OK finally after the longest fricken wait here is chapter 4. Thanks for all the reviews. Please enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Satoshi and Hiro, not even featured in this damn chapter. *sigh* I hate disclaimers.
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Lost Little Girl
Chapter 4
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The blistering wind sent chills up Ryo's spine as he struggled to make his way to Hypnos, his plan reciting over and over inside his head. Why he seemed so devoted to straightening out Rika's life he didn't know, but he for sure knew his plan would have some kind of impact on her, good or bad.
As he approached the tall, occupied tower, he entered, and examined his surroundings. Pictures lined the walls, of Yamaki, the leader, and his crew. Some of which were Shibumi, Riley, Daisy, and Janyu, Henry's father. A young woman with long, sleek dark hair stood at the front desk, and asked, "May I help you?"
"Well, yes, um...." He cleared his throat. "I was wondering if I could speak to Yamaki."
"I'm terribly sorry, young man, but Yamaki's busy right now, can I take a message?"
"I need to speak to him now," Ryo protested.
"You can't speak to him now," she replied.
"Please, miss, it's an emergency, he knows who I am, only he can help me, I'm begging you. An old.....well, friend of mine is in trouble, and I.....I really need his help."
"Very well then," the woman sighed. "Take the door to your right, then go down the hall. Yamaki's office is the one at the end."
"Thank you, ma'am." Ryo said in a quick breath and darted to the door and down the hall, nervously turning the doorknob and taking a step in.
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"Ugh," Rika groaned as the odor of terribly sour milk made its way into her nostrils. She plunged the carton into the garbage can, and shut the fridge door.
"God damn it, looks like I betta shop fo' groceries."
Rika rushed into her bedroom and slipped on a skimpy pair of tight leather hot pants, followed by a glittery pink top. The vibrant blue eyeshadow and wet shiny lipcolor seemed to make her face stand out to all men. She could even feel herself becoming rather tense as her looks reflected back at her. How could any man resist this girl?
She snapped out of her trance and tied her hair back with an elastic and a few hair pins, her long auburn locks cascading down her back. The cool leather of the high stilettos made Rika shiver as she slipped them onto her bare legs, but she soon became comfortable in her long brown suede leather coat and her black feathery scarf. She slung her purse over her right shoulder and made her way out of her apartment door, locking it behind her. Down to the ground floor and finally out the building, Rika walked down the frosted sidewalk as the blustery wind brushed against her legs. She shivered uncontrollably. Pulling the fur on the edge of her coat closer to her slim figure, she struggled to find comfort in the weather as countless whistles from men in cars rung out into the cool air.
The usual.
This was going to be just another normal day, or so she thought.
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"An exotic dancer?!" Yamaki cried, placing his palms down on the desk a little too loudly.
"Is this some kind of joke?"
"No!" Ryo cried. "It's true, sir. We never heard from Rika since about two years ago. Rumor is that she ran away, and she was never seen by any of us again. I had actually gone to Rika's mother and asked her, as well as the rest of us, but she refused to talk any word of Rika. Then, last night, me and the gang went out to celebrate, because it had been four years since the defeating of the D-Reaper. Kenta didn't exactly know what he was doing, and dragged us into some strip club........."
"Didn't they ask for identification?" Yamaki asked curiously.
"No.....no they didn't. We just went in. A part of the room was enclosed with glass, and there were young girls dancing....stripping while dancing around a pole....and one of the girls was Rika......and then, I guess, when she'd seen me she hadn't wanted me or the gang to know, and she disappeared....."
"Where'd she go?" Yamaki then asked.
"In the back......and so I went back there......and then I found Rika. She was all wrapped in a towel, and so I questioned her. She didn't tell me. She was angry, and she only yelled some, well.......pretty bad things at me and told me she didn't want anything to do with any of us anymore. Then......."
Ryo didn't exactly want to get into the part where Rika had punched him and nearly knocked him out, so he simply replied, "So I left. But I want to help Rika, and I know just how to do that."
"And how would that be?"
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"So, are you sure this is going to work, sir?" Ryo asked.
"I'm positive, Ryo. But you do realize that this can't last forever, only until your plan succeeds. A data stream will be sent through, following Renamon's data until it finds it. That will return Renamon right into this room," Yamaki replied.
"That's great.....thank you sir," Ryo said, unbelievably happy with the results of this idea.
Ryo had remembered Rika saying "Renamon lives in her world and I live in mine", but that wouldn't be so easy to say to Renamon's face. Ryo knew that Rika didn't have the heart to do such a thing. Rika had loved Renamon dearly, and deep inside that love still existed, buried in painful memories or not.
"OK.....accessing data stream......and it's off.......Riley....open the gate....." Shibumi instructed.
"Alright....." Riley typed away. A swirl of dark light appeared within the ceiling and opened up. "Gate open."
