Chapter Six: An Unknown Gathering
"Now, explain yourself." Wizardmon ordered his captive. The bowling ball with wings, who had come to be identified as Demidevimon, was currently trapped in a cube made out of violet lasers. He met a cold indigo glare as he looked at Wizardmon, his captor.
"What do you want me to explain? Like I said, I came to celebrate Gennai's crowning!" The furry ball exclaimed, a little panicky. Gasps came from the crowd who stuck around to watch the scenario play out.
"Such disrespect!"
"He knows the Wise One!?"
"Who /is/ he?!"
Those were the questions and comments that erupted throughout the appalled crowd. From the ground, a weary Garurumon looked up to regard Demidevimon. His strength had been sapped from launching too many attacks that required a lot of energy in a short amount of time. He was starting to feel drowsy and the world around him began to blur.
"Don't be fooled by him..." Garurumon said barely above a whisper. "He's...He's been....se-sent.." Before he could finish his sentence the drowsy teen fell to the ground asleep.
"Garurumon!" Someone shouted from the crowd. "Excuse me! Please move!" Pushing and shoving, a worried and perplexed Agumon made his way over to the fallen loner.
He was not to reach him for one of the Wise One's Sages got in his way. Agumon stopped and rose his hands in defeat, but keeping his worried gaze on his fallen friend. The place was painfully silent as the attention was momentarily drawn away from Demidevimon and onto Agumon.
"Note to self," Agumon thought darkly, "never get mixed up in Garurumon's affairs."
"Globamon, take him to the clinic at the castle." Gennai directed to the Sage blocking Agumon's way to his fallen friend. Agumon looked up at Gennai with anxiety filled green eyes before looking back to the sleeping form of Garurumon. "Take this sir with him. Perhaps he can explain his friend's actions."
"Yes sir." The Sage replied picking up Garurumon with the swiftest of ease. "Come with me." He beckoned to Agumon. Agumon stood unsure for a moment before relenting due to his worry and curiosity of his trouble-causing friend.
After the three had left the audience's attentiveness was back on Demidevimon. "Demidevimon..." Gennai began, but unsure of what to ask first. Deciding that he was most curious on his relative's transformation he decided to ask of how it came about.
"Okay, okay, /this/ is a minor detail to what I have to tell you." Demidevimon responded after accidently zapping himself due to Wizardmon's laser cage encasing the creature. "I happened to run into this fellow by the name of Myotismon. He was really sick so we allowed him to stay at our family manor for a time."
"Get to the point of the question." Wizardmon snapped sending an electric shock within the cage to prove his point to the furry bowling ball.
"Ow! You know that hurts!" Demidevimon whimpered.
"Then get to the point." An icy female voice ordered. Gennai took his gaze off Demidevimon to the intruder. Emerging from the crowd was Angewomon with a dead serious look etched on her face. A chill ran up the spine of the young Wise One. "For I want a round of interrogation."
"A-Angewomon!?" The captive exclaimed alarmed. She crossed over to the stage and stood silently, a deadly glare aimed at the panicked deformed humon.
A moment later Angemon emerged from the crowd with a somber look on his face. No longer was he the cheery laid back fellow that Gennai met only a short time ago. "Yes, I am most curious as to why you are here when you have been banished." The angel like humon expressed as he crossed over to the stage to stand with Angewomon.
Murmurs from the crowd erupted suddenly like rapid fire.
"Banished?"
"Yes, but who is he?"
"Why is he banished? What did he do?"
"SILENCE!" Wizardmon bellowed. A chill of fear rippled through the air. Gennai stared at his mentor surprised by his tone. It was perhaps the second time in the teenager's life time that he'd ever heard Wizardmon raise his voice in anger. "Now, answer the question: Why do you look the way you do?"
"A-as I was saying," Demidevimon began fearful, "my family allowed refugee for this sickly guy- who turned out not to be sick at all- to stay at our family manor. He turned out to have an ambition to attain this certain prophecy hidden somewhere within the realm, but for whatever reason I do not know."
"He's lying." Angewomon spoke coldly. Wizardmon glanced at the ice angel and sent another jolt of electricity through the bowling ball's body.
"Okay, okay, I know more!" Whimpered the battered bowling ball. "But that's all I can say in front of the entire realm!"
"And why is that?" Gennai demanded.
"Look, do you want this vampire humon feasting on the humans that inhabit this place? Especially since you're a hafling he might--"
"HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT THE WISE ONE!!" Wizardmon roared. The furious magician was about to let loose a double-whammy on the creature, but Gennai placed his hand on Wizardmon's staff.
