Author's Notes: Well, I'm completely redoing the entire story. It just didn't seem right to me after reading it over again. Too cliché for my taste with too many grammar mistakes. Hopefully now that I have some experience under my belt.
Disclaimers: I do not own Digimon, so do not even bother trying to sue me because I get no money for doing this. I do, however, own the rights to the Original Characters introduced later in the story.
Friday night at the old park, I started to head back home from my usual spot from right below an old elk tree. When I turned to leave I had just noticed how gray the sky was becoming, and instantly the word rain sprang to mind. On the short trek home I happened to pass by the old Juvenile complex, just to see if the some business had bought the place yet. Now I wished that I had remembered the old saying, Curiosity killed the Cat. Later, though, I would rectify that, saying Stupidity killed the Cat, Curiosity was Framed.
I still wonder if I made the right choice, but then I think back, I know I did.
I searched for the gap between the barb wired fences, (blatantly ignoring the reason they were supposed to be for…)and climbed up over it. As I headed deeper into the complex, I decided to go see if anything was different. When approaching my destination I noticed that the building was engulfed in fog, literally. A half sphere of an odd looking gray fog covered the main holding facility. I really should have listened to my instincts which were screaming 'turn back, don't do it, run the fuck away!'. I went in nonetheless.
It was completely dark in the building sans for the stray beams of light the shined through the shattered windows on the ceiling. As I crept closer to the center of the complex I could make out a faint sound of people. Naturally my damn curiosity got the best of me, so I continued on towards the sound.
"You are coming with us whether you like it or not!" said one angry voice harshly.
"I will never go back with you" said a clearly female voice, who was also clearly as, or even more so, angry if her venomous tone was anything to go by. Doesn't he know that you never make a woman angry? Especially if you're a guy… 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'…they hit below the belt…repeatedly…hard too….
I still continued on, regardless of how violent the argument was growing(my safety completely forgotten), and the sound of fighting soon began reaching my ears. Maybe it has something to do with me always trying to help people? I think my friends were right when they said that I should just mind my own business. Nah.
As I stealthily crept closer, (I didn't want them to get mad at me and have that anger aimed at me!) but I wasn't paying attention to the shadowed area in front of my foot that I missed a pipe sticking out of the ground causing me to trip and fall.
"Ahhh!" I yelped out loud as I meet my new neighbor, the floor, which just so happened to be in a bright spot of the room.
I just hope that nobody heard my pathetic cry of distress…
Except, everyone in that room had heard my pathetic cry of distress... Damn it all.
Silence…till, "Uh, hi there?" I greeted nervously with my eyes close before opening them.
When my eyes finally adjusted to the sudden transfer to a brighter light source, I found that I was gazing at two unidentified creatures and some creepy looking guy covered up in some oversized trench coat. The first of the two creatures looked like a human crossed with a fox. The fox turned just enough so that I got a complete look at her. It had yellow fur all over its body with white fur on it's stomach, a mane full of it around her neck, tips of the ears, feet, and on the tip of it's tail. It also had purple gauntlets with the Taoist symbol on them, and a purple version of them on her legs. It's eyes….were an icy blue that just seemed to look right through you, almost into your soul even…
The other was a purplish black color, and kind of looked like a gargoyle without wings, and a brown cape covering the right side of it's body with an "I" like symbol that had what appeared to look like a pair of wings coming out of the sides in the center of it's chest. I think it was a letter of the Greek alphabet The guy, who was obviously human…I think, no I'm sure, was 5Ft 9 inches just about 3 inches shorter than myself.
From the looks of it, I'd say that the guy and the gargoyle were working together because the immediately turned back to face the yellow vixen (For some reason, I felt oddly insulted that I was ignored, but then again, I rather not get hit).
The trench coat guy pulled out a little black device with one hand and with the other what appeared to be a card and slashed it through a card reader on the side of the device and yelled out:
"Digi-Modify, Strength Activate!".
With a flash from device, the gargoyle-like creature appeared to have bulked up considerably…it just made it look even creepier than the guy.
"Now, your mine you traitorous dog!" it bellowed before charging at the vixen.
In a blink of an eye the gargoyle slammed it's foot down where the vixen had been just less than a moment ago. I searched around to see if there was anything left of the vixen to identify, but I could not find anything.
With a satisfied grin, the gargoyle turned it's sight on me. Gulp. I tried to run, but my pants leg was caught on the pipe I had tripped over from before. The gargoyle lounged at me, but before it could reach me the vixen appeared on it's right and delivered a powerful kick to the side of it's head, sending it flying to the other side of the room and through a wall (25ft in the opposite direction if I'm correct! Ouch!). It then turned it's sights on me and said:
"Hmph, thanks for the distraction" it was that female voice I had heard earlier, in a disdainful tone if I might add.
She grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me up to my feet (ripping my favorite pair of jeans by the way). Then the weirdest thing in my life happened (excluding what was happening right before) a glow began to emit from between us, and a device much like the other guys, but a grayish with sapphire color center with a little screen and three buttons below it and a what looked like a scanner on the side of it.
We both stood transfixed by what had just happened. I was the first to end the silence by grabbing it from where it floated in midair, completely aware that the laws of physics were being ignored this day, and saying:
"So, do you know what this thing is?"
