Chapter 3
The five teenagers all stared in disbelief at what had happened. Not only had these "Digimon" evolved somehow, but they'd taken down another Digimon, at least, they thought it was another digimon, with their attacks. Being so new to this world, the five teenagers weren't sure about anything that was going on around them at the moment. Virginie, finally having recovered, pulled a notebook out of her backpack, and, after searching around for a pen, and made sure to note just what had happened. "Odd…" She said quietly, "So… what was that thing?" She addressed Lunamon, "And what just happened. I don't understand… What did you guys just do…?" She questioned, aiming it towards the digimon.
"We Digivolved!" grinned Lunamon. "I've never made it to Rookie before… It feels awesome!" The now, somewhat rabbit looking Digimon exclaimed.
"Can you go back to your… old forms?" This time, the questioner was Lucas, and he was staring at his Coronamon in what seemed to be a terrified fascination. Unlike the others, he was terrified at what was going on. Sure, he had always been scared easily, but this was something completely different than just a movie or a haunted house at Halloween. They'd woken up in a different place, and quite possibly a different time than what it was in France when they had left. He couldn't help but wonder what all of their parents would think when it came up that all five of them disappeared.
"Well… I don't feel a particular need to…" said Coronamon, frowning a bit. His partner didn't seem to keen on being partners at the moment, unlike the humans. Sure, they were a bit freaked out, but they seemed to be adjusting much faster to the situation than this boy was. "I'm sorry if we scared you…" He said, sitting down next to his partner. "But it was to protect you. That Meramon would've done a number to you guys if we hadn't there, right guys?" The Coronamon said, addressing his fellow digimon.
"Of course. If we hadn't digivolved when we did..." Trailed off Labramon, who was currently fascinating Anastasie. The girl had seen dogs before, but this one, despite looking a bit different from a normal dog (the magenta ears and tail gave that whole thing away), could talk! It was odd to see something look so much like dog, something that was known for its inability to speak a human language, doing just that.
"Oh, no, I understand that just fine..." Lucas said, trailing off as well, "I... I just...don't understand. I don't get what's going on! We disappeared out of a cafe, where I'm sure MANY people noticed us disappearing. Our parents are expecting us back, and we're here. Not in Paris!" He exclaimed, and he pulled his knees up to his chest, resting his chin on the knees. "And then once we get here, we meet these guys, and we get attacked! Isn't someone worried!?" He finished, watching his friends.
"Well, I am..." Said Henri tiredly. "It's weird, sure, but look at it this way Lucas. We get to have an adventure. Not many people get to say that in the span of a few hours they've ended up somewhere new, met some weird creatures - no offense guys - and then witnessed a battle with another weird thing." Henri was starting to spaz, and as he continued to speak, his voice was quickly gaining energy. The boy may've been tired a lot of the time, but when the adrenaline came, it came with a vengeance. Henri watched his friends groan, having noticed the change in his voice, and he looked at them curiously. "What's wrong guys?"
Gomamon had noticed the hyper undertones, and grew excited himself. This human was just like him! "Henri..." He said, "I don't know what they're thinking either. I don't see anything wrong..."
"Nothing... nothing..." Tristan said, looking at his Kudamon. "Dude, you look like a weasel or something. Are you a weasel?" He asked, pretty sure the answer was going to be 'no'... but hey, it was it worth a shot. He glanced over at Virginie, who was taking notes the whole time.
"What's a weasel? An insult?" Said Kudamon, crossing his short arms in front of him. "Well, if it is, then you're a stinking mammothmon."
This insult of sorts drew the attention of all the children, and the rest of the digimon to them. "What?" blinked Tristan, as he stared at the Kudamon in confusion. It was obvious it was an insult, but how offending he should feel... well, that he didn't know. He gave his digimon a confused look, before looking over at Gomamon, who was hitting his fin against the ground in silent laughter, Henri joining in, their laughter ringing through the forest that surrounded them. "What's so funny!?" the boy demanded.