Somberly and calmly Gennai spoke to his advisor, "He is right."
Wizardmon merely stared at the teen next to him who remained thoroughly calm. "Gennai-"
"We'll take this up with the council. We'll head for home tomorrow." Replied the Wise One. Gennai beckoned for two of his Sages. "Escort Demidevimon to the castle. Do not let your eyes off him, he is to be heavily guarded."
"Yes sir." The Sage's bowed and jumped off the stage, just underneath the intruder.
Wizardmon glared at his captive and mumble an incantation before breaking his magic box. Demidevimon fell through the air like a brick, frozen like an ice cube. Gennai stared alarmed at the magician. "It is only a spell and will wear off by the time we reach home tomorrow." He explained calmly.
Gennai nodded and his Sage's took leave, the frozen intruder being carried away to the castle. "People of the Realm, I'm sorry for what has happened, but with such an issue at hand it is inappropriate and potentially dangerous to stay here any longer than tomorrow morning. Thank you all for your kindness and hospitality. I promise to return once these affairs are figured out."
Gennai bowed goodnight to the shocked people before leaving the stage and disappearing around it to take the long way back to the castle. His remaining Sages followed him a few feet behind as to allow the new Wise One to think of the decisions he'd be faced with. Wizardmon was left to explain what will be taking place and when they take leave. He'd meet them back at the castle within the hour.
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"A vampire?" Lillymon questioned with a hint of fear and curiosity.
"...By the name of Myotismon." Gomamon murmured. "It couldn't possibly be the same guy..."
"Of course it isn't." Biyomon replied to the cheerless Gomamon. "Myotismon was imprisoned by the great Wise One Azulongmon."
Lillymon had a look of worry and was staring intently at the ground lost in thought. She could barely remember Myotismon's terror filled days, but the scar of her homeland's destruction stuck with her. It had taken years to repair, but not many returned for they were afraid of the evil returning for another round. Her family was one of the many that did not return, thus starting a new life on File Island. Soon after the evil humon was imprisoned by Azulongmon, just after the Destiny Stones were put up around the realm.
"Don't worry Lillymon." Biyomon put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "That guy is as good as dead."
Gomamon shook his head. "I hate to say it, but I have my doubts on that..." Biyomon frowned at the usually optimistic humon. "I say we confront that bowling ball dweeb and find out what the real deal is."
"And just how do you expect we do that?" Biyomon asked skeptical. "Should we just waltz over to the castle and mosey on in?"
"The Wise One is sure not to tell us the whole story as not to put the realm into a frenzy. He'll probably say there was a misunderstanding and it was just a prank." Gomamon replied gazing over at the castle.
"Well, there is access through the servant's quarters..." Biyomon responded slowly. "But don't you think we'd be just a bit suspicious?"
"We could dress up as the Wise One's Sages!" Lillymon interjected. "Then we could get the whole story without getting into trouble."
"There's only eight Sages. Adding three more would cause suspicion." Biyomon stated.
"It's worth a try." Gomamon replied. "They wear pretty basic attire."
"That still doesn't change the fact that there's only eight of them." Biyomon retorted.
"Are we going to go or not?" Lillymon asked growing impatient with her friend's squabbling. Gomamon and Biyomon looked at the fairy type humon before staring at each other, trying to will the other to succumb to their will.
"Fine!" Biyomon blurted. "We'll do it. We just have to be /really/ careful."
Lillymon and Gomamon grinned at each other.
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Angemon and Angewomon waited for Wizardmon to finish his explanation to the confused people. Angewomon couldn't help but feel nervous around the magician and as much as she tried to remain nonchalant, Angemon knew her inner conflict.
"Relax." Angemon spoke softly to the woman next to him. "Nothing's changed." He received a cold glare from the woman next to him. Angemon couldn't help but smile.
Wizardmon finished his speech and the people started to disperse. The magician sighed as he watched them leave or start the clean up. Some of them just stuck around talking with one another. "Probably starting up some new rumors." He thought to himself. As he walked down the steps he noticed Angewomon and Angemon awaiting him.
"I suppose you guys want to know what the bowling ball was talking about too?" He asked the two elegant humons. They nodded.
"I have a right to know." Angewomon responded quietly. Wizardmon nodded sympathetic.
"Well, if the Wise One will grant it, you can accompany us on our journey home." The wizard told the two. "Let's be on our way."
The three humons took the quickest path to the castle silently. Wizardmon wasn't exactly sure how he should deal with Angewomon, having it been quite a long time since they last saw each other. He was, however, thankful for Angemon being there and taking care of her even when she was resistant to it.
