as he left. Cole had messy short black hair spiked up, gray muscle shirt, camouflaged jeans, brown work boots and those so uncommon now yellow polarized goggles. (Similar to Tai's but yellow and silver, and he wore them a lot)
Cole walked to the driveway to his car…. And first car, he's 20. It was a 1979 Ford Escort, white and rusted to hell. A new white high as the roof spoiler, carbon-fiber hood and custom rims. The engine modifications are too numerous to describe, so lets just say, it's the pinnacle of rally/high school racecars.
"Aaaahhhhh, my baby, you were always my second favorite car, sadly, I'll be in New Orleans in two days. Need to stock up!" Cole said as he entered the car, no need to lock it, his armory is the perfect weapon!
Cole sped off ignoring the laws on his weekly shopping. He neared his first destination, "Singer's Gunporium."
"Hate the name, love the prices!" He mumbled as Cole entered the store. Without talking he picked up two-hundred .40 cal bullets, one-hundred .30 cals, and five-hundred .22 cals. (practice gun)
Cole left immediately to the most important store on the planet, the supermarket. He picked up twenty-five pizza pretzels and left to the final destination… A hobby shop. Cole was in a hurry, he knew the people who worked there, but he didn't talk much this time, he was in a hurry to get away from Jesse.
"Hey Cole!" The Clerk said. "Wacha up to?"
"Shopping" Cole replied as he filled a bag up with paintballs.
"As usual."
"D strait dude."
Although usually the hobby store was the last destination, in this case it was the beach. Cole left to kill the time… And his hunger.
Cole got out of the car when he pulled up the lot. He brought the paintballs with him as he laid down on the hood with his head resting on the roof checking for defects, when he felt something brush against his head.
"Hello?" Cole asked.
"Hmmmmmm." The being thought.
"Ok…How 'bout this, friend or foe?"
The being couldn't respond fast enough as Cole turned around whacking it in the face with the bag, shattering it on impact. The sudden movement sent them both off the car, the culprit on it's back, and Cole on his stomach… Face in between it's legs. Lol!
"Ugh… Shouldn't of let my guard down…" The… Renamon said as SHE brought HER head up, "God dit, he made me piss myse… Giggle "
"What the hell? Who are you?" Cole asked as he got up, "And what's that smell?"
"My names Renamon, giggle and you're my tamer… Bursts out in laughter "
"Sweet, finally some company… Wait… What did you say?"
"You're my tamer."
"No before that."
"I'm Renamon?"
"NO, before THAT!"
"Oooooohhhhhh, you made me piss myself when you hit me with that bag."
"What? Ack!! Eeeewwwwwww!!" Cole yelled as he realized his face was dripping. He whipped it off his face, making sure to hit Renamon with some. Now that he could see, he got a good look at his furry little partner. She had yellow fur, bit brighter than usual, purple wrist gauntlets, just shorter than Cole and had purple eyes. But the most noticeable thing was perhaps that she had a rainbow in the left side of her face from the bag.
"What's this on my face?" Renamon asked.
"Oh, that's just paint, don't worry, it's water soluble. We should go clean up at the showers by the beach, then we can go home."
"I'm exited to see it, what's a shower?"
It was then Cole realized that Renamon was one of the ones that didn't understand the real world at all. Regardless they both walked to the showers.
"Well," Cole responded while walking across the beach, "A shower is something that sprays water on you to keep you clean… And it's a hell of lot better than licking yourself clean!"
"Interesting…"
It wasn't long before they reached the showers, Cole just had to wash his face, Renamon hat paint on her entire left side. She just followed what Cole did, to figure things out.
"You know Renamon…"
"What"
"I've seen lots of Renamon with the name Renamon, we should give you a name."
"Like?"
"I'm thinking, Gold."
"I like that."
"Good, cuz it's easier to remember!"
As they left the shower they went back to the car. Cole had a towel handy in his back seat, right next to a fresh bag of pizza pretzels.
"So, what is this thing anyway?" Gold asked as she dried herself off.
"Oh, this is a car, you use it to get around."
"Like those ones over there?" She asked pointing to the cars on the road.
"Yup."
"How does it work?"
"Hard to explain. We should head home, Jesse's probably mad as hell now."
"Who?"
"She's a friend of mine, she was pissed when she entered my house and she might still be now."
"Why?"
"She's always reminiscing about something, best to ignore it."
Gold finished drying herself and entered the car with Cole. As he turned the car on, Gold nearly shot out of her seat from the sound.
"SHUT UP!" She screamed smashing her fist on the dashboard. For the hell of it, Cole turned the car off, then back on, "SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!"
"It's ok, it's supposed to do that."
"Oh… Sorry"
Cole pulled out of the lot and drove off. He gave her a pizza pretzel, she hesitated at first, then she ate it like she hadn't eaten in years. Cole was glad she liked… Ok, LOVED it… Because that was just about all he had… Next to pizza, or chips. At least it calmed her down during the ride, Cole had the feeling Jesse would have his head, since his partner was a girl. But he dismissed that for later