"So, how long is this gonna take?" Ryo questioned, taking a glance at his watch for the fifth time that minute. 5:38.....5:38.....5:38....finally!.....5:39.......
"As long as it takes," Shibumi replied with a chuckle.
At that very second, the computers began to beep wildly.
"We've found them," said Yamaki.
"Uh....them.....uh.....aren't you looking for one digimon?" asked Ryo sheepishly.
No answer.
"Oooookkkkaaaayyyy......" he thought to himself.
Just then, a vivid white light plunged out into the wide open room and shot in all directions, illuminating each and every thing that came its way. Two pink data streams moved down from the gate and down to the ground, one containing the slender fox figure with her bushy tail and erect ears, and the other.....no, it couldn't be.....
"Monodramon!" Ryo cried as he threw his arms around the dark blue, four legged digimon as the two data streams faded away, followed by the gate.
"How'd he get here?" Ryo asked the crew.
"Ah, well, we thought, since you were so focused on helping an old friend, a reward would have done you good," Yamaki replied.
"Thanks," he replied.
Renamon stirred, her bluish eyes darting from left to right, her tail swaying back and forth.
"What brings us here?" her serious, aggressive tones rung in the air.
"Uh...perhaps we should.....tell them.....?" Ryo motioned to Yamaki.
"Yes, perhaps we should," he replied. "Ryo, Monodramon, Renamon....follow me."
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Rika steadily approached the automatic door of 'Grocery Mart' when she so suddenly felt her head turn black and her hands trembled. A million knives were driving their way into her skull, or so it felt that way. Helplessly, she dropped to her knees, and her whereabouts seemed to blur from her thoughts. She spoke aloud.
"Something's coming.......no, something's here.......I haven't felt this way since four years ago.......with our fight against the D-Reaper-"
The cold metal rammed into her knees, and just like that, it stopped. Feeling her cheeks turning the deepest shade of red, she looked up to a greatly obese woman with black curly hair, her shopping cart pushing gently into the flesh of Rika's bare knees.
"Shit.....looks like I gotta cover," she moaned in her thoughts.
"Uh....excuse me miss.......are you all right?" she asked, Rika feeling the heated glances of all the people around her. Rika made her way back onto her stiletto-covered feet.
"I'm fine.....why the hell do you care, you fat cow?!" she snapped back.
"For god sakes, you fell on your knees, that's why, you mouthy little tart!" cried the fat woman.
"Oh yeah, c'mon then, let's go you pussy whipped bitch!" screamed Rika hotly.
"I don't have time for this crap......" the fat woman sighed and pushed the overflowing shopping cart past Rika and into the parking lot.
"Chicken!" Rika called back, and stomped into the store, ignoring all the attention she'd got.
"But seriously.....something IS here.......and I think I just might know what it is...." she thought.
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Ryo and the two digimon set out into the blustery air, although that wasn't quite the reason why Renamon was flinching.
"So you tell me......an action done by removing of the clothing?" She shook her head. "Why would Rika do such a thing? It's so foolish..."
"I don't know, something bad could have happened to Rika to make her want to do that, but whatever the purpose, it's up to us to clear up the problem and get our old Rika back, you hear me?"
Renamon and Monodramon nodded.
"So tonight......we'll go behind that club and wait for Rika. When she comes......"
He whispered his plan to the two digimon in the frosty air.
"Hey...." said Monodramon....."you know, that just might work."
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Rika stepped into her messy apartment and stuffed the food intolerantly into the fridge and cupboards. She slipped off her coat and stilettos and sunk down onto the couch and picked up the remote, only to become rather annoyed by strange beeping noises, coming from her bedroom.
"What the fuck now?" she muttered under her breath. Whipping the door open, she spotted the bottom drawer on her dresser. Blue and white light forced out of the cracks, threatening to burst the drawer open.
"Oh god...." she groaned, slapping herself on the forehead. She shakily waded her way over and curved her fingers around the handle, somewhat nervous.
"Okay," she breathed. "Now."
She gradually pulled the drawer open, as the blue D-Arc lay overtop a pink and white shirt bearing a red heart as her mother had given her that to wear when she'd grown out of her blue and white one. It was shining so brightly that Rika could hardly bare to look at it, but she felt her way around the drawer until she grasped it, and pulled it out. The light faded slightly, and the screen expanded into a larger one. Arrows moved from clockwise to counterclockwise along the edges and a flashing blue dot went on one end of the compass, while a flashing yellow dot moved around on the other.
"God....not Renamon....." she said in a barely audible tone.
"Whateva.....I don't need her no more....screw digimon. Screw all of them!" she said stubbornly, stuffing the D-Arc into her pocket.
Just in case.