"I see you've had your work cut out for you Wizardmon." Angemon spoke up trying to break through the small amount of tension and silence between the three.
"Not really." Wizardmon smiled. "Gennai's the one who's had his work cut out for him. I just merely pushed him along."
"You don't like credit do you?" Angemon asked the man walking in front of him half jokingly.
"I wouldn't say that." Wizardmon responded as the three came to the steps of the castle. "Should I have two rooms prepared? Or do you intend visiting and then returning in the morning?"
Angemon looked at the silent woman next to him. She stared back at him. "Uh, I think two rooms will do fine." The gentlemen replied with a gracious smile.
"Very well." Wizardmon responded as they entered. Wizardmon beckoned the first servant he saw and told them to prepare two more rooms. She nodded and bowed slightly before hurrying off. "If you're hungry you can head off to the dining room. I know I'll be there shortly. I have some matters to tend to first."
With that said the Wise One's guardian left the two at the door entrance. The two humons watched him leave for a moment before Angemon suggested they head to the dining room. Some what reluctantly, Angewomon followed.
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"So far so good." Gomamon whispered to the two beside him. "No one's recognized us as anything, but the Wise One's Sages."
"But the night's not over." Biyomon reminded. "And just how do you suppose we leave with them tomorrow?"
"Well... I haven't gotten that far into the plan." Gomamon admitted sheepishly. Biyomon shook her head.
"Oh look, here comes the Wise One's guardian!" Lillymon whispered excitedly. "I've heard he and the great Azulongmon were friends when they were little kids!"
"I find that hard to believe." Biyomon said. "He doesn't look any older then twenty-four."
"You're right..." Lillymon frowned. "I wonder..."
"Well, he is a wizard and he was originally a Sage, but he retired to be Azulongmon's son's guardian after Azulongmon passed away." Gomamon stated.
"How do you know that?" Biyomon and Lillymon asked.
"I don't." Gomamon smiled "You two are so easily deceived."
"You know, one of these days..." Biyomon began agitated.
"Shh! He's coming, pretend we're doing something!" Lillymon hushed.
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"She's grown up well. No longer is she the scared child that I met years ago." Wizardmon thought to himself as he walked down a dimly lit hallway, his footstep's echo the only source of noise.
He remembered the night that he found her. She was only seven or eight, alone, and crying. She was in an abandoned storage room of a ruined home in the darkest and farthest corner in the room. Wizardmon had been sent to that village with many of Azulongmon's Sages in hopes of confronting some of Myotismon's henchmen. He came to find the child in Demidevimon's abandoned home dressed in something that resembled a pillowcase.
Her knees were tucked under her chin and tears flowed freely from her dark blue eyes. She whimpered as he approached her and tried to scoot further back into the corner. The magician noticed her fear and squatted so he was eye level with her..
"I won't hurt you." He spoke kindly and softly. This however, put the child into a frenzy of fear and she cried and tried to block him out with her arms.
Wizardmon sighed. He had never had much experience with kids before so he wasn't sure what to do to calm her. He thought about using a sleeping charm, but feared how the child would react upon awaking with people she didn't know.
"I'm not here to hurt you, if anything I'm here to help you." He tried speaking to her again. She lowered her arms that had been covering her face just enough to look at him. "We've come to help you." He had repeated.
"I won't take part of your games anymore!" She yelled. "I won't do it! I won't!" She shrieked through sobs.
"Nobody's asking you to do anything." Wizardmon responded still calm.
"You're lying." She wept. "You always lie."
The Sage grew weary, but needed to prove to the child that he was a friend and could help her. "Would it help if there was more light in here?" He asked before muttering a short incantation and having a small fire spring to life in his hand.
A slight glow now emitted between the two and the frightened girl looked up to meet his tired indigo eyes. Silence passed between them for a moment as the child contemplated to trust him or not. All the while Wizardmon was patient with her. With the essence of light now present, Wizardmon could see that all over the child's body were bruises and small cuts. A sudden fury coursed through him. Who would do such a thing to a child?
The mission's objectives escaped the magician's mind as now his only objective was to gain this little girl's trust. "Would you like to go some place safe now?"
She stared blankly at him for another tense, silent moment. "Can I see your face?" She suddenly asked.
Wizardmon had been taken back by that. He always kept his face covered with a scarf type item, for many years ago he vowed he would never show his face again. He was ashamed by it and the incident before then, and for someone to ask to see it, well it brought up painful memories. To his own surprise, he found himself lowering the scarf down just below his chin.
