There's a moment that everyone has, a near death experience, which makes you think "If I live through this, I will change my style". But you don't. No one ever does. I'm not making any promises. If I live through this, great. Fan-freaking-tastic! But I highly doubt anyone lives through getting trampled by a bull. I always thought digimon was a game. Guess I was wrong.
I rounded the corner of west 3rd st. and south spring st. heading northeast towards city hall, Vajiramon hot on my tail. I knew I couldn't keep it up any more, but if I stopped I was dead. Why was he chasing me? What did I ever do to him? I guess killing him in the online game counts as a reason to chase me around L. A. but it's not a very viable reason.
The stitch in my side was getting worse. My running was getting slower. My breathing, labored. My eyes started to blur. My only thoughts were to get away, to get somewhere safe. I could hear his hoofs pounding the ground. I had to do something. Had to get help. But from who? Chase wouldn't know what to do.
A few more feet of running and the next thing I know, I'm on the ground. My head was pounding. Vajramon stood over me poised to strike. I'm dead, I thought. Just when I thought Vajramon would strike, a ball of blue fire hit him right in the face. He yelled in pain and reeled back on his haunches, searching for his attacker. I, too, glanced around to see if I could spot who it was.
"Why don't you pick on someone who can actually defend themselves?" A voice behind me asked. I craned my neck around to see who it was, but was blinded by the sun. I knew it was another digimon, because, honestly, who would be stupid enough to stand up to a giant bull? And who else could shoot fire? The problem was I didn't know who it was.
Vajramon looked furious. "Why don't you mind your own business, wizard?" Wizard? A wizard digimon saved me? How many wizard digimon were there? Ow, my head. Behind me I heard footsteps indicating that the digimon had moved. I turned my head slightly to the left following the footsteps. Out of the corner of my eye I caught the distinct color red. Turning my head fully I could see the rest of him. And was shocked witless.
Flamewizardmon was standing just left and slightly behind me, sunlight glinting off the blue flame in his hand.