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And so night time came round the corner, and Ryo, Renamon and Monodramon stayed well hidden behind the club. Ryo sat on an empty crate while Monodramon was fixed beside him, and Renamon stood, her back against the cold wall, her arms folded, and the sole of her right foot placed against the bricks.
"Come on....." Ryo said hopelessly, pushing the indiglo button on his watch. 2:53 AM. "We've been here for a flipping hour and a half!"
"Maybe we should just come another night, Ryo," Monodramon stated. "I'm chilly."
"No!" cried Renamon, turning to face him with clenched fists. "I was brought here to help Rika, and that's what I'm going to do."
"Okay....okay....keep your socks on....."
And then ten minutes passed, Ryo pushing the button on his watch again. 3:03 AM.
"Maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Naw...I doubt that," Ryo sighed.
Renamon shook her head. "I don't sense any presences coming near, not even those of humans."
"Oh....." Ryo and Monodramon sighed.
3:13 AM.....
"Maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Mm-mmm....." Renamon shook her head.
3:23 AM.....
"Hey....you know....maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Don't think so...." Ryo trailed off.
Renamon's head moved from side to side. "Nope."
3:53 AM.....
"Maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Not yet," Renamon said.
4:05 AM.....
"Maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Will you quit saying that!?" Renamon cried, gritting her teeth in anger. "It's distracting....oh....hey.....wait a minute.....I sense something......"
"Told ya she'd come out right now!" barked Monodramon.
Just then the back doors burst open on the other side of the wall, and four girls and a guy made their way out, chatting away without a care.
"C'mon Rika!" a female voice pleaded. "You gotta come to my boyfriend's party.....there'll be plenty of guys there!"
"Yea man, I'm goin'!" said another.
"Noooo....how many times have I told ya'll....my head feels like it's about to fuckin' burst! Just lemme go home, please....."
"Fine then, but don't go to us when you're wantin' to, well, you know...."
Ryo turned to Monodramon, fetching his glowing D-Power from his pocket. "It's time."
"Mm-hmm." Monodramon nodded surely, and while Ryo swiped the card, he began to feel unexplainable surges of power.
"Monodramon digivolve to......Cyberdramon!" he commanded, his body shapeshifting to a more powerful form. Cyberdramon silently and steadily leaped atop the club building and crouched down watching down upon the four sleazy dressed girls and the one guy.
Down below, Ryo swiped another card.
"Digi Modify..............Invisibility activate!"
Now they couldn't see him if they tried. Cyberdramon pulled out his hand and untucked it from his side, the sharp, silver pointed claws in the chatters' direction.
"Oh.....god my head....." Rika moaned, gently clapping a hand over her heated forehead.
"I can feel it......she's here...." she thought to herself, just knowing that for sure that D-Arc in her pocket was glowing.
Meanwhile, Renamon could feel Rika's presence in all of her senses, her mind swimming around with tantalizing thoughts she could hardly control.
"Hurry up Cyberdramon....."
"Desolation Claw!" Cyberdramon did not bellow as usual, but muttered it as the claw descended downward to the five young people, only seen by his eyes. The asphault spurted up where it had been pierced and they backed away in a frenzy, visibly frightened and confused.
"Desolation Claw...."
"Desolation Claw...."
"Desolation Claw...."
The now screaming, panicking teenagers darted around in a frenzy, a dazed Rika now hardly able to keep focus.
"Rika, come on!" the young guy pleaded.
"Okay....fine Hiro, I'm coming......" She seemed nonetheless unpleased with him for some unknown reason. She portioned her arms and got ready to run when the cold metal of Cyberdramon's claw clashed with her forehead, and she fell back, her head spinning out of control, and leaned against the invisible surface behind her.
"Rika! Come on! What on earth are you doing!?"
"Can't.....can't move....." she trailed off, her fingers slipped up into her hair as she tightly grasped her spinning head.
Hiro exhaled intolerantly, and got ready to pull her away from the rocky mess, when she stopped him.
"Hiro....no, you guys just go to dat party....man I'ma be aight....."
"You sure?" he asked, slightly concerned with her strange condition.
"Sure," she said nonchalantly, not bothering to look him in the eye.
"Fine, c'mon gurls let's go fo' a ride." He escorted the other three into his car and they pulled away from the parking lot not too far from the alley. Rika sunk down against the invisible metal and grasped her head once again, rubbing her temples, trying to clear her mind from the pain. Finally, it calmed down a little, and she examined her surroundings. She stood up and placed her palms against the cool metal, in which at least felt like metal...
"Maybe I can climb over these," she muttered, looking up at nothing. "But who knows how far up dis goes....."
Before she knew it, invisible hands were wrapped securely over her body, and she was being carried away. She allowed them to free her from the trap and then before she could kick around like hell, they placed her down on an empty crate in the dark alleyway, where nobody was seen, but she could feel one of them.
Hidden on the other side of the wall were Ryo, Renamon and a newly joined Cyberdramon, whose effect had eventually worn off.