The child cocked her head to the side with a slightly confused look. "Your face isn't scarred or deformed." She spoke softly and Wizardmon couldn't help but emit a small grin before he pushed the purple scarf back up to his eyes. "Why do you wear that?"
"Because I do." He replied simply. "Will you come with me now?" He asked extending his hand that wasn't holding a small amount of fire.
The girl considered it for a minute before grasping his hand. He hoisted her up, only to have her knees wobble and collapse. Wizardmon figured she couldn't walk on her own and extinguished his fire spell. "I'm going to pick you up, okay?" He asked her.
"O-okay..." She whimpered.
Gently, Wizardmon lifted the child up and took her outside to the ashen gray sky. A few Sages ran over to him and he told them that the child was in his possession at the time being and would be accompanying them on their journey back to the Northern Realm. The Sages didn't question him any further and reported the damage reports and so forth. Within a matter of minutes on their journey back, the child had fallen asleep in his arms.
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It was dawn, glints of sunlight peeped through the window and shined on the half awake Wise One. He lay there motionless trying to catch his bearings. Becoming aware of his surroundings, the events of last night and the problems that lay ahead came back to him like a huge gust of wind ripping through trees. A sudden depression overcame him and he thought he felt himself sink further in the bed, but figured it was his imagination.
"I wonder when we depart..." Gennai thought as he lifted the silky covers off his nearly naked body. A few goose bumps worked their way up his arms as he left the sudden warmth. He decided since he was up he'd get dressed and have breakfast in solitude considering most of the other guests were still sleeping.
Pulling a pair of slick, loose ebony pants on he thought maybe a dip in the hot springs might be nice. He didn't get the full enjoyment of it yesterday with his anxiety around that red-headed fellow, Gomamon. He threw a short black robe with gold lining and a low neckline over his head. It was the robe he wore as a Sage in training, only now a bit tighter since he'd grown since then. He opened the door and quietly walked out.
The castle was dead with silence and Gennai found it a bit eerie, but at the same time soothing. With all the hustle and bustle of the last year of his life he's had just about anything but peace and quiet. Now with Demidevimon reappearing as a bat type bowling ball creature and spewing tales of Myotismon, he wasn't going to have any rest for the next four years of his life...
The young Wise One sighed as he pushed open the doors that lead to the steaming hot springs. He felt a tingling sensation as he undressed and stepped into one of the hot springs. Instantly he was calm and relaxation took over his better judgement. He allowed this bliss to continue for another half hour before he rose reluctantly and headed to the dinning room for breakfast.
When he arrived in the dinning room a few of his Sages were at the far end of the table talking loudly and laughing. Gennai didn't recognized the three voices that he heard and was it him or did their attire look a bit different from the rest?
"Good morning." Gennai crossed over to them cautiously and stopped at a seat a few chairs away from them. Their talking ceased immediately and the vibes of panic made their way over to Gennai.
He stared at them a moment before sitting and serving himself some fruit. That was all that would be offered until a few more morning stragglers came in. He knew that these three weren't his Sages, but then who were they? Friend? Foe? He contemplated on asking them to identify themselves, but decided he'd observe them a little longer. He wasn't quite sure if he wanted to report this to Wizardmon right away. After seeing what his mentor did last night, Gennai didn't know what kind of stunt the magician would do to the three imposters.
"Erm... Good morning..." A female voice started. A small yelp of pain came from the same voice before, "...young Wise One." Gennai nodded to them as the humon known as Angemon drifted into the large dinning room.
The drab room suddenly seemed to glisten and shine in elegant radiance as the beautiful man walked to the dinning table in nothing but his pair of silk blue pants that he wore the night before under his robes. The servants who had stopped to grab an apple and say their good mornings to one another silenced as the angel took a seat across from the Wise One obviously in awe.
"Good Morning Wise One." Angemon spoke kindly with a noble smile. Gennai smiled back and the two exchanged pleasantries. A moment later one of Gennai's real Sages entered the dining room.
"Ah, Globamon, morning." Gennai smiled. Globamon bowed to the two and suddenly turned his head at the three at the end of the table. The three decided it was time to go and tried to casually walk out the of the room.
"Who were they, sir?" Globamon asked curiously.
"Funny of you to ask." Gennai said to his Sage. "I don't know either, however, I'd like to find out."
Globamon took the hint. "How long should I tail them?"
"An hour at most." Gennai proposed. "We'll have to leave in a few hours so we can't waste much time." Globamon nodded.
"What are we going to do about the troublemaker and his friend?"