"I...don't...know!" Henri gasped, his normally tired green eyes dancing with laughter as he tried to stifle it. "It just seemed funny at the time..." He took some deep breaths, trying to calm himself. It had very little success though, as he busted out laughing again. This caused his friends to just stare, and the digimon who weren't laughing (all but Gomamon), stared as well, waiting for the two to calm down. Once they did, the digimon's faces became serious.
"We should really move on," started Labramon, "It's never safe to stay to long in one area in the digiworld. Get whatever stuff you have and let's move." The digimon said this seriously, and as the other digimon stood, one by one, they nodded in agreement. "I know a place we can go to get something to eat though..."
"You guys eat!?" exclaimed Virginie, who had been taking notes the entire time. "Well, I can use the time we have wherever this place is to type up these notes. That way I can't lose them in case we need to reference them."
"Virginie, not everything needs to have notes taken, you do realize that, right?" Anastasie sighed, and made a failed attempt at pulling the notebook and pen away from her friend. "This isn't school after all."
"But, what happens if we ever NEED the information I'm writing down? You'll be thankful that I did." Virginie replied, Labramon and Lunamon watching their partners in curiosity.
"But we don't need it right now. In case you've forgotten Virginie, we do have these guys." Anastasie said, motioning to their new friends. "They can tell us what's going on and all. I'm sure they know more about this world than you could ever hope to record in your notes."
"That's all well and gre--" began Virginie, before she was cut off by Tristan.
"Guys, we don't need to fight. We're better than that. We've been friends since primary school." Tristan said, his arms crossed over his chest. "Let's just get out of here. Labramon said there was food, so we're going to get some food. Alright?" He said, leaving no room for any arguments.
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The evil was drawing ever closer, and the teenagers were being watched. By who or what, they wouldn't know. Even if they noticed it.
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Lucas sighed, standing up as well, looking down at his Coronamon, and looked at all the other digimon stand and look ready to lead the human teenagers towards a place that offered food.
Once the digimon saw their partners standing, they led the way, setting a brisk pace, leaving the teenagers to fall behind quickly. They moved faster than the five teenagers expected them to, and Henri, at one point, called out, "SLOW DOWN! We can't keep up with you guys!" Thankfully, the Digimon did, and they allowed the children to rest a bit too. By the time they reached this diner place, they had thankfully avoided confrontations. It was good that they had done so.
They settled down at a couple of booths, and Virginie dragged out her laptop, turning it on, and she was obviously thrilled to see that it worked. "Awesome!" She exclaimed, before taking the notes that she had, and typing them out, much to Anastasie's dismay.
"So... we can get whatever we want?" Asked Lucas, looking at his new friend, Coronamon.
"Sure, go ahead." nodded the Coronamon. "If... you guys have digidollars at least."
"Digidollars!? But all I've got are these!" Exclaimed Lucas, holding some euros in the palm of his hand, and the other kids pulled out their own money, all euros. There were no digidollars in sight. Their partner digimon looked at the euros curiously.
"That's weird. Are you guys sure you don't have digidollars though?" Lunamon said, poking at the money in Virginie's hand.
Tristan looked up, and sighed, pocketing his money. "Guys, maybe we can exchange the money or something here and get digidollars. I'm sure the digimon might be willing to help..." He said, as he stood to go to the counter. He was met by a Burgermon. "Excuse me, do you think we could exchange some money here?" He pulled the euros that he had just pocketed back out. "My friends and I don't have... digidollars."
"Well... I don't think you can. I've never seen this before, I can't do anything unless I've seen it before." He nodded, and hurried to go deliver some plates of burgers, all of which looked and smelled delicious. When he came back, he blinked, "You're still here?"
"Well, my friends and I are really hungry. Is there a way we could pay? At all?"
The Burgermon thought it over. "No. Not really... not that I can think of at least."
"Well... there's got to be something we can do." Tristan pressed on, despite the Burgermon already saying that there was nothing he could do. "We're all really hungry." He continued, even as Kudamon tried to gently lead him away from the counter. "No Kudamon! I'm hungry, I want food, and there's seriously got to be a way for us to get it!" As if on cue, his stomach rumbled, loudly.
