Hello again, guys! I had tons of time to write during my break, and I'm up to twenty-three chapters. I have a lot of editing to do, though =/. I'm extremely self-conscious about my work, so I don't really deem it good enough for a beta reader. This is just a personal project that I decided to post online... I may get somebody to re-edit Chapters 1 through 11 soon. You may already notice how I've made some changes! Sorry if it seems a bit confusing at times, because this wasn't meant to be for anyone else but me. I don't think it's so confusing yet, but during Parts Two and Three it gets complicated.
This "Part" will probably be over around Chapter Thirty. I think my chapters are a bit too short, so I'm aiming to double my word count in the newer chapters... Anyway, this Chapter is just blah. Not one of my favorites at all.
Chapter Twelve: Cawmon and the Veggie Trio!
"Everything's fine, dad!" Celia lied a bit too energetically. "Mom's outside, uhh... warming up the car! And we're... uh... getting ready to leave! No, she can't talk right now... Yes, I'm sure... I love you too, bye!"
She hung up the phone with a loud sigh of relief, and her expression darkened.
"Why didn't you just tell the truth?" Sarah asked, being her typical ditzy self, while eating a heavily bruised apple. They didn't have anything else to eat, and Sarah had been whining about being hungry for hours, so Celia had to find something to shut her up.
"He would come home and panic, and he would find out about Jamamon," Celia explained irritably, slumping beside Jamamon, who was snoring quite loudly. "Besides, today we'll find out where Musyamon is hiding the twenty-six people reported missing. And Mom, hopefully. But why was he kidnapping humans? That's what I want to find out."
"He wanted human hostages so that he could weaken this world's society," Jamamon mumbled sleepily, opening his eyes slowly. "Imagine how people would react with thousands of people disappearing? A perfect opportunity to break through and wreck chaos."
"Well, it's a good thing we stopped him. Right?" Sarah repudiated. She tenderly took out her DigiStar and started rubbing it as though it were an egg. Celia could secretly tell how much Sarah wished for a Digimon of her own.
"But remember, we never saw his data turn into dust." She reminded them. "So I personally believe that he's still out there, and I'm going to go look for him! I bet that right now, his Digimon servants are out there looking, too. If they get to him first they can nurse him back to perfect health, and we'll have to beat him all over again. We can't allow that to happen."
"Don't worry so much, Celia," Jamamon said laxly, hopping over to the television. "There's nothing to… WHOA!" He had pressed the power button, and instantaneously dozens of pictures of massive Digimon had filled the entire screen.
"The Japanese government has now confirmed that these sightings are indeed of monsters," The newscaster droned on. "The United Nations has been very sceptical of these reports, naturally, but we have exclusive raw footage of these monsters that confirms their existance, as we are about to show you."
The program cut to a video of an Ape-like creature that Celia assumed was a Digimon, from its unusual appearance. It was a golden monkey, and appeared to be almost seven feet tall. The Digimon was scavenging along the riverbank on all fours, sniffing the air like a wild animal. Then it stood on its two feet, grabbed at the bone attached to his back, and surprisingly flung it towards the cameraman like a boomerang... Then the video blanked out.
"The monsters appear to be searching for something," The reporter concluded, finally. "Now, a commercial break."
"Celia," Sarah mentioned thoughtfully. "In the corner of the screen it said that event took place at 4:46 in the afternoon, and it's 5:38 right now! What if that Digimon... -" She glanced at Jamamon, indicating she didn't know its name.
"- ...Apemon."
"Yeah, what if Apemon is still there, right now? Wouldn't it be a confirmation that Musyamon is still alive, that his Digimon are looking for him?"
Celia considered this, and licked her lips anxiously.
"Jamamon and I will go to the riverside to check it out while you stay here."
"No!" Sarah declared vociferously, standing up boldly in defiance. "I want to go with you! Are you just going to ditch me, like you did yesterday at the museum?"