"I'd like to have them accompany us back to the Northern Realm." Gennai voiced. "That one with the white and purple hair seems to know something about Demidevimon." He added quietly.
"Does Wizardmon know about this?" Globamon asked peculiarly.
"No, but I think he wants to question that guy too." Gennai replied. "Report back within an hour on the three imposters, I should be in my chambers or here."
"Yes sir." Globamon bowed once again and stalked out of the room in search of the three Sage imposters.
"Imposters?" Angemon asked after Globamon had walked away.
"Those three who were sitting over there," Gennai gestured to the end of the table, "were not my Sages nor were they dressed in the Sage's true attire."
"Ah." Angemon replied. "I wonder what they want..." Gennai shrugged. He wasn't really worried about them. "Aren't you worried they could be assassins?" Angemon asked noticing Gennai's nonchalant attitude.
"I don't think they're here for me. I'm not sure why they're here, but I don't think it's life threatening to anyone." Gennai replied servants now serving the real breakfast as the dining room came to life with people.
Angemon smiled at the young Wise One who was busy saying hello's to guests as they entered the room. Five years younger than he and already Wise One of the entire Realm. It amazed the humon angel. "And Angewomon was worried." Angemon thought with a grin plastered on his face. "Speaking of Angewomon, where is she?"
The golden blonde haired man turned away from the Wise One to see if there was any trace of the ice angel. There wasn't and it struck Angemon odd. Angewomon was not one to sleep in late when she was not at home. She liked to be the first to rise, for some odd reason she didn't like people watching her sleep. She liked to keep an air of mystery about her. For as long Angemon knew her she was really never one to open up to people. It had taken almost a full year of living with him and his family for her to open up to him just a little bit and they had just been kids!
No sooner had the man furrowed his eyebrows in worry and turned around did she enter. Her heels gracefully echoed off the walls as she made her way to the table.
"Ah, there you are. I was starting to get worried." Angemon said as the lady sat took the seat next to him.
"There wasn't any need to. I went home to gather our things for the trip."
"Oh? Why didn't you tell me?" Angemon asked surprised.
"You were sleeping, I didn't want to wake you." She replied helping herself to an exotic round pink fruit. Angemon sulked a bit before serving himself and becoming apart of the Wise One's conversation again.
~*~
"Hey guys, I think we're being followed." Biyomon whispered to her companions.
"I think you're paranoid." Gomamon stated as they quickly made their way down the hall. Lillymon cautiously looked behind them and saw a lone figure far off.
"I think Biyomon's right. What are we going to do? They've caught on." Lillymon expressed.
"Don't be so pessimistic." Gomamon insisted although he too felt edgy.
Suddenly they came to a dead end in the hallway. "This hallway looks strangely familiar..." Biyomon spoke to no one in particular.
"That's because you're in the Wise One's quarters." An unrecognizable voice addressed from behind. "What brings you here strangers?"
Aghast the three turned quickly around to see one of the Wise One's true Sages. The three teens looked at each other lost for words, hearts thumping painfully. From under the Sage's hood they could barely make out a cruel smile. "You three better come with me."
Not willing to defy someone of authority and get into even more trouble, the three obeyed like a puppy that had gotten himself in trouble with his master and had a severe scolding.
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Garurumon had awoken to broad daylight. The light forced him to shut his eyes again and turn on his side so he was no longer facing the window. He heard rustling and creaking of wood... Hastily, the agile teen jumped from his bed and on the floor on hands and feet, crouched like a cat. Agumon turned around in alarm when he heard the noise of a body hitting the floor. Noting that his friend was fully conscious he sighed a sigh of relief.
Garurumon stared at Agumon in shock as before his brain registered him as a friend. He slowly retracted from the floor into a standing position. He felt a bit dizzy, but nothing major. "Agumon?" He spoke while looking at his surroundings, "Where are we?"
Agumon smiled and scratched his shaggy yellow-orange hair. "Well, we're currently at the castle where the Wise One is staying, but we should be leaving in a few minutes to the Northern Realm." He explained to his confused friend. "It's a good thing you woke up."
Garurumon blinked a few times. Agumon couldn't help but snicker a little. This was one of the rare occasions he got see he great fighter Garurumon off guard and confused. It made him remember that his friend was humon too. "We better get you down to the dinning room for some breakfast. It'll be a long time before you get to eat again."
"What? Why?" Garurumon asked now sitting on the bed.
"I just told you, we're going to the Northern Realm." Agumon said crossing his arms across his chest.
"I know that!" Garurumon spat almost embarrassed. "But I meant why are we going /there/?"
"Questioning. They think you know something about that bowling ball thing." The orