Time to TRY and wrap up the story. By the way, anyone have an idea
as to why I got odd stares at the movie theater. It couldn't have been the
movie, because a lot of people were also watching 'Spider-man'. They were
staring at my tail…
Chapter 9 –A hungry little Digimon…
Zeke arrived at the mansion again, and went to where he left Trevor. He was still there, and still unconscious. Zeke grabbed hold of his 'handcuffs' and flew toward a police station…
"WHOA!!!!!!! A REAL SUPER-HERO!!!!!!!!!" A policewoman yelped.
Zeke figured he'd be stared at, but at least it wasn't as bad as if he were Cyberdramon. Zeke walked up to the front desk, dragging Trevor, and asked the officer at the desk where he could turn in Trevor.
"Right here if you have viable charges."
"Let's see…. Child abuse, attempted murder, stalking…maybe, is that enough? I also have people willing to testify against him."
"That's enough. What does he have to say about it?"
Trevor looked up, and noticed he was in a police station.
"Huh? Oh-no."
Trevor looked down again.
"There are a couple of slugs there for evidence, but they may not due…"
"Why not?"
"Well, most will work, but at least two slugs were aimed at me, and he didn't exactly pierce my armor…"
"As long as the gun or guns that fired them are there, they'll due."
"They're there. Now I trust that I can leave him here."
"Yeah…"
The officer notices the poker wrapped around Trevor's hands.
"Uh…"
Zeke grabs an end of the poker, and unwinds it. Trevor tries to run, but Zeke saw it coming, and had a hold of his shirt.
"I'd help with the details, but I'm needed elsewhere. I do happen to know someone that can help you. His daughter might be glad to testify."
Zeke walked out of the station, but was stopped by a couple officers.
"I don't know, this seems awfully suspicious…" The first one said.
"I agree." The second one said.
"I knew this would happen. If you'd excuse me, I have to go, otherwise, I might have to do this the hard way."
When the officers stopped him again, he picked them up, and moved them to the side. He walked out of the station, and started to fly off. The policewoman from before stopped him.
"What's your name?"
Zeke thought for a minute, and then decided to use his Digimon name.
"Justimon."
He flew off, leaving a station buzzing with new activity.
Vince was trying to explain what he knew about Digimon to Lisa and Sonia while Zeke was busy at the station.
"Well, since he became a Digimon, he might have a couple of personality quirks gained from them. That, and a Digimon's appetite."
"Appetite?" Sonia asked.
"Digimon require a lot of energy, which they normally get from food. There are other ways, like emotionally…" Vince hinted about the kiss and Sonia's near death.
"This is too much," Lisa told Vince, "Zeke is a Digimon. What are Digimon?"
Vince stared at her.
"How could you NOT know? Digimon is short for Digital Monster. They're made of data, but they can exist in the real world. There are different ways for that to be possible. Zeke wished to become a Digimon, so I guess that's one."
"Zeke wished for it?" Lisa asked.
"Zeke didn't like being weak, and he always would be with his condition. However, Digimon can't possibly have that condition, and they rarely get sick. He probably was hoping his condition would be…. um…. 'Overwritten'. Plus virtually all Digimon are stronger than Zeke was. Even Numemon…well, that's stretching it a bit."
"Numemon?"
"All Digimon are pretty much different species…sort of. That's why different Digimon have different names for their different kinds. Numemon is a kind that looks like a living slime pile, and is very weak."
"So Zeke is which one?"
"Cyberdramon, but when he changes into the hero looking one, then he's Justimon."
"Oh."
Zeke then came in the window, and fell over in exhaustion. He changed into a form that wasn't Cyberdramon or Justimon. It was a small, purple creature that resembled a dragon and a dinosaur at the same time. There were yellow markings all over its body. Vince recognized it.
"Wow! He must have been pretty beat if he became Monodramon."
"No, just hungry," The now diminutive Zeke said, "Very hungry."
"You're not getting it out of our fridge," Vince told him, "You're my friend, but I'm not getting in trouble if you eat all the food."
"I'll take him to my house for food then, we have plenty." Lisa said.
"You'd better hurry, then, because as soon as the police identify your father, they'll head to your home to collect evidence." Zeke said, barely noticing his new voice.
"How?"
"I carried my mother's van here. She can drive us if you give her directions." Zeke told her.
"Let's do it."
"WOW!!!! For a cute little dragon, he eats a lot." Jessica noted.
Zeke had barely noticed how much he ate. He just knew that by human standards, it was a lot. Zeke did notice his vast curiosity, though. He played with the buttons in the van, turning on the windshield wipers, and the heater before he realized what he was doing. He was really hungry by the time they arrived.
"The pile of food was bigger than he is, and it's gone now," Vince said, "That's just like a Digimon. They eat a lot, and you might not notice until you look in the fridge."
Zeke was full, and he felt contented, but he didn't digivolve. He wanted to get a feel for this form. He heard a car coming, and remembered the police. He turned into Justimon, and ushered Sonia and Vince into the van, which he then carried up into the night sky. He wasn't a moment too soon, for just as they were a good ways away, the police pulled up the massive driveway…
Zeke stopped at his home, and put the van down. Sonia and Vince walked out, and Zeke flew Vince home. Sonia walked inside, and began to prepare her case for the trial tomorrow…
Still not done.