"Look, if I give you guys some food, will you stop causing a scene! I'll take whatever money you have if you'll just sit down and relax." The Burgermon grumbled, glad as Tristan allowed himself to be led back to the booths that his friends and their digimon occupied.
"We got us some food guys!" Tristan said, sitting down, and he leaned back against the back of the booth.
The Burgermon came to them, and let them order what they wanted, eager to get them their food and get them out. Having humans in here could be bad for business, especially when they caused scenes like the boy had done. Later, when the food came out, the Burgermon all but threw the plates onto the table, and stalked off. "Geez... could he seriously be any worse?" Questioned Lucas, as he slowly adjusted to the digital world.
"Doubt it." Replied Henri, digging into his food along with his Gomamon. "I mean, all in all, the food is good, but the service is bad. Let's just not come back."
"Good point." Said Gomamon, threw a very stuffed mouth.
"Didn't anyone tell you to chew with your mouth closed?" Asked Kudamon, looking at Gomamon and Henri with a look of amused disgust.
Eventually the group finished, and handed over their euros to the Burgermon, Lucas apologizing like there was no tomorrow, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry we don't have digidollars, I hope that if we meet again, we can do something to help..." He tried, hoping the Burgermon would forgive him and his friends, but instead, was almost thrown out of the restaurant, "Don't come back!"
"Well... that was rude..." Lucas sighed, brushing himself off. "It looks like night is going to fall guys... we should really find a place to go. I don't want to stay out here in the middle of the night."
"Agreed," began Coronamon. "If memory serves me right, I think I saw a place too when I was still Sunmon. I traveled about a lot, and I found many places. Follow me!" He exclaimed, and led the way towards what appeared to be an old, rundown tool shed. "Is this what you meant?"
Virginie inspected it, pushing open the door, and coughing when dust flew out from that very movement. "Oh dear god..." She said, when the dust had cleared. Appearances were very deceiving. "Look at this guys... it's like someone was waiting for us or something! I mean, sure, it's dusty, but the futons on the ground, the pillows, the blankets..." She dropped her backpack onto the ground lightly, sitting on the futon. "It's soft too."
Henri was already fast asleep the moment he sat on the bed. To his friends, it was actually quite comical, as one moment, he was sitting on the bed, Gomamon on his lap, and the next moment, Henri had fallen backwards, and his Gomamon was sprawled across his chest. Both were snoring.
Once the friends had all settled down for the night, they fell asleep one by one. At least they would be well rested when they decided to continue their journey the next day.
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Of course, the restful night didn't last long. Not for Lucas at least. He had heard some weird noises, waking up. He listened to the light breathing, and the snoring of Henri, before pulling himself out of bed. Maybe walking outside wouldn't be SO bad, especially if Coronamon came with him. The digimon did control fire after all. He shook the digimon awake, and put a finger up to his lips to tell him to be quiet. "Come outside with me? I can't sleep."
Coronamon blinked slowly, nodding, and stood to follow Lucas outside. Once they were outside, Lucas leaned against the wall of the tool shed, observing the digiworld at night with the light his friend provided. "This place looks...so... different at night." Lucas said quietly, getting a nod in agreement from Coronamon.
He took a few steps away from the building, not so afraid thanks to the light that seemed to radiate from Coronamon. That was the last thing he thought though, as he just fell to his knees and started crying, Coronamon following soon after.
The two were huddled together on the ground, crying, and never noticed them being kidnapped, and taking away from their friends. They felt to much despair to want to fight back.
Their kidnapper smiled evilly, and grinned as he took them away.
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AN: Yay! Another chapter done. I love writing this story, and there's no way I'm gonna let anyone stop me from writing this. I hope you enjoyed what I did to Lucas and Coronamon. I wonder if anyone can guess which Digimon I used... XD I doubt you could since I didn't give enough information to go off, if you can, kudos! I'll just tell you that the digimon had something to do with Machinedramon in the first season. Read and Review like usual. D
