Beelzemon: Ah, Forte, did you invite a robot friend or something?
Forte: No, why?
Beelzemon: Then who the hell is that guy?
Metamorphisis: Call me Meta, short for Metamorphisis.
Forte: Really.
Metamorphisis: Hey, didn't I see some girl in that same armor.
Forte: DAMN IT ROLL!!!
Beelzemon: Sooo.what bring you around?
Metamorphisis: The next part of the story.my style.
Beelzemon: Oh boy.another strange author.
Forte: Why's he writing something using your computer?
Beelzemon: WHAT THE????????
Chapter 11
"Now whitey, I need this finished Monday." The senior pushed the books into Scott's arms. "Remember, finish this and you won't get my foot up your @#$%%" The senior said with a growl. Scott fell against the wall. Most would think he had it all, well most of it. He was supped to be a junior but they skipped him up a year. His mother was an accomplished doctor so they were never short on money. He was however harassed by just about every one. He wasn't fat or skinny, more on the light muscle toned side but not enough to stand up to the others. What really pulled him out was his naturally occurring white hair and ice blue eyes. Well, at least he had a car. School was almost over for the year and Scott was happy for this. He had already been accepted to numerous colleges and was going to stay home a year before attending one. He was the school valedictorian for goodness sakes. --------------------------------------------------
"Honey, there?" Misses Winters asked as her son came through the door. "Yep." Scott replied. He placed his book bag near the door. As he entered his room he would be in what could only be described as nerd heaven. A Powerful computer, used for hacking, comics scattered, X-Men and Spider-Man movie posters on the wall. He was also a closet digimon freak. Other anime was ok but he didn't dare reveal this, the only one he talked to it about was his mother who was surprisingly interested. Well she was an anime fan as well but she sometimes found it a little childish but never said anything about it. He wasn't a big fan of the card game but he had the comics and movie. He also had one of those Digivices he messed around with sometimes. His was yellow and white. The color's signified he owned a Leomon, his favorite digimon. After dinner Scott went into his room and started up his computer. AS he closed the door he locked it silently. He had accidentally logged on to a government program last night. It had something to do with that super hero, Justimon. That had to be a digimon, he saw it on T.V. He wondered if the government had made him in the lab or something. As he logged on he clicked through the files.it seemed as though they were collecting his blood in order to make super solders and tested it on someone with terrible results although they weren't mention. The file was deemed top secret and the research experiment was marked as failed. "Scott, it's getting late." His mother cried. Scott rolled his eyes. As he closed down his computer, he jumped into bed. As he turned to close the lights, he saw that senior's books and frowned. He jumped into bed. 'Bet digimon don't worry about nerds at their school.if.they have school.' He chuckled at the thought. What he didn't realize was the small light that winked off in the distance.
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"Chris, I'm going to work, be back at nine." Mrs. Winters called to Scott. He grumbled in approval. He wasn't a morning person. As he got up he yawned very loudly. "YAWN!!!" His eyes opened. "Whoa, that's strange." He mumbled. As he went to the bathroom he looked into the mirror. "Darn, I need to shave again. I'll do it later." He feels the beard and instead of it being scratchy, it felt insanely soft. He raised an eyebrow. H e looked in the mirror again. "My upper lip seems a little puffy too." He shrugged. When he started to brush his teeth, he turned on the television. "And in the news, Justimon saved the day." CRUNCH!!! Chris's eyebrows rose. He had just bit through the hard plastic of the toothbrush without any pressure. . He spit the tip out into the sink. As he looked in the mirror he touched the tip of his tooth. "Ouch!!!" He screamed. Looking at his finger, it was bleeding. "What the." The he caught the hint of white. Peeing closer into the mirror he noticed his teeth had a sharp edge to them. Almost as if.as if they were fangs. That's when his attention was then turned to the rest of his body. "Now this is getting out of hand.not that I'm complaining." He smirked. His body was that of a body builder who had trained for years. As he flexed his biceps bulged with pure, rock hard muscle. As he examined himself closer, he found that along with the sculpted abs, his chest hair had grown as well and was quite fuzzy. "Ok, now I'm a hairy body builder.who needs a shave and a hair cut." He looked into the mirror but couldn't resist. "Two bits." He grinned. As he went to sit down he yelped. "Gwa." He sat on something. Feeling his behind he felt a lump at his tailbone. "Must have bruised it." But he was beginning to doubt it. This was all too strange. He had to be dreaming.
Suddenly his stomach growled. "Geeze, I'm never hungry in the morning." As he looked in the refrigerator, he looked at last night's left offers. They still had a half a ham left." Chris shrugged and filled his plate. After a few more rounds, he had the whole ham finished. "Damn, was I hungry, considering my body though." He shook his head. About four hours later, Chris began to feel stomach pains. "Holy.gwa." He raced to the bathroom. "I have to have a." He started before he threw up into the toilet. "God.it feels as if my guts tearing it self.oh god." His behind was in just in much pain. His backbone felt like it was on fire as it shot out.
Just as it came, it had left. But he wasn't the same. As he looked himself over the hair had turned into tan fur. His backbone had straightened itself into a long tail, the end tufted with hair. His white hair had showed itself down around his face, making a mane that surrounded his newly formed muzzle packed full with sharp teeth. He was now currently standing on his tip toes as hell and his fingers ended in sheathed claws. His ears had traveled up to the top of his head. The only remnants of his humanity was his clothes, which were torn and tattered at his jump of height and muscle, and his white mane and ice blue eyes.
As he peered into the mirror, a Leomon looked back.
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"Chris, I'm home." Jean Winters stepped into the home. Her blonde hair contrasting with her black suit. "UH.mom, I'm in my room." "Ok honey, did you make some." On the dinning room table laid a humongous sword sheathed in a black scabbard. . "Did we have a visitor or something?" "No but.there's something I've got to show you." She was getting worried. "Did something happen." "Well.yeah. I believe I've figured out how Justimon came to be." "How's that?" "He was a kid who can transform or something into a digimon." "And how did you come across this information?" She asked, examining the sword. "Because, it has just happened to me." Chris in full Leomon glory stepped from his room to greet his mother. "Uh...so what do we do now?"
Metamorphisis: I like these cliffhanger endings.
Beelzemon: Oh Great. Just add another character. We just had one added and you just had to make it harder???!!!
Forte: I don't know.I think he may express his emotion a lot better then you.
Beelzemon: WHAT!!!???
Forte: I Said.
(Beelzemon Punches Forte into the wall.)
Metamorphisis: Uh.now we return to our regularly scheduled ending.
To Be Continued.
Forte: HEY!!!!!!! YOU BROKE OFF ONE OF MY FINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beelzemon: YOU DESERVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Forte and Beelzemon get into an all-out brawl.)
Forte: No, why?
Beelzemon: Then who the hell is that guy?
Metamorphisis: Call me Meta, short for Metamorphisis.
Forte: Really.
Metamorphisis: Hey, didn't I see some girl in that same armor.
Forte: DAMN IT ROLL!!!
Beelzemon: Sooo.what bring you around?
Metamorphisis: The next part of the story.my style.
Beelzemon: Oh boy.another strange author.
Forte: Why's he writing something using your computer?
Beelzemon: WHAT THE????????
Chapter 11
"Now whitey, I need this finished Monday." The senior pushed the books into Scott's arms. "Remember, finish this and you won't get my foot up your @#$%%" The senior said with a growl. Scott fell against the wall. Most would think he had it all, well most of it. He was supped to be a junior but they skipped him up a year. His mother was an accomplished doctor so they were never short on money. He was however harassed by just about every one. He wasn't fat or skinny, more on the light muscle toned side but not enough to stand up to the others. What really pulled him out was his naturally occurring white hair and ice blue eyes. Well, at least he had a car. School was almost over for the year and Scott was happy for this. He had already been accepted to numerous colleges and was going to stay home a year before attending one. He was the school valedictorian for goodness sakes. --------------------------------------------------
"Honey, there?" Misses Winters asked as her son came through the door. "Yep." Scott replied. He placed his book bag near the door. As he entered his room he would be in what could only be described as nerd heaven. A Powerful computer, used for hacking, comics scattered, X-Men and Spider-Man movie posters on the wall. He was also a closet digimon freak. Other anime was ok but he didn't dare reveal this, the only one he talked to it about was his mother who was surprisingly interested. Well she was an anime fan as well but she sometimes found it a little childish but never said anything about it. He wasn't a big fan of the card game but he had the comics and movie. He also had one of those Digivices he messed around with sometimes. His was yellow and white. The color's signified he owned a Leomon, his favorite digimon. After dinner Scott went into his room and started up his computer. AS he closed the door he locked it silently. He had accidentally logged on to a government program last night. It had something to do with that super hero, Justimon. That had to be a digimon, he saw it on T.V. He wondered if the government had made him in the lab or something. As he logged on he clicked through the files.it seemed as though they were collecting his blood in order to make super solders and tested it on someone with terrible results although they weren't mention. The file was deemed top secret and the research experiment was marked as failed. "Scott, it's getting late." His mother cried. Scott rolled his eyes. As he closed down his computer, he jumped into bed. As he turned to close the lights, he saw that senior's books and frowned. He jumped into bed. 'Bet digimon don't worry about nerds at their school.if.they have school.' He chuckled at the thought. What he didn't realize was the small light that winked off in the distance.
