Wild Boy
"Berselius, stop," the voice repeated, "This girl is not our enemy. She must be the Guardian spoken of in all of the old legends. Look, she's even got a crest."
A man, not much older than she stepped into view. He had navy blue hair, and green eyes. A black bandanna was tied around his head, and he was wearing a black shirt and pants, held up by a black leather belt. Black armbands were on his arms, and he had on black leather boots. The same smiley face was on 'Berselius's' stomach was on his shirt and armbands. In his hand, he had a large ax, with a black fireball on the blade.
"I'm sorry, he's a little jumpy. Did he hurt you, lovely lady," he asked. There was a soft glow on his face, and she saw that he had the look of someone who lived for romancing ladies. It was a look that Rutee had seen before, and didn't like it one bit
Rutee replied, "I'm fine. But I wouldn't call me 'lovely lady' if I were you. I really don't appreciate men hitting on me. If you keep it up, you'll live to regret it."
The man smiled. "You're a real wild on, aren't you? I'll bet you've never been in love before, and I would like to volunteer to be the one who shows you what it's all about." He put his hands on her arms, and began to pull her closer for a kiss.
Rutee glared at the man. She told him she didn't like that stuff, and he didn't take the hint. So she pulled her right arm free of his hand, and smacked him right on the face. The man fell down as he reeled from her blow. The young warrior smiled, she hadn't expected that to happen. All she had thought would happen was him feeling the sharp pain, and backing off.
"Owww. . .ok, I get the picture," he said, "Maybe I should introduce myself. My name is Lawrence Bishop, and I've lived in the Digital World ever since I was a little boy. This is Berselius, and Impmon. He's the one who found me when I was orphaned, and took me back here to live with him."
"Well, my name is Rutee Katrea, and this is Atwight. She's been my Guardian since I was a small child, at the request of my mother, who is the Guardian of the Digital World," Rutee replied.
Lawrence stated, "The pleasure is all mine. But you don't seem to know your way around here very well. How about I travel with you and help you to navigate it. In all my travels, I've seen most if not all of the world, so I'm the best person to get the job done.
Rutee knew she had practically backed herself in a corner. If she went on her own, she would never be able to find her way across the world, it was just too big. But if she went with Lawrence, she would have to put up with the dashing ladies man. 'If he tries anything, I'm going to smack him with my knives. That would learn him not to mess with me.'
"Ok, you can come along," Rutee told him, "But if I catch you trying anything, I'll kill you faster than you could say 'Digimon'." She flashed him a glare that told him she was serious. "If you insist. Oh well, I guess you can't win 'em all," the man sighed.
Rutee rolled her eyes. Not even Karyl had hit on her that much. And Karyl was always winking at a cute girl or two. She remembered the time when they had been in Darishied, just before the final battle. Before they rented their rooms and went to bed, she had caught him in the bar, trying to charm every lady in the whole establishment. It was hard to believe that he was from a noble family.
Thinking of the final battle, her thoughts turned to Stahn. She remembered sitting in the bar and thinking over her past. He had come to find her, and tried to make her feel better about the whole situation. Just by talking to him, Rutee's confidence had returned, and she had been able to find the will to finish the fight and avenge her murdered family.
She mused, 'He was the only one who ever tried to understand me. Right after my father died, he tried to make me feel better by telling me that he had found his happiness in the end. He didn't have to do that, I could have recovered on my own. But it was a really thoughtful thing to do. I wonder what Country Boy is doing now. Knowing him, he's still asleep.'
Suddenly, she heard Lawrence calling her. "Hey cutie. . .I mean Rutee, c'mon. You wanted me to help guide you through the Digital World, and you're in a hurry."
"Why me?" Rutee wondered, "Why, of all the people who I could have found when I came to this world to guide me, I had to find a dang ladies man."
* * *
They journeyed all day across the desert. By nightfall, they had found another secluded rock formation to sleep among. It would offer protection from any Digimon that might come by, and keep them shaded from the sun when it came up in the morning.
But there was no sleep for Atwight. She looked at the moon for some time, sighing. This mission was getting more complicated all the time, all she'd expected was a battle and Rutee going right back home to Cresta where she was safe.
"Hey Atwight, why you looking down? You worried about the girl?" asked Berselius.
Atwight replied, "Yes, I promised her mother I would protect her. What about you Berselius how long have you been living here? Did you come right after you died in the war?"
Berselius sat next to her. "Yeah. I've been here about a thousand years, and it's pretty boring. Although I did get to see the many battles of the Guardians over the years. I'll admit, she looks just like her ancestors, the old Guardians."
"I've always seen that, ever since she was a child," Atwight said, "We really should tell her who you really are, she'll be interested in knowing another Swordian besides me is here."
"We can wait till the morning. Let your girl sleep," Berselius replied.
- - -
Rutee gets her first ally, and he's a ladies man. Don't worry, I'll bring in Stahn soon, and then we'll get to show the moron up. I might pull a little "Harry Champ vs. Bit Cloud" gag with the two of them (from Zoids: New Century/0 if you don't already know).
