Chapter 3:

"AAAAAAAAAAA!" Jared was awoken by the sound of yelling. He opened his eyes wide and shot up.

"Who's dying!?" he said, only to realize he wasn't the only one awake, in fact, he was probably the last one to wake up.

"Wiiings~! I have wiiiiiiiingsssss~!" It turns out the yelling was in fact from David, who now looked different. His skin was now completely pale blue, and his claw-like fingernails were now red; the bracelet on his wrist now mysteriously gone. The most noticeable thing, however, was the fact that David now had a pair of small bat-like wings with horns on them. David seemed ecstatic, running around, attempting to fly with the wings, the wings fluttering incessantly. Jared got up and went over to Monet.

"He seems to have finished becoming a digimon." Monet observed, her hand on her chin.

"I would've guessed that too." Jared responded, scratching the back of his head. Though when he did this, something felt off again. He looked at his arm, it seemed that he was scatting his head with the transformed arm, but it seemed to have spread, instead of it just being just his lower arm, it was his entire arm, but it was different than his lower arm. His elbow had darkened to a jet black, while his upper arm seemed to have divided into gray, lined plates, with the same blue carapace going down the middle of the plates. Upon seeing this he made a barely audible "Eep." sound.

"Hey! Hey guys! Now I know what I am!" David exclaimed "I'm a Dracumon!" David exclaimed, his tail wagging excitedly.

"Hmm, a Dracumon.." Rita pondered. She seemed to look at David weirdly, and Jared caught on to this. 'Maybe she's upset that he knows while she doesn't?' he thought, but then shook off the thought. He then felt Monet tug his right arm, he looked at her.

"Hmm?"

"Uh, follow me." she said, going to the washroom. Curious, Jared followed. When he reached the washroom, he saw Monet near the mirror.

"I think you should see this." she said, pointing at the mirror. Jared walked up to her, and looked at the mirror, only to gasp. It wasn't just his arm the changed, but his head too. He had even less hair, his hair barely touching his ear. His eyes had become green and bug-like; they had no pupils, his eyes were pure green. And his nose seemed to gave hardened, becoming a red color. He touched it, confirming his suspicions that it had hardened. He shivered, this did not look good. Not only this, but he also seemed to have become shorter too. Yesterday his head had reached the top of the mirror, now it was closer to the middle of the mirror.

"I-i'm becoming a bug!?" he exclaimed. Monet got onto the sink, and patted Jared's shoulder.

"That would be a safe guess." she said calmly.

"Why are you so calm!? Do you not ca-"

"If you freak out it'll the transformation slower and painful. I would know." she said, her eyes narrowed. This made Jared quiet.

"O-oh.." Their conversation was interrupted when they heard yelling form the main room. They ran over to see two WereGarurumons, the same ones that brought Jared, talking to Rita. One of them had all the mattresses they were sleeping on, while the other had a girl in their arms. The girl was struggling greatly, she seemed very agitated. Jared noticed, from her thrashing, that she had the same bracelet he had on, and he grimaced.

'Guess we're getting a new roommate..' he thought somberly.

"That all of 'em?" the WereGarurumon asked, to which Rita nodded. After that, the WereGarurumon walked out with all the mattresses. The other one, on his way out, let go of the girl, letting her fall to the floor with a thud.

"Enjoy your stay." he smirked, closing the door. The girl got up and started to tackle the door.

"LET. ME. OUT!" She yelled between each tackle. Jared tried to walk over to her, but Monet stopped him.

"Let her calm down. Go now she might lash out at you." she muttered.

They all watched the girl, most too scared to get near, as she kept on tackling the door, each attempt getting weaker and weaker. Soon, she was kneeling at the door, banging her fist against it.

"Let.. Let.. me go.." she said weakly, on the verge of tears. At this point, Rita walked up to the girl, and put her scaly hand on her shoulder, which startled the girl. She quickly looked towards Rita's direction, which showed she actually was starting to tear up, her eyes wide.

"Are you okay?" Rita asked, concern in her voice.

"No! I'm not okay! Does it look like I'm okay!?" the girl exclaimed loudly. Tears were starting to stream down her face, and she looked away from Rita, going into a fetal position. Rita then sat down next the girl, patting her back.

The others just looked at each other worriedly. Little One, who was on David's head at that time, jumped down, and started to hop over to the girl and Rita. Jared sighed

"Well this day's turning out pretty eventful.." he muttered, scratching his reddened nose. Monet put her hands on her hips sighing as well.

"It sure is."

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After that, nothing happened until mealtime. The Monzaemon, like the day before, entered the room with the trolley, now with one more plate on it. The Monzaemon yelled in a gruff voice.

"Meal time!" To this, Monet, Jared, and David walked up to the trolley, each getting their own plate with yet another head of cabbage on each. Jared and David went over and sat next to each other, while Monet set her plate near Rita, Little One, and the girl, who was still deathly quiet, but no longer in a fetal position, just sitting down. Monet then got the other plates for them. Jared looked at them quietly, but then looked over to David, who was eating the cabbage.

"..So.. how does it feel?" he asked.

"Hrm?"

"To be a digimon. I mean." Jared finished his question. David swallowed the bit of cabbage he was eating.

"Uh, I'unno. It's pretty cool I guess." he said, rather calm.

"Well you did seems pretty excited this morning."

"Of course! I have wings!" David replied, flapping his wings again. "Too bad i can't really fly with 'em though."

"Yeah." After that there was quietness, though this was mainly since they were both eating, Jared eating a lot more carefully than he had before, this time the cabbage tasted like curry for some reason. After finishing half of the cabbage, Jared asked yet another question.

"So how long have you been here?" he asked.

"Abou' a week" Was David's muffled reply, since his mouth was a bit full.

"'Oh.." he said. 'So I guess that's how long it takes to finish.' Jared thought, biting down on the cabbage again. Soon, he finished the cabbage, and then drank the cup of water given in one large gulp. He put the cup on the plate and brought it back to the Monzaemon, who was looking around with his narrow, red eyes. Jared handed it to him silently, and the Monzaemon took it back quickly with a nod.

Soon, everyone was done and the Monzaemon left the room. Nothing was happening, everything was quiet, the solitary noise begin the small sobs from the girl who had just been brought in. Jared was playing solitaire by himself, Little One now settled on his head, watching the cards intently. David and decided to go to bed, and Monet and Rita were with the girl, giving her silent support.

Jared sighed, his head lowering a bit. Things got really sad, really fast; he wondered how long it would last.

It didn't last long.