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"Chris, I'm going to work, be back at nine." Mrs. Winters called to Scott. He grumbled in approval. He wasn't a morning person. As he got up he yawned very loudly. "YAWN!!!" His eyes opened. "Whoa, that's strange." He mumbled. As he went to the bathroom he looked into the mirror. "Darn, I need to shave again. I'll do it later." He feels the beard and instead of it being scratchy, it felt insanely soft. He raised an eyebrow. H e looked in the mirror again. "My upper lip seems a little puffy too." He shrugged. When he started to brush his teeth, he turned on the television. "And in the news, Justimon saved the day." CRUNCH!!! Chris's eyebrows rose. He had just bit through the hard plastic of the toothbrush without any pressure. . He spit the tip out into the sink. As he looked in the mirror he touched the tip of his tooth. "Ouch!!!" He screamed. Looking at his finger, it was bleeding. "What the." The he caught the hint of white. Peeing closer into the mirror he noticed his teeth had a sharp edge to them. Almost as if.as if they were fangs. That's when his attention was then turned to the rest of his body. "Now this is getting out of hand.not that I'm complaining." He smirked. His body was that of a body builder who had trained for years. As he flexed his biceps bulged with pure, rock hard muscle. As he examined himself closer, he found that along with the sculpted abs, his chest hair had grown as well and was quite fuzzy. "Ok, now I'm a hairy body builder.who needs a shave and a hair cut." He looked into the mirror but couldn't resist. "Two bits." He grinned. As he went to sit down he yelped. "Gwa." He sat on something. Feeling his behind he felt a lump at his tailbone. "Must have bruised it." But he was beginning to doubt it. This was all too strange. He had to be dreaming.
Suddenly his stomach growled. "Geeze, I'm never hungry in the morning." As he looked in the refrigerator, he looked at last night's left offers. They still had a half a ham left." Chris shrugged and filled his plate. After a few more rounds, he had the whole ham finished. "Damn, was I hungry, considering my body though." He shook his head. About four hours later, Chris began to feel stomach pains. "Holy.gwa." He raced to the bathroom. "I have to have a." He started before he threw up into the toilet. "God.it feels as if my guts tearing it self.oh god." His behind was in just in much pain. His backbone felt like it was on fire as it shot out.
Just as it came, it had left. But he wasn't the same. As he looked himself over the hair had turned into tan fur. His backbone had straightened itself into a long tail, the end tufted with hair. His white hair had showed itself down around his face, making a mane that surrounded his newly formed muzzle packed full with sharp teeth. He was now currently standing on his tip toes as hell and his fingers ended in sheathed claws. His ears had traveled up to the top of his head. The only remnants of his humanity was his clothes, which were torn and tattered at his jump of height and muscle, and his white mane and ice blue eyes.
As he peered into the mirror, a Leomon looked back.
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"Chris, I'm home." Jean Winters stepped into the home. Her blonde hair contrasting with her black suit. "UH.mom, I'm in my room." "Ok honey, did you make some." On the dinning room table laid a humongous sword sheathed in a black scabbard. . "Did we have a visitor or something?" "No but.there's something I've got to show you." She was getting worried. "Did something happen." "Well.yeah. I believe I've figured out how Justimon came to be." "How's that?" "He was a kid who can transform or something into a digimon." "And how did you come across this information?" She asked, examining the sword. "Because, it has just happened to me." Chris in full Leomon glory stepped from his room to greet his mother. "Uh...so what do we do now?"
Metamorphisis: I like these cliffhanger endings.
Beelzemon: Oh Great. Just add another character. We just had one added and you just had to make it harder???!!!
Forte: I don't know.I think he may express his emotion a lot better then you.
Beelzemon: WHAT!!!???
Forte: I Said.
(Beelzemon Punches Forte into the wall.)
Metamorphisis: Uh.now we return to our regularly scheduled ending.
To Be Continued.
Forte: HEY!!!!!!! YOU BROKE OFF ONE OF MY FINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beelzemon: YOU DESERVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Forte and Beelzemon get into an all-out brawl.)