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Character: TK

Universe: Adventure

Series: Heroes of the twelve realms

Notes:

Kept you waiting, didn't I? Okay, not really. No promises on more of these coming sooner. Mostly because of my track record on this. Oh well.

Chapter 99

Takeru of Shoujo

As happenings went, having a a large object collide with your skull was up there. Sure, Takeru had expected it to be a hell of a lot more painful than a light play punch. You know, when you're play fighting with someone else and don't want to hurt the other person. Something like that. Instead, it had felt like one of those hard Styrofoam balls used for craft projects.

"Ugh..." Takeru muttered, staring down towards what had hit him. A double take followed.

Sitting comfortably in his lap was a small pig looking thing. Well, he thought it looked kind of like a pig. No real snout and their colors were kind of like that of a swine. I don't think that pigs have razor sharp spikes for teeth either. Not that you have an expert on pigs as a narrator, whatever the heck you're supposed to call one. A swinologist? Yeah, something like that. But I digress.

"Hi?" he whispered, the pig creature perking up and jumping out of his lap. Though, I think the circles he's running are just the result of his excitement. Though if he keeps doing that, might want to have that checked out. You know, just in case. "Do you have a name, by any chance?"

The pig thing shook its head. So Takeru took a deep breath. While naming things was not his forte, he was pretty certain that one would come to him. Well, if he didn't have a concussion.

"How about... Buta?" he suggested, the pig shaking his head. "How about... Pata?"

He wasn't sure where that particular had come from. Maybe it had been heard in passing while out and about. Maybe it was the name of a character from a picture book he had read when he was younger.

Whatever the case, the pig came to a stop and focused on his friend.

"I'm Takeru." the boy explained, rubbing his head. While he felt alright, there's no telling when the symptoms of the concussion could really set in. Maybe you should find someone. Perhaps an adult. "Can you talk?"

A squeak exited the pig's mouth. That's not really a good answer. Unless our hero can somehow speak pig and not know it. Nah. That would just be silly.

"Oh." Takeru answered, giving Pata a slight pet. "Anything else that you can do?"

Light filled the room, as an object emerged from somewhere on Pata's body. Definitely want have that checked out. Just on the grounds on not knowing where that was beforehand. Takeru tried to take a step back, but his feet refused to budge. Didn't matter what funky movements he attempted at the moment, none of it gave the young boy the result he wanted.

The light dissipated and the boy focused on his hands for the moment. There, an egg-shaped device sat there. No screen or buttons, it was just ripe for experimentation in this moment. So Takeru did just that - shaking and throwing the device in the air. All while Pata tried their best to get the boy to stop doing that. The pig is eventually successful. Even if his partner doesn't quite connect the dots.

"Then what am I supposed to do with it then?"

Pata held a paw to his chest, closing his eyes. Takeru copied that to the best of his abilities, holding the device to his chest and closed his eyes. Light then flooded the room once, cocooning both boy and pig at the moment.

Takeru Takaishi, do you agree to protect the people of this world?

Takeru looked down, the device now floating in front of him. On one hand, that sounded like quite a big job for someone still in elementary school. But the thought alone sounded amazing.

"I accept." Takeru answered, the cocoon growing brighter. His clothes turned to goo, some of which spreading to his hair. His blonde locks turned golden, reaching down to the middle of his back. "Wait! What's happening to me?"

This is necessary. A magical boy or girl (I don't judge) must look their best in the fight against the darkness

The words come right on out of the device, Takeru understanding none of them. Pata looked to be in the same boat at the moment. Which to be fair, this was probably not what he was expecting either. Neither is the dress that now hugs onto Takeru's for the moment.

"I'm not a girl!" Takeru screeched, the light not really caring that much that he wasn't at the moment. Bad light, bad. You should know better than to be putting random dresses on people who don't want it.

Sadly, the dress stays on. But those boots look amazing. A dull white color, with what look to be gold ornamentation. Even little sun symbols on the side to boot. A little pouch on the side appeared on the dress, his transformation device making its way inside. Handy. Even if I doubt such a situation would arise that you would need it for anything. Could be wrong though.

"Hope takes the stage!" Takeru announced, striking a pose as his voice went up a decibel. "I'm Medi Hope!"

Uh... Are you sure that isn't copyright evasion at work here? Oh well, I don't see much of a problem here. Especially as the cocoon around the pair dissipated, returning them to Takeru's room.

"What happened?" Takeru whispered, gazing down upon his new outfit. What followed, was a half-hearted attempt to break free from the getup. Try as he might, the dress stayed on him. Could be worse, you could've gotten heels to go with it. "Okay, n-

Almost as if someone expected him to say that, a large fist smashed through his wall and came awfully close to the pair. Their second attempt is no better than the first, somehow missing our hero entirely and hitting the room to his left. Not that Takeru was even paying attention to that, instead making his way over to the edge of the room, peering out for the moment.

A large man decked out in black stood triumphantly, devil horns ablaze with dark fire. Or regular colored fire. When you're a possible devil, those sorts of details kind of become irrelevant.

"Hey!" Takeru announced, bending down at the knees. Shooting up into the heavens, it took our hero a couple seconds to realize he had left the earth's atmosphere and was now floating out in space. "Ahhhh!"

Sadly, his voice didn't come out. Gosh darn it, vacuum of space. You ruined the terror of our hero. Say sorry. Oh right. You can't. Thankfully, the pull of gravity took hold and began dragging Takeru back down to solid ground. Very fast.

"Ahhh!"

He's going to need a bit of work, isn't he? Sure, I'm not normally one to comment on magical boys (I'm more of a fantasy sci-fi guy myself). But I can only hope that the crater he causes doesn't destroy the city. Hopefully.

"There you are." his opponent announced, taking the time to turn his entire body. The effort I guess is appreciated? Though, is something wrong with your head? If there is, you might want to get it checked out. "Medi Hope, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Takeru looked at the strange devil thing. He wasn't sure what he had done to make the devil of all people want to visit him. He did feel kind of important in that regard. Maybe god would show up later and have lunch with them. That sounded nice.

"Uh... nice to meet you as well, Mr Devil?" Takeru answered back, running over to his supposed opponent. "Do you like to eat lunch?"

You might want to have phrased that a heck of a lot better, kid.

"The souls of the unjust." Mr Devil answered, gazing down towards the magical boy. "Oh. Your soul seems to be quite squeaky clean. I must've gotten the wrong one of you."

Turning around, a portal appeared. Stepping on through, Mr Devil made sure to give a wave. Uh... that was nice of him to do. Not entirely sure what he's talking about. But whatever the case, Patamon jumped down to his partner.

"We did it!" Takeru announced, cracking a smile as he picked Pata. "What did you think, Pata?"

His companion just nodded, pointing with his paw to a nearby portal. Takeru looked over, only for the pair to be sucked on in. Which came right as his clothes reverted back. Least he wasn't naked.

Notes:

As for what our hundreth chapter is going to be, we're going back to the past. How far back? Before DA03, before Hunters. A 'lost' work of mine. Oh dear.