A superior smirk rests upon my face as I wait for their response to it all. The only acknowledgment I receive, however, is a snicker from the brunet. This becomes contagious, apparently, as it runs through the group.
"You're a midget!" He laughs, piercing through the silence that had held. my smirk stayed on my face this time, broadening.
"I had expected that," I began, closing my emerald eyes calmly. "From stupid humans like you. Your Digimon obviously have had to stoop down a couple levels to be on the same playing field as you," I reply, giving a curt laugh. I can hear them mumbling a response, and I know what kind of looks they're giving those pets of theirs. They are so predictable, I don't even have to watch any more.
"Why are you here anyway?" The blue haired boy with that little rat Digimon asks. This was the question I had been waiting for. The already broad smirk grew wider still.
"I could never do this in the real world, it wasn't my territory, so I would have to loose. But now," I state, Looking at them, "You're in mine. By the laws of the Digiworld, I may defend it by all means necessary. That means, prepare to fight." I whistle, signaling my army. They step forward, making a very threatening sight indeed.
"We can't fight now," The red head exclaims, stepping away from the only one of the Digimon I can stand.
"What do you mean we can't fight? You've stumbled onto my territory, and you must be punished," I scream, my once white face turning red with rage. My tail swings from side to side in a desperate attempt to surprise the anger I feel.
"Um, you need to......wait until morning. We're not ready for a decent battle now," She says, obviously thinking quickly. "You have to let us go home."
"I don't have to do anything," I hiss. "And you will never come back if we don't fight now."
"What if we give you something to trade for us going home tonight. It'll make us have to come back," the blue haired boy states. The brunette looks from one to the other, obviously confused.
"Guys, what are we giving him?" He asks in a whisper. The two hiss at him to quiet down as they continue to watch me.
"Do we have a deal?" The red head asks, extending her hand as if it seals some sort of pact. Though the hand looks disgusting, I walk forward and take it. She shakes it firmly once, before dropping mine like a hot coal.
The second her hand is out of mine, the brunette is shoved into my arms, forcing me to take a step back.
"What are you doing?" I ask, giving her a nervous glance. She simply smirks.
"That's our trade," She states, "Takato." By that, I assume she meant the boy who looked up into my eyes with terror and confusion.
"You humans give your own men to save your skin," I reply, nodding, "It figures. Let's get back," I yell, shoving Takato into one of the dragons arms. "Be hear bright and early, humans and Digi-duds. Or the kid won't be returning." With that, I jump back into the tree branches to make my escape. I pause, waiting for their response.
"TAKATOMON!"
"He'll be fine, Guilomon. Stop your blubbering." "Just momunti already."
"Terriormon, this is not the time nor the place."
"Just calm down, all of you. Impmon won't survive the night." "How can you be so sure?"
"This is Takato we're talking about." "AH....." My lips pierce as I hear this. Deciding that was enough, I turn and follow my dragon army. I'll have to watch this boy more closely than I had thought.
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