Digimon Tamers 2: The Rise of Zero
Chapter 5
They left the HYPNOS building with Viximon still in Renamon's arms, sleeping soundly despite the earlier argument with Yamaki. After the scientists had said he was back to full health Yamaki had tried to seize the Viximon and send him back to the Digital world. This had not gone down well with Renamon who had yelled her objections right in Yamaki's face. The heated discussion eventually ended with Renamon agreeing to claim full responsibility for any damage the little digimon caused in exchange for her to continue looking after him.
Now they were on their way home. Impmon had tried to apologise for his outburst but the little guy just slept, although a slight smile was seen to grace his face at the time.
He stirred a little while after, opening his large red eyes to look around him.
"Looks like someone has finally woken up."
He turned his gaze upwards and met Renamon's own eyes, warm and caring. He shifted in her arms to get comfortable and turned his eyes to the others that walked with them.
"Where am I now?" Sleep still present in his voice
"We are taking you back with us, to our home, so you can rest properly." Rika responded.
Terriermon, now able to see Viximon properly, piped up.
"Doesn't he look cute?"
Viximon bristled at the remark, his eyes narrowing dangerously and a snarl forming on his lips.
"As much as I hate to admit it, you're right. He does look cute." Henry added.
"I am not cute!" Viximon yelled, power building inside him. Renamon noticed his change in behaviour, but never got the chance to react.
Terriermon, not known for knowing when to stop, continued.
"Aww, doesn't he look cute when he's angry?"
Viximon snapped. He leapt out of Renamon's arms and into the air. He gathered his power with a feral shout.
"Blood Shard!"
A red crystal formed inside his mouth before firing towards Terriermon, who managed to leap away before it struck the ground where he once stood, shattering and dissolving into the air.
Viximon landed on the ground and, seeing his attack miss, charged at Terriermon. He didn't get far before Renamon leapt upon him, pinning him to the floor.
"I think we shouldn't use that word around him anymore,"Rika observed. "He doesn't seem to like it."
They all agreed that was the best way to stop him attacking them and, reluctantly for Terriermon, refrained from pushing the issue further.
Henry suddenly realised something. He turned to Viximon, who was now back in Renamon's arms to stop him going after Terriermon, and raised his concern.
"Viximon? What was that attack you used?"
Viximon's only response was to turn around and face Renamon and close his eyes. She noted the way his breathing slowed as he did so, meaning he had fallen asleep. This concerned her. She was told he was in perfect health, so why was he so tired after such a short time?
Henry retrieved his digivice and pointed it towards Viximon and gasped at the readout.
"Blood Viximon. In-training virus type digimon. Special attack is Blood Shard. I thought that seemed odd. Viximon's attack is Poison Shard, not Blood Shard. That's not a normal Viximon!"
They all looked at him as they digested this information, while Blood Viximon just slept, oblivious to their reactions.
He awoke sometime later, lying on something soft and cosy. He could feel Renamon next to him, holding him close. He looked around his newest surroundings. He was in a dark room, a large double door set into one wall. The surface he was laying on was at floor height, while a single table sat on one side. Something on the table caught his attention. Three oval objects emitting a pleasant smell sat on the table, making his mouth water for reasons he couldn't explain. Curiosity aroused, he extracted himself from Renamon and made his way to the table.
He tried to jump up to it, but it was too high for him. Flicking his tail in annoyance, he searched for another way up. A small box sat off to one side. 'That should do it' he thought to himself as he walked over to it. Oblivious to the noise it created he pushed the box over to the table.
Renamon woke at the noise, but only opened her eyes. She saw Blood Viximon attempt to reach the table, obviously to get to the bread on top. She simply watched his efforts, deciding that he didn't need her help.
With the box in place, he jumped on top of it then onto the table. He warily made his way to the strange objects before sniffing them again. He touched one with the tip of his tail and waited for a response. Renamon smiled at this.
Having seen no reaction to his efforts, he snaked his tongue out and licked one of the ovals. The taste was pleasant enough, so he took one into his mouth in one go. He immediately decided he liked the taste and proceeded to devour the other two in the same manner as the first, before he rolled over onto his side with his hunger satisfied.
Renamon rose to her feet and walked over to him. She lightly scratched him behind his ears, making him emit a low purring noise until he registered what was going on.
"Hey! Don't do that!" Viximon bristled again. Renamon knew from her earlier experience not to anger him, so she did as he wished.
"Are you feeling better now?"
He sighed again with contentment and nodded. She still wanted to ask what it was that caused his emotional backlash earlier, and now was as good a time as any.
"What happened earlier, when you were crying?"
He cast his eyes down solemnly, pain clearly visible in his composure. He felt Renamon place an arm round him comfortingly and decided that the only way around this was to come out with it. He looked at her, red eyes meeting blue.
"I...I can't..."
"It's okay. If you don't want to tell me that's fine."
"No, I can't tell you. But I can show you. Clear your mind." Blood Viximon moved closer to her and placed his forehead to hers.
"Memory Share!"