"Berselius, stop," the voice repeated, "This girl is not our enemy. She must be the Guardian spoken of in all of the old legends. Look, she's even got a crest."
A man, not much older than she stepped into view. He had navy blue hair, and green eyes. A black bandanna was tied around his head, and he was wearing a black shirt and pants, held up by a black leather belt. Black armbands were on his arms, and he had on black leather boots. The same smiley face was on 'Berselius's' stomach was on his shirt and armbands. In his hand, he had a large ax, with a black fireball on the blade.
"I'm sorry, he's a little jumpy. Did he hurt you, lovely lady," he asked. There was a soft glow on his face, and she saw that he had the look of someone who lived for romancing ladies. It was a look that Rutee had seen before, and didn't like it one bit
Rutee replied, "I'm fine. But I wouldn't call me 'lovely lady' if I were you. I really don't appreciate men hitting on me. If you keep it up, you'll live to regret it."
The man smiled. "You're a real wild on, aren't you? I'll bet you've never been in love before, and I would like to volunteer to be the one who shows you what it's all about." He put his hands on her arms, and began to pull her closer for a kiss.
Rutee glared at the man. She told him she didn't like that stuff, and he didn't take the hint. So she pulled her right arm free of his hand, and smacked him right on the face. The man fell down as he reeled from her blow. The young warrior smiled, she hadn't expected that to happen. All she had thought would happen was him feeling the sharp pain, and backing off.
"Owww. . .ok, I get the picture," he said, "Maybe I should introduce myself. My name is Lawrence Bishop, and I've lived in the Digital World ever since I was a little boy. This is Berselius, and Impmon. He's the one who found me when I was orphaned, and took me back here to live with him."
"Well, my name is Rutee Katrea, and this is Atwight. She's been my Guardian since I was a small child, at the request of my mother, who is the Guardian of the Digital World," Rutee replied.
Lawrence stated, "The pleasure is all mine. But you don't seem to know your way around here very well. How about I travel with you and help you to navigate it. In all my travels, I've seen most if not all of the world, so I'm the best person to get the job done.
Rutee knew she had practically backed herself in a corner. If she went on her own, she would never be able to find her way across the world, it was just too big. But if she went with Lawrence, she would have to put up with the dashing ladies man. 'If he tries anything, I'm going to smack him with my knives. That would learn him not to mess with me.'
"Ok, you can come along," Rutee told him, "But if I catch you trying anything, I'll kill you faster than you could say 'Digimon'." She flashed him a glare that told him she was serious. "If you insist. Oh well, I guess you can't win 'em all," the man sighed.
Rutee rolled her eyes. Not even Karyl had hit on her that much. And Karyl was always winking at a cute girl or two. She remembered the time when they had been in Darishied, just before the final battle. Before they rented their rooms and went to bed, she had caught him in the bar, trying to charm every lady in the whole establishment. It was hard to believe that he was from a noble family.
Thinking of the final battle, her thoughts turned to Stahn. She remembered sitting in the bar and thinking over her past. He had come to find her, and tried to make her feel better about the whole situation. Just by talking to him, Rutee's confidence had returned, and she had been able to find the will to finish the fight and avenge her murdered family.
She mused, 'He was the only one who ever tried to understand me. Right after my father died, he tried to make me feel better by telling me that he had found his happiness in the end. He didn't have to do that, I could have recovered on my own. But it was a really thoughtful thing to do. I wonder what Country Boy is doing now. Knowing him, he's still asleep.'
Suddenly, she heard Lawrence calling her. "Hey cutie. . .I mean Rutee, c'mon. You wanted me to help guide you through the Digital World, and you're in a hurry."
"Why me?" Rutee wondered, "Why, of all the people who I could have found when I came to this world to guide me, I had to find a dang ladies man."
* * *
They journeyed all day across the desert. By nightfall, they had found another secluded rock formation to sleep among. It would offer protection from any Digimon that might come by, and keep them shaded from the sun when it came up in the morning.
But there was no sleep for Atwight. She looked at the moon for some time, sighing. This mission was getting more complicated all the time, all she'd expected was a battle and Rutee going right back home to Cresta where she was safe.
"Hey Atwight, why you looking down? You worried about the girl?" asked Berselius.
Atwight replied, "Yes, I promised her mother I would protect her. What about you Berselius how long have you been living here? Did you come right after you died in the war?"
Berselius sat next to her. "Yeah. I've been here about a thousand years, and it's pretty boring. Although I did get to see the many battles of the Guardians over the years. I'll admit, she looks just like her ancestors, the old Guardians."
"I've always seen that, ever since she was a child," Atwight said, "We really should tell her who you really are, she'll be interested in knowing another Swordian besides me is here."
"We can wait till the morning. Let your girl sleep," Berselius replied.
- - -
Rutee gets her first ally, and he's a ladies man. Don't worry, I'll bring in Stahn soon, and then we'll get to show the moron up. I might pull a little "Harry Champ vs. Bit Cloud" gag with the two of them (from Zoids: New Century/0 if you don't already know).