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Chapter 3 – A little info…
Zeke felt good and bad at the same time. He had finally realized the possibilities of his wish. He could become Myotismon, and wind up draining blood from people. He might turn into any Digimon, which he now realized could be very bad. He collapsed from pain, and he felt pain surging through his back, and his arms. He looked at his arms to see red marks along it. He thought he saw something emerging from his arm before he blacked out…
When he came to, he felt stronger than he did when he fainted. He was pushing himself up, when he noticed a blade-like projection on each arm, which pointed backward. He felt lighter than before, but strangely different. He looked in the mirror, and saw the wings. Two pairs of red wings were on his back. He couldn't really describe them. He tried moving them, and he was mortified when they moved like he wanted them to. He tried flying a little off the ground, but he needed more practice. He did stay a little off the ground, but he had to learn the fine points of flying. He decided to check his teeth in the mirror. They had become very sharp. Fortunately, they all wee sharp, and not just his canines. That ruled out Myotismon. His ears perked up a bit to hear an argument downstairs. He heard his mother arguing with is father, who was talking about patching things up. Both Zeke and Sonia knew better. He was only coming back because Zeke was no longer weak. Boy, was Norman in for a surprise if he saw Zeke now. He'd leave again because his son was a freak. Although Zeke would be glad to scare him off, he'd scare his mother, and Norman might turn him over to the police, or maybe a circus. Zeke decided to exit through the window. He banged into his metal lamp along the way. He noticed that it sounded like metal hitting metal. He looked down to notice his skin had turned into a shade of black, and had changed a bit. He knew only one person who could tell him what Digimon he was turning into. He hoped that he was home…
Zeke had gotten the hang of flying, but he had to be careful. He frightened some girls on the way. He was lucky to arrive at all. He knocked on a window of the apartment building, and someone opened the window. It was Vince. Vince was a friend of Zeke's for a long time. Vince knew more about Digimon than anyone else Zeke knew. In fact, Vince could pass for Henry… except his hair was brown. When Vince opened the window, Zeke immediately covered his mouth with his hand, which now had claws. Zeke knew that Vince would scream, so he had to. He climbed in the window, while still holding Vince's mouth. He then closed the window, and let go of Vince.
"What the…"
Vince was surprised at being let go, and at what held him. It looked kind of like a mix between a robot, a human, and something else. He was certain he recognized the face.
"Zeke??? What happened???"
"I wished to become a Digimon, and it was granted. I need to know what Digimon I'm turning into. Do you have any idea?"
"Um… You could be an alien that had trouble with their…uh…duplicate making machine."
"Oh come on, 'Henry'."
That clinched it. Only Zeke ever called Vince, 'Henry'. As Vince was trying to figure out what was going on, Zeke stretched his wings.
"That was a long flight."
"YOU FLEW?????"
"Isn't that what wings are for?"
"Whoa!! Me next."
"HOLD IT!!!! This isn't anything like you imagine it would be." Zeke said in an angry tone. It was obvious that he didn't try to.
"Uh-oh. The temper's beginning to change."
"What Digimon am I becoming?" Zeke asked impatiently.
"You may not like this, but you're turning into Cyberdramon."
R&R. I'M BEGGING YOU, R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter 3 – A little info…
Zeke felt good and bad at the same time. He had finally realized the possibilities of his wish. He could become Myotismon, and wind up draining blood from people. He might turn into any Digimon, which he now realized could be very bad. He collapsed from pain, and he felt pain surging through his back, and his arms. He looked at his arms to see red marks along it. He thought he saw something emerging from his arm before he blacked out…
When he came to, he felt stronger than he did when he fainted. He was pushing himself up, when he noticed a blade-like projection on each arm, which pointed backward. He felt lighter than before, but strangely different. He looked in the mirror, and saw the wings. Two pairs of red wings were on his back. He couldn't really describe them. He tried moving them, and he was mortified when they moved like he wanted them to. He tried flying a little off the ground, but he needed more practice. He did stay a little off the ground, but he had to learn the fine points of flying. He decided to check his teeth in the mirror. They had become very sharp. Fortunately, they all wee sharp, and not just his canines. That ruled out Myotismon. His ears perked up a bit to hear an argument downstairs. He heard his mother arguing with is father, who was talking about patching things up. Both Zeke and Sonia knew better. He was only coming back because Zeke was no longer weak. Boy, was Norman in for a surprise if he saw Zeke now. He'd leave again because his son was a freak. Although Zeke would be glad to scare him off, he'd scare his mother, and Norman might turn him over to the police, or maybe a circus. Zeke decided to exit through the window. He banged into his metal lamp along the way. He noticed that it sounded like metal hitting metal. He looked down to notice his skin had turned into a shade of black, and had changed a bit. He knew only one person who could tell him what Digimon he was turning into. He hoped that he was home…
Zeke had gotten the hang of flying, but he had to be careful. He frightened some girls on the way. He was lucky to arrive at all. He knocked on a window of the apartment building, and someone opened the window. It was Vince. Vince was a friend of Zeke's for a long time. Vince knew more about Digimon than anyone else Zeke knew. In fact, Vince could pass for Henry… except his hair was brown. When Vince opened the window, Zeke immediately covered his mouth with his hand, which now had claws. Zeke knew that Vince would scream, so he had to. He climbed in the window, while still holding Vince's mouth. He then closed the window, and let go of Vince.
"What the…"
Vince was surprised at being let go, and at what held him. It looked kind of like a mix between a robot, a human, and something else. He was certain he recognized the face.
"Zeke??? What happened???"
"I wished to become a Digimon, and it was granted. I need to know what Digimon I'm turning into. Do you have any idea?"
"Um… You could be an alien that had trouble with their…uh…duplicate making machine."
"Oh come on, 'Henry'."
That clinched it. Only Zeke ever called Vince, 'Henry'. As Vince was trying to figure out what was going on, Zeke stretched his wings.
"That was a long flight."
"YOU FLEW?????"
"Isn't that what wings are for?"
"Whoa!! Me next."
"HOLD IT!!!! This isn't anything like you imagine it would be." Zeke said in an angry tone. It was obvious that he didn't try to.
"Uh-oh. The temper's beginning to change."
"What Digimon am I becoming?" Zeke asked impatiently.
"You may not like this, but you're turning into Cyberdramon."
R&R. I'M BEGGING YOU, R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!