She nodded her head numbly, and then turned her gaze toward me with a look that seemed to be a mix of doubt and disdain. I don' think she likes me very much.
"It's called a Digivice or a D-Arc, only Digimon Tamer's are allowed to have them" she responded, quite coldly really.
"Okay. I assume you and that gargoyle you super-kicked earlier are Digimon, so what is a Tamer?" I asked, trying to avoid saying anything even more stupid (which is quite hard for me apparently).
"You are a Tamer: one who guides his Partner to become stronger" she answered in a somewhat more calmer voice.
"Partner? Whose Partner? Your Partner?" I said in a rush. My life sooo did not need this right now.
"Yes, and that D-Arc proves you're my Tamer" she replied, quite reluctantly.
"Wait a sec, what the Hell is going on w-" I was cut off as we both turned to see that the trench coat guy had returned from wherever he was hiding with a really pissed off look on his face, and I assumed, his Partner as well. Just not my day is it? Stupid curiosity!
"Now I'm angry!" the gargoyle-like Digimon growled.
"Go 'Psi', rip her to shreds and her little Tamer as well!" the trench coat wearing guy yelled. …Why does everything bad always happen when I get nosy! …Oh yeah…
"What do we do?" I asked my Partner.
"We fight" she said as if it was obvious. I wished it wasn't.
"What do I have to do?" I said.
"Just sit back and watch as I walk all over them" she said before leaping into the air pulling her arms to her chest and then out wide again yelling out:
"Diamond Storm!" which caused hundreds of razor sharp shards to materialize in front of her, and launch toward our opponents.
They hit there marks causing 'Psi' to stumble back enough to lower his guard, allowing my Partner to take advantage of the situation. Just before she could land a blow his Tamer pulled out another card and slashed it yelling
"Digi-modify, speed activate!" when I looked back to the fight, 'Psi' was now holding my Partner by the leg she was about to kick him with. 'Psi' started to charge his attack, and I had only seconds to react. I grabbed the pipe from earlier, and charged toward him, determined to protect my Partner no matter the cost. Doing so caused 'Psi' to lose his concentration enough for my Partner to escape and yell out her next attack.
"Power Paw!" slowly at first, but gathering in speed and velocity were small blue fires surrounding her fist and feet. She smiled evilly. Something told me that I would be seeing that smile more often…
She lunged at him, delivering punches and kicks that the normal human eye couldn't see. Like a furry tornado!
With one final, and powerful punch into 'Psi's stomach, he blew into shiny pieces of confetti like fragments. Which my Partner stood in and seemed to absorb it.
With that problem out of the way I turned to his Tamer who had past out after 'Psi' had been destroyed, from the shock or something else I was not sure. I walked over to him, and pulled off his trench coat, that had the name Michael stitched in in the inside, to reveal an unconscious teen around my age. After taking his, now, hopefully, useless, D-Arc and cards and putting them in my pocket. I called over my Partner, (still not use to the concept, yet) who had already finished absorbing the shiny confetti.
"What do we do with him?" I asked.
"Leave him here. He is no threat to us anymore, they don't treat failures kindly" she replied cryptically.
"Okay….now what do WE do?" I asked nervously, while wondering who they were.
"We? It looked to me that you didn't want to get involved? Aren't you afraid it might be dangerous?" she questioned in response.
"Hey, you saved my ass, and I saved yours. That makes us Partners in this right?" I asked again.
"Partners? No, that just makes us even" she said, with agitated look on her vixen face. I might not come out of this without a few bruises….or worse.
"Fine. Can you at least tell me what was going on here?" I asked, not looking her in the eyes. A moment of silence past, in which I assume she was thinking whether or not to tell me what they were doing here.
"I was here looking for my Tamer" she finally decided to answer.
A silence came over the two of us while I let her words sink in.
"Well, you said yourself earlier that this D-Arc means I'm your Tamer, right?" I asked. I hate it when people don't answer back, and I hate awkward silences even more!
"Yes, that D-Arc makes you a Tamer, but I don't need you" she replied coldly. Attitude problems much?
"But, if it wasn't for me you would have been the one who was destroyed, and turned into those particle thingies" I shot back stubbornly. She didn't have an answer for that.
"So, were Partners whether you like it or not" I said like it was obvious. To that I saw, in the corner of my eye, the smallest of smirks appear on her face, and then quickly disappear. She looked directly at me and said:
"Fine. If that is what you wish, Tamer" and disappeared right before my eyes.
After the initially shock of just disappearing into thin air, I gave a sidelong glance to Michael before deciding to leave the, now even more, demolished facility.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a pair of icy blue eyes tracking my movements, clearly the Digimon didn't trust me very much.
The one thing I can say about this bizarre encounter was that I was mentally prepared for it. And my friends said I had an unhealthy obsession with anime and mangas. Ha! I'd like to see how'd they react in my position, those anime haters!
Redone 12/5/09
Hope you guys enjoyed the newly done chapter. Most of the grammar mistakes are gone and all. Pretty much the same just with a few minor modifications here and there.
Next chapter should be reposted either tomorrow, Monday or Tuesday.
Ja.