"Okay.....it's time Renamon...."
"Yes, it is." Her slim fox figure moved out from the other side of the building, and at last the two faces met. Rika's head began to ache like crazy once again, but just the sight of it all and her anger began to surmount the pain.
"Rika....." she said, longingly.
"Renamon." Rika seethed through clenched teeth.
"Rika....what have you done to yourself?" the curious digimon asked.
"Why? Why do you care?"
"Because, you are my tamer, Rika! I care about everything you do!" cried Renamon.
"Did you say....tamer?" asked Rika timidly.
"Rika, have you forgotten all the times we shared.....our destines.....your destiny?"
Rika's sharp nails dug into her clenching fists. "Who sent you here?"
"I did." An unafraid Ryo pulled out from the other side as well and stood, his eyes showing a look of determination.
"You!" screamed Rika. "I should've known it was you!"
"You were our friend and we're not just going to let it all slip like that, Rika! I know what you're like. You weren't someone who would throw their life away like that!" Ryo yelled, his voice reverberating across the empty lane.
"Why something so foolish, Rika?" asked Renamon.
"It don't matter how foolish it all is. It's my life now and there ain't nuthin' ya'll can do," said Rika smugly, folding her arms.
"But that's where you're wrong! We can do something if you'll just give us a chance!" cried Ryo.
"I can't tell ya'll why! I dunno why you pussies just won't leave me ALONE!"
"I can't leave this alone," Renamon stated.
"Oh, but ya will. Just go back to the god damn digital world. Play wit Guilmon, and....and Terriermon, and all dem others. Feed on Chuumon as yo' prey. You can fight wit other digimon......and....and even kill yourself, whateva! Just be a digimon, go do what you supposed to do," she said, matter of factly.
"Rika, why are you taking it out on us? We didn't do anything to hurt you, ever!" questioned Ryo.
"And besides, that isn't what I am supposed to do. Being a partner to you is what I am supposed to do, and I know that for sure!" cried Renamon.
"Oh yeah....well now is it what you're supposed to do?!" Rika bellowed, her head still spinning wildly, and without any second thoughts, she dug her hand deep down into her pocket, retrieved the glowing blue D-Arc, and shattered the air with the forceful blow of her right arm. The D-Arc flew out of her hand and met its end against the brick wall, where it shattered into millions of tiny pieces and landed down on the rugged ground of the alleyway, Rika breathing heavily, satisfied with her last action, an astounded Ryo watching in awe at what she'd just done, and Renamon, her teeth clenched in unexplainable anger and her eyes beginning to burn a fiery orange.
"I am no longer a tamer," said Rika confidently, turning her side to them and once again folding her arms. Meanwhile, her head seemed to be spinning with millions of voices, all screaming in unison, "What have I just done!? What have I just done!?"
"Rika.....how could you....." Ryo trailed off, too amazed for words. She didn't reply.
"My tamer......" Renamon muttered, her voice deep and hoarse with fury.
"I have been betrayed by my TAMER!"
A loud and pitiful cry escaped Renamon's mouth as she raised her body up in anger, letting it surpass her mind and take full control of her body. Her soft yellow fur was replaced by coarse, black hairs and her stomach, feet, and the tips of her tail and ears went from white to bright red, and her eyes were a cold blood color, seeming so powerful to look at that they could burn a hole right through you. Her body was now surrounded with a swirly outline of black energy, and it could almost be felt from any distance.
"What's that!?" cried Ryo, pulling his dark blue D-Arc from his coat pocket. At the presence of unknown evil, Cyberdramon immediately popped out from around the corner and stood behind Ryo, glaring into the digimon's hot glare.
The screen expanded into a larger one, and a digimon took shape onto it.
"That's DarkRenamon.....rookie level.....special attacks Histeria Kick and Black Crystal Hail. She may be a rookie....but this fox is stronger than your average mega!" Ryo cried frantically, his fingers grasping the device tightly, searching for some sort of comfort, but all he could feel was disapproval.
"My tamer........." DarkRenamon said, her voice overcome with a touch of evil.
"Oh....god....." Rika didn't know what to say, and instead she locked icy glares with the angry digimon. DarkRenamon leaped up on her left foot and curled up into a ball, the outline of energy growing twice its size, and she released herself, her arms outstretched on each side, and the dark objects took shape, moving down, and surrounding Rika as the excrutiating, mesmerizing, god awful feeling came over her.
"Black Crystal Hail!" commanded DarkRenamon.
"Oh...." groaned Rika as the crystals attempted to pierce her skin and strike her with unforgettable pain. She cocked her head back and let out an earsplitting scream.
"Rika!" yelled Ryo, taking a step forward.
Rika struggled to stay on the spot, as to be tough, but it didn't proceed. Her head blacked out, the last thing that she'd seen being the scattered remains of the shattered D-Arc.