Chapter 9 –A hungry little Digimon…
Zeke arrived at the mansion again, and went to where he left Trevor. He was still there, and still unconscious. Zeke grabbed hold of his 'handcuffs' and flew toward a police station…
"WHOA!!!!!!! A REAL SUPER-HERO!!!!!!!!!" A policewoman yelped.
Zeke figured he'd be stared at, but at least it wasn't as bad as if he were Cyberdramon. Zeke walked up to the front desk, dragging Trevor, and asked the officer at the desk where he could turn in Trevor.
"Right here if you have viable charges."
"Let's see…. Child abuse, attempted murder, stalking…maybe, is that enough? I also have people willing to testify against him."
"That's enough. What does he have to say about it?"
Trevor looked up, and noticed he was in a police station.
"Huh? Oh-no."
Trevor looked down again.
"There are a couple of slugs there for evidence, but they may not due…"
"Why not?"
"Well, most will work, but at least two slugs were aimed at me, and he didn't exactly pierce my armor…"
"As long as the gun or guns that fired them are there, they'll due."
"They're there. Now I trust that I can leave him here."
"Yeah…"
The officer notices the poker wrapped around Trevor's hands.
"Uh…"
Zeke grabs an end of the poker, and unwinds it. Trevor tries to run, but Zeke saw it coming, and had a hold of his shirt.
"I'd help with the details, but I'm needed elsewhere. I do happen to know someone that can help you. His daughter might be glad to testify."
Zeke walked out of the station, but was stopped by a couple officers.
"I don't know, this seems awfully suspicious…" The first one said.
"I agree." The second one said.
"I knew this would happen. If you'd excuse me, I have to go, otherwise, I might have to do this the hard way."
When the officers stopped him again, he picked them up, and moved them to the side. He walked out of the station, and started to fly off. The policewoman from before stopped him.
"What's your name?"
Zeke thought for a minute, and then decided to use his Digimon name.
"Justimon."
He flew off, leaving a station buzzing with new activity.
Vince was trying to explain what he knew about Digimon to Lisa and Sonia while Zeke was busy at the station.
"Well, since he became a Digimon, he might have a couple of personality quirks gained from them. That, and a Digimon's appetite."
"Appetite?" Sonia asked.
"Digimon require a lot of energy, which they normally get from food. There are other ways, like emotionally…" Vince hinted about the kiss and Sonia's near death.
"This is too much," Lisa told Vince, "Zeke is a Digimon. What are Digimon?"
Vince stared at her.
"How could you NOT know? Digimon is short for Digital Monster. They're made of data, but they can exist in the real world. There are different ways for that to be possible. Zeke wished to become a Digimon, so I guess that's one."
"Zeke wished for it?" Lisa asked.
"Zeke didn't like being weak, and he always would be with his condition. However, Digimon can't possibly have that condition, and they rarely get sick. He probably was hoping his condition would be…. um…. 'Overwritten'. Plus virtually all Digimon are stronger than Zeke was. Even Numemon…well, that's stretching it a bit."
"Numemon?"
"All Digimon are pretty much different species…sort of. That's why different Digimon have different names for their different kinds. Numemon is a kind that looks like a living slime pile, and is very weak."
"So Zeke is which one?"
"Cyberdramon, but when he changes into the hero looking one, then he's Justimon."
"Oh."
Zeke then came in the window, and fell over in exhaustion. He changed into a form that wasn't Cyberdramon or Justimon. It was a small, purple creature that resembled a dragon and a dinosaur at the same time. There were yellow markings all over its body. Vince recognized it.
"Wow! He must have been pretty beat if he became Monodramon."
"No, just hungry," The now diminutive Zeke said, "Very hungry."
"You're not getting it out of our fridge," Vince told him, "You're my friend, but I'm not getting in trouble if you eat all the food."
"I'll take him to my house for food then, we have plenty." Lisa said.
"You'd better hurry, then, because as soon as the police identify your father, they'll head to your home to collect evidence." Zeke said, barely noticing his new voice.
"How?"
"I carried my mother's van here. She can drive us if you give her directions." Zeke told her.
"Let's do it."
"WOW!!!! For a cute little dragon, he eats a lot." Jessica noted.
Zeke had barely noticed how much he ate. He just knew that by human standards, it was a lot. Zeke did notice his vast curiosity, though. He played with the buttons in the van, turning on the windshield wipers, and the heater before he realized what he was doing. He was really hungry by the time they arrived.
"The pile of food was bigger than he is, and it's gone now," Vince said, "That's just like a Digimon. They eat a lot, and you might not notice until you look in the fridge."
Zeke was full, and he felt contented, but he didn't digivolve. He wanted to get a feel for this form. He heard a car coming, and remembered the police. He turned into Justimon, and ushered Sonia and Vince into the van, which he then carried up into the night sky. He wasn't a moment too soon, for just as they were a good ways away, the police pulled up the massive driveway…
Zeke stopped at his home, and put the van down. Sonia and Vince walked out, and Zeke flew Vince home. Sonia walked inside, and began to prepare her case for the trial tomorrow…
Still not done.