"You don't have a Digimon to defend yourself, so you might get hurt," Celia murmured apologetically. "I'm so sorry Sarah, but I just can't let you come this time. You may get hurt, and it will be my fault."
Sarah sat back down, disappointed. She still had a mutinous expression, but she realized that situation she was in. Musyamon would still want her DigiStar back, despite the condition he was in. That was what Celia had been trying to convey.
"Be careful." She said gloomily, going back to rubbing her DigiStar. The door shut, and Sarah used the opportunity to raid Celia's fridge. Now, with a bowl of bruised apples to eat, she reclined on Celia's couch and went into deep thought.
Celia's mother's DigiStar glowed around me, so I must be a Tamer. I have to be! But why isn't the Star turning into a Digimon? She etched her fingers across the fancy star engraved in the stone curiously. The smaller DigiStar exploded when I used its power to steal this one, but I wish I had it back - to make sure it was telling the truth. What if I'm not a Tamer? Then I would just be in Celia's way, like an annoying pest...
SLAM! Sarah didn't know how long she was in her daze, but that noise made her jump out of it. She looked up slowly to see where the noise came from.
Red, green, and yellow vines wrapped themselves around her body completely. Her attackers, she noticed, looking up, were three different vegetable-like Digimon. One was yellow with a red and blue crown, one was green with a spiky dark green crown, and the last one, the strongest-looking one and most likely the leader, was completely red with green hair. The ends of his red vines, Sarah unfortunately found out, were a lighter shade of green, thick, and full of sharp thorns that cut at her bare skin.
"What are you?" She screamed, squirming to get out of the vines that ensnared her. Her attempts were in vain, for the Digimon just tightened their hold on her.
"We are the Veggiemon Trio!" They cried proudly, in precise unison (They obviously did this before, Sarah grumbled silently.). "Veggiemon!" The yellow one. "Weedmon!" The green one. "And... RedVeggiemon!" The red one concluded boisterously, showing off the razor-sharp fangs that protruded from his massive mouth.
"What do you want?" She clenched her teeth.
"We saw your other friend running through the streets, and we wanted to know where she was hiding out at. So we came here, and we luckily came upon you... The one who stole Lord Musyamon's DigiStar!" Weedmon ended, showing his fangs as well. They weren't as large as RedVeggiemon's, but they were still an ominous sight for a defenseless human.
"Now hand it over, or we'll squeeze your insides right out of you." Veggiemon added. He prepared to bare his fangs, just as the other two had done, but Sarah interrupted him.
"No way!"
All of a sudden she felt a powerful warmth in her hand... The hand she was holding the DigiStar with! The Veggiemon Trio screeched in pain, and their vines receded completely. Sarah fell back onto the couch, and stood up, ready to defend herself. Did the DigiStar do that? She asked herself, puzzled. But it was no longer a rock - it was now a Digivice, like the one Celia had, except for the blue grip...
And, even more surprising, was the thing in front of her. It was the same height as Jamamon, but it was a completely different type of Digimon. It was a bird, she assumed, from its black tufts, its hooked claws, and it's long gray beak. Though it looked nothing like one. The Digimon was wearing what seemed to be a white sheet that went from the top of its head down to its mid-legs. The white sheet had little rips in it, revealing some of the Digimon's black fur. Its wings were under the sheet, and they were fairly short, so it was unlikely that the Digimon would actually be able to fly.
"Hello," The Digimon introduced itself happily with its sing-song female voice. "I'm Cawmon! It's a pleasure to meet you!"
Please excuse my terrible description of Cawmon... She was inspired from the episode of Digimon Adventure when Biyomon dressed up as a Bakemon, but less ugly and distorted. I'm sort of regretting making original Digimon, but at the same time it gives me freedom to make everybody original. It's a tight situation. Cawmon is another one of my favorites. Her early forms are based on ghosts, but her later forms are based on bird-like soul reapers, and it's awesome.