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Lost Little Girl
Chapter 4
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The blistering wind sent chills up Ryo's spine as he struggled to make his way to Hypnos, his plan reciting over and over inside his head. Why he seemed so devoted to straightening out Rika's life he didn't know, but he for sure knew his plan would have some kind of impact on her, good or bad.
As he approached the tall, occupied tower, he entered, and examined his surroundings. Pictures lined the walls, of Yamaki, the leader, and his crew. Some of which were Shibumi, Riley, Daisy, and Janyu, Henry's father. A young woman with long, sleek dark hair stood at the front desk, and asked, "May I help you?"
"Well, yes, um...." He cleared his throat. "I was wondering if I could speak to Yamaki."
"I'm terribly sorry, young man, but Yamaki's busy right now, can I take a message?"
"I need to speak to him now," Ryo protested.
"You can't speak to him now," she replied.
"Please, miss, it's an emergency, he knows who I am, only he can help me, I'm begging you. An old.....well, friend of mine is in trouble, and I.....I really need his help."
"Very well then," the woman sighed. "Take the door to your right, then go down the hall. Yamaki's office is the one at the end."
"Thank you, ma'am." Ryo said in a quick breath and darted to the door and down the hall, nervously turning the doorknob and taking a step in.
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"Ugh," Rika groaned as the odor of terribly sour milk made its way into her nostrils. She plunged the carton into the garbage can, and shut the fridge door.
"God damn it, looks like I betta shop fo' groceries."
Rika rushed into her bedroom and slipped on a skimpy pair of tight leather hot pants, followed by a glittery pink top. The vibrant blue eyeshadow and wet shiny lipcolor seemed to make her face stand out to all men. She could even feel herself becoming rather tense as her looks reflected back at her. How could any man resist this girl?
She snapped out of her trance and tied her hair back with an elastic and a few hair pins, her long auburn locks cascading down her back. The cool leather of the high stilettos made Rika shiver as she slipped them onto her bare legs, but she soon became comfortable in her long brown suede leather coat and her black feathery scarf. She slung her purse over her right shoulder and made her way out of her apartment door, locking it behind her. Down to the ground floor and finally out the building, Rika walked down the frosted sidewalk as the blustery wind brushed against her legs. She shivered uncontrollably. Pulling the fur on the edge of her coat closer to her slim figure, she struggled to find comfort in the weather as countless whistles from men in cars rung out into the cool air.
The usual.
This was going to be just another normal day, or so she thought.
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"An exotic dancer?!" Yamaki cried, placing his palms down on the desk a little too loudly.
"Is this some kind of joke?"
"No!" Ryo cried. "It's true, sir. We never heard from Rika since about two years ago. Rumor is that she ran away, and she was never seen by any of us again. I had actually gone to Rika's mother and asked her, as well as the rest of us, but she refused to talk any word of Rika. Then, last night, me and the gang went out to celebrate, because it had been four years since the defeating of the D-Reaper. Kenta didn't exactly know what he was doing, and dragged us into some strip club........."
"Didn't they ask for identification?" Yamaki asked curiously.
"No.....no they didn't. We just went in. A part of the room was enclosed with glass, and there were young girls dancing....stripping while dancing around a pole....and one of the girls was Rika......and then, I guess, when she'd seen me she hadn't wanted me or the gang to know, and she disappeared....."
"Where'd she go?" Yamaki then asked.
"In the back......and so I went back there......and then I found Rika. She was all wrapped in a towel, and so I questioned her. She didn't tell me. She was angry, and she only yelled some, well.......pretty bad things at me and told me she didn't want anything to do with any of us anymore. Then......."
Ryo didn't exactly want to get into the part where Rika had punched him and nearly knocked him out, so he simply replied, "So I left. But I want to help Rika, and I know just how to do that."
"And how would that be?"
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"So, are you sure this is going to work, sir?" Ryo asked.
"I'm positive, Ryo. But you do realize that this can't last forever, only until your plan succeeds. A data stream will be sent through, following Renamon's data until it finds it. That will return Renamon right into this room," Yamaki replied.
"That's great.....thank you sir," Ryo said, unbelievably happy with the results of this idea.
Ryo had remembered Rika saying "Renamon lives in her world and I live in mine", but that wouldn't be so easy to say to Renamon's face. Ryo knew that Rika didn't have the heart to do such a thing. Rika had loved Renamon dearly, and deep inside that love still existed, buried in painful memories or not.
"OK.....accessing data stream......and it's off.......Riley....open the gate....." Shibumi instructed.
"Alright....." Riley typed away. A swirl of dark light appeared within the ceiling and opened up. "Gate open."
"So, how long is this gonna take?" Ryo questioned, taking a glance at his watch for the fifth time that minute. 5:38.....5:38.....5:38....finally!.....5:39.......
"As long as it takes," Shibumi replied with a chuckle.
At that very second, the computers began to beep wildly.
"We've found them," said Yamaki.
"Uh....them.....uh.....aren't you looking for one digimon?" asked Ryo sheepishly.
No answer.
"Oooookkkkaaaayyyy......" he thought to himself.
Just then, a vivid white light plunged out into the wide open room and shot in all directions, illuminating each and every thing that came its way. Two pink data streams moved down from the gate and down to the ground, one containing the slender fox figure with her bushy tail and erect ears, and the other.....no, it couldn't be.....
"Monodramon!" Ryo cried as he threw his arms around the dark blue, four legged digimon as the two data streams faded away, followed by the gate.
"How'd he get here?" Ryo asked the crew.
"Ah, well, we thought, since you were so focused on helping an old friend, a reward would have done you good," Yamaki replied.
"Thanks," he replied.
Renamon stirred, her bluish eyes darting from left to right, her tail swaying back and forth.
"What brings us here?" her serious, aggressive tones rung in the air.
"Uh...perhaps we should.....tell them.....?" Ryo motioned to Yamaki.
"Yes, perhaps we should," he replied. "Ryo, Monodramon, Renamon....follow me."
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Rika steadily approached the automatic door of 'Grocery Mart' when she so suddenly felt her head turn black and her hands trembled. A million knives were driving their way into her skull, or so it felt that way. Helplessly, she dropped to her knees, and her whereabouts seemed to blur from her thoughts. She spoke aloud.
"Something's coming.......no, something's here.......I haven't felt this way since four years ago.......with our fight against the D-Reaper-"
The cold metal rammed into her knees, and just like that, it stopped. Feeling her cheeks turning the deepest shade of red, she looked up to a greatly obese woman with black curly hair, her shopping cart pushing gently into the flesh of Rika's bare knees.
"Shit.....looks like I gotta cover," she moaned in her thoughts.
"Uh....excuse me miss.......are you all right?" she asked, Rika feeling the heated glances of all the people around her. Rika made her way back onto her stiletto-covered feet.
"I'm fine.....why the hell do you care, you fat cow?!" she snapped back.
"For god sakes, you fell on your knees, that's why, you mouthy little tart!" cried the fat woman.
"Oh yeah, c'mon then, let's go you pussy whipped bitch!" screamed Rika hotly.
"I don't have time for this crap......" the fat woman sighed and pushed the overflowing shopping cart past Rika and into the parking lot.
"Chicken!" Rika called back, and stomped into the store, ignoring all the attention she'd got.
"But seriously.....something IS here.......and I think I just might know what it is...." she thought.
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Ryo and the two digimon set out into the blustery air, although that wasn't quite the reason why Renamon was flinching.
"So you tell me......an action done by removing of the clothing?" She shook her head. "Why would Rika do such a thing? It's so foolish..."
"I don't know, something bad could have happened to Rika to make her want to do that, but whatever the purpose, it's up to us to clear up the problem and get our old Rika back, you hear me?"
Renamon and Monodramon nodded.
"So tonight......we'll go behind that club and wait for Rika. When she comes......"
He whispered his plan to the two digimon in the frosty air.
"Hey...." said Monodramon....."you know, that just might work."
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Rika stepped into her messy apartment and stuffed the food intolerantly into the fridge and cupboards. She slipped off her coat and stilettos and sunk down onto the couch and picked up the remote, only to become rather annoyed by strange beeping noises, coming from her bedroom.
"What the fuck now?" she muttered under her breath. Whipping the door open, she spotted the bottom drawer on her dresser. Blue and white light forced out of the cracks, threatening to burst the drawer open.
"Oh god...." she groaned, slapping herself on the forehead. She shakily waded her way over and curved her fingers around the handle, somewhat nervous.
"Okay," she breathed. "Now."
She gradually pulled the drawer open, as the blue D-Arc lay overtop a pink and white shirt bearing a red heart as her mother had given her that to wear when she'd grown out of her blue and white one. It was shining so brightly that Rika could hardly bare to look at it, but she felt her way around the drawer until she grasped it, and pulled it out. The light faded slightly, and the screen expanded into a larger one. Arrows moved from clockwise to counterclockwise along the edges and a flashing blue dot went on one end of the compass, while a flashing yellow dot moved around on the other.
"God....not Renamon....." she said in a barely audible tone.
"Whateva.....I don't need her no more....screw digimon. Screw all of them!" she said stubbornly, stuffing the D-Arc into her pocket.
Just in case.
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And so night time came round the corner, and Ryo, Renamon and Monodramon stayed well hidden behind the club. Ryo sat on an empty crate while Monodramon was fixed beside him, and Renamon stood, her back against the cold wall, her arms folded, and the sole of her right foot placed against the bricks.
"Come on....." Ryo said hopelessly, pushing the indiglo button on his watch. 2:53 AM. "We've been here for a flipping hour and a half!"
"Maybe we should just come another night, Ryo," Monodramon stated. "I'm chilly."
"No!" cried Renamon, turning to face him with clenched fists. "I was brought here to help Rika, and that's what I'm going to do."
"Okay....okay....keep your socks on....."
And then ten minutes passed, Ryo pushing the button on his watch again. 3:03 AM.
"Maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Naw...I doubt that," Ryo sighed.
Renamon shook her head. "I don't sense any presences coming near, not even those of humans."
"Oh....." Ryo and Monodramon sighed.
3:13 AM.....
"Maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Mm-mmm....." Renamon shook her head.
3:23 AM.....
"Hey....you know....maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Don't think so...." Ryo trailed off.
Renamon's head moved from side to side. "Nope."
3:53 AM.....
"Maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Not yet," Renamon said.
4:05 AM.....
"Maybe she'll just come out right now," said Monodramon.
"Will you quit saying that!?" Renamon cried, gritting her teeth in anger. "It's distracting....oh....hey.....wait a minute.....I sense something......"
"Told ya she'd come out right now!" barked Monodramon.
Just then the back doors burst open on the other side of the wall, and four girls and a guy made their way out, chatting away without a care.
"C'mon Rika!" a female voice pleaded. "You gotta come to my boyfriend's party.....there'll be plenty of guys there!"
"Yea man, I'm goin'!" said another.
"Noooo....how many times have I told ya'll....my head feels like it's about to fuckin' burst! Just lemme go home, please....."
"Fine then, but don't go to us when you're wantin' to, well, you know...."
Ryo turned to Monodramon, fetching his glowing D-Power from his pocket. "It's time."
"Mm-hmm." Monodramon nodded surely, and while Ryo swiped the card, he began to feel unexplainable surges of power.
"Monodramon digivolve to......Cyberdramon!" he commanded, his body shapeshifting to a more powerful form. Cyberdramon silently and steadily leaped atop the club building and crouched down watching down upon the four sleazy dressed girls and the one guy.
Down below, Ryo swiped another card.
"Digi Modify..............Invisibility activate!"
Now they couldn't see him if they tried. Cyberdramon pulled out his hand and untucked it from his side, the sharp, silver pointed claws in the chatters' direction.
"Oh.....god my head....." Rika moaned, gently clapping a hand over her heated forehead.
"I can feel it......she's here...." she thought to herself, just knowing that for sure that D-Arc in her pocket was glowing.
Meanwhile, Renamon could feel Rika's presence in all of her senses, her mind swimming around with tantalizing thoughts she could hardly control.
"Hurry up Cyberdramon....."
"Desolation Claw!" Cyberdramon did not bellow as usual, but muttered it as the claw descended downward to the five young people, only seen by his eyes. The asphault spurted up where it had been pierced and they backed away in a frenzy, visibly frightened and confused.
"Desolation Claw...."
"Desolation Claw...."
"Desolation Claw...."
The now screaming, panicking teenagers darted around in a frenzy, a dazed Rika now hardly able to keep focus.
"Rika, come on!" the young guy pleaded.
"Okay....fine Hiro, I'm coming......" She seemed nonetheless unpleased with him for some unknown reason. She portioned her arms and got ready to run when the cold metal of Cyberdramon's claw clashed with her forehead, and she fell back, her head spinning out of control, and leaned against the invisible surface behind her.
"Rika! Come on! What on earth are you doing!?"
"Can't.....can't move....." she trailed off, her fingers slipped up into her hair as she tightly grasped her spinning head.
Hiro exhaled intolerantly, and got ready to pull her away from the rocky mess, when she stopped him.
"Hiro....no, you guys just go to dat party....man I'ma be aight....."
"You sure?" he asked, slightly concerned with her strange condition.
"Sure," she said nonchalantly, not bothering to look him in the eye.
"Fine, c'mon gurls let's go fo' a ride." He escorted the other three into his car and they pulled away from the parking lot not too far from the alley. Rika sunk down against the invisible metal and grasped her head once again, rubbing her temples, trying to clear her mind from the pain. Finally, it calmed down a little, and she examined her surroundings. She stood up and placed her palms against the cool metal, in which at least felt like metal...
"Maybe I can climb over these," she muttered, looking up at nothing. "But who knows how far up dis goes....."
Before she knew it, invisible hands were wrapped securely over her body, and she was being carried away. She allowed them to free her from the trap and then before she could kick around like hell, they placed her down on an empty crate in the dark alleyway, where nobody was seen, but she could feel one of them.
Hidden on the other side of the wall were Ryo, Renamon and a newly joined Cyberdramon, whose effect had eventually worn off.
"Okay.....it's time Renamon...."
"Yes, it is." Her slim fox figure moved out from the other side of the building, and at last the two faces met. Rika's head began to ache like crazy once again, but just the sight of it all and her anger began to surmount the pain.
"Rika....." she said, longingly.
"Renamon." Rika seethed through clenched teeth.
"Rika....what have you done to yourself?" the curious digimon asked.
"Why? Why do you care?"
"Because, you are my tamer, Rika! I care about everything you do!" cried Renamon.
"Did you say....tamer?" asked Rika timidly.
"Rika, have you forgotten all the times we shared.....our destines.....your destiny?"
Rika's sharp nails dug into her clenching fists. "Who sent you here?"
"I did." An unafraid Ryo pulled out from the other side as well and stood, his eyes showing a look of determination.
"You!" screamed Rika. "I should've known it was you!"
"You were our friend and we're not just going to let it all slip like that, Rika! I know what you're like. You weren't someone who would throw their life away like that!" Ryo yelled, his voice reverberating across the empty lane.
"Why something so foolish, Rika?" asked Renamon.
"It don't matter how foolish it all is. It's my life now and there ain't nuthin' ya'll can do," said Rika smugly, folding her arms.
"But that's where you're wrong! We can do something if you'll just give us a chance!" cried Ryo.
"I can't tell ya'll why! I dunno why you pussies just won't leave me ALONE!"
"I can't leave this alone," Renamon stated.
"Oh, but ya will. Just go back to the god damn digital world. Play wit Guilmon, and....and Terriermon, and all dem others. Feed on Chuumon as yo' prey. You can fight wit other digimon......and....and even kill yourself, whateva! Just be a digimon, go do what you supposed to do," she said, matter of factly.
"Rika, why are you taking it out on us? We didn't do anything to hurt you, ever!" questioned Ryo.
"And besides, that isn't what I am supposed to do. Being a partner to you is what I am supposed to do, and I know that for sure!" cried Renamon.
"Oh yeah....well now is it what you're supposed to do?!" Rika bellowed, her head still spinning wildly, and without any second thoughts, she dug her hand deep down into her pocket, retrieved the glowing blue D-Arc, and shattered the air with the forceful blow of her right arm. The D-Arc flew out of her hand and met its end against the brick wall, where it shattered into millions of tiny pieces and landed down on the rugged ground of the alleyway, Rika breathing heavily, satisfied with her last action, an astounded Ryo watching in awe at what she'd just done, and Renamon, her teeth clenched in unexplainable anger and her eyes beginning to burn a fiery orange.
"I am no longer a tamer," said Rika confidently, turning her side to them and once again folding her arms. Meanwhile, her head seemed to be spinning with millions of voices, all screaming in unison, "What have I just done!? What have I just done!?"
"Rika.....how could you....." Ryo trailed off, too amazed for words. She didn't reply.
"My tamer......" Renamon muttered, her voice deep and hoarse with fury.
"I have been betrayed by my TAMER!"
A loud and pitiful cry escaped Renamon's mouth as she raised her body up in anger, letting it surpass her mind and take full control of her body. Her soft yellow fur was replaced by coarse, black hairs and her stomach, feet, and the tips of her tail and ears went from white to bright red, and her eyes were a cold blood color, seeming so powerful to look at that they could burn a hole right through you. Her body was now surrounded with a swirly outline of black energy, and it could almost be felt from any distance.
"What's that!?" cried Ryo, pulling his dark blue D-Arc from his coat pocket. At the presence of unknown evil, Cyberdramon immediately popped out from around the corner and stood behind Ryo, glaring into the digimon's hot glare.
The screen expanded into a larger one, and a digimon took shape onto it.
"That's DarkRenamon.....rookie level.....special attacks Histeria Kick and Black Crystal Hail. She may be a rookie....but this fox is stronger than your average mega!" Ryo cried frantically, his fingers grasping the device tightly, searching for some sort of comfort, but all he could feel was disapproval.
"My tamer........." DarkRenamon said, her voice overcome with a touch of evil.
"Oh....god....." Rika didn't know what to say, and instead she locked icy glares with the angry digimon. DarkRenamon leaped up on her left foot and curled up into a ball, the outline of energy growing twice its size, and she released herself, her arms outstretched on each side, and the dark objects took shape, moving down, and surrounding Rika as the excrutiating, mesmerizing, god awful feeling came over her.
"Black Crystal Hail!" commanded DarkRenamon.
"Oh...." groaned Rika as the crystals attempted to pierce her skin and strike her with unforgettable pain. She cocked her head back and let out an earsplitting scream.
"Rika!" yelled Ryo, taking a step forward.
Rika struggled to stay on the spot, as to be tough, but it didn't proceed. Her head blacked out, the last thing that she'd seen being the scattered remains of the shattered D-Arc.
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