REVISED MARCH 26, 2006
A reflective, mirror-like figure emerged from the shadows. It looked around itself and after confirming something, took off into the darkness of the night.
Fourteen year old Rika Nonaka walked through the streets of Shinjuku. She wore a puffy, white winter coat over her trademark T-shirt and jeans. It was December and it was cold but she didn't care. She was just walking, not going anywhere and not paying any attention to the stares she received from the crowds of people. Rumiko just had to be a famous model.
It had been a year since the fight with the D-Reaper. Life had returned to normal for a few weeks. It was when everyone somewhat readapted to their former lives that Takato found the gate open again. The Tamers had convinced Yamaki to let them visit their partners. The Digimon could visit them every now and then but they always had to return home or, according to Yamaki, they would be deleted. The older man had also mentioned something about Digimon not being able to pass between worlds as they wished.
Rika passed store after store, girls her age visible through the windows, looking at the clothes, makeup and all of that other girly stuff which she herself didn't give a thought to.
What's the point in wearing skirts and dresses? You can't run in them or do anything else. They get in the way. And makeup. What's the point of that? Cover your face in powder and gloss to make yourself look nice? Really, these type of girls need lives.
She walked down the street aimlessly. She passed some dark alleys, a part of town that was pretty much deserted. It was cloudy and the entire area was dark. No lights from shop windows, as there were none and no streetlights. It's not exactly a good idea to be alone. Rika remembered something she'd heard earlier this particular day on the news. There have been mysterious disappearances and reappearances all over town.
A hand reached out of nowhere, grabbing Rika's arm. She was knocked back to reality, out of her own thoughts. The hand pulled her into the alley, seemed to examine her, and was about to take her away. Rika wasn't stupid and she wasn't weak. She kicked the man that had grabbed her and while he winced in pain, took off down the street that she had originally been on.
Mysterious disappearances and reappearances...people don't remember a thing...what does this mean?
Rika had no clue as to where she was going. She just ran, trying to get as far away from the man chasing her. She could only see a little bit of her surroundings. The trees, the houses, the buildings, they were all a blur. She'd been running for 15 minutes already, her energy coming only from her willpower.
Two minutes passed but it seemed like an eternity. Rika reached a two-story house. Her feet moved by themselves and led her to the front door. Her fingers were out of her control, pushing the doorbell as fast as she could.
The man was nearing the house, but when he reached it, he stopped at the opposite end of the driveway, opposite of Rika.
The brown haired, blue eyed, Legendary Tamer went to get the door. He wondered who it could be. The bell kept ringing. It was starting to get on his nerves. He reached the bottom of the steps, and walked to the door which was only about 3 feet from the foot of the staircase. He opened it and was shocked to see Rika leaning on the railing, panting. He quickly opened the second door, catching her just before she passed out and fell. The fifteen-year old carried her inside his house, pulling off her sneakers and her jacket, hanging the jacket up. He leaned her against the carpeted stairs and returned to the door, this time going outside.
She's out of breath and just passed out. She was obviously running from someone...or something. A Digimon? No...they shouldn't be able to bio-emerge...
Ryo looked at the man standing at the end of the driveway. Dark hair, chubby. Too far to see the eye color. Jeans, jacket. A normal person.
Nikana Amaya disappeared yesterday. He has black to brown hair and dark brown eyes. Young and slightly chubby. He was last seen wearing a pair of blue jeans and a dark brown winter jacket.
Could it be a coincidence?
Meanwhile, the man quickly analyzed Ryo. Argh. This ruins everything. Stupid human boy. The one who's ruining everything. The girl couldn't run anywhere else, could she? The prophecy...dammit. That stupid prophecy. He vanished into thin air.
What? No human can do that. Disappearing, just like that. A Digimon maybe? But it can't be. They can't just bio-emerge in the Real World whenever they want. Yamaki made sure of that. Didn't he? Maybe my mind's playing tricks on me. Yeah, that's it. I haven't seen Cyberdramon for awhile. I just miss him and the others, that's all.
Ryo returned inside and picked up Rika. He brought her upstairs to his room, laying her down on his bed and pulling the covers over her. He went back downstairs to turn on the heat so she wouldn't be so cold and got himself some hot chocolate. Afterwards, he returned upstairs to his seat in front of his computer (which is in his room.)
Come on Henry. Please be on. I need someone to talk to about this. Just in case I didn't imagine all of that. For Rika's sake...
"Damn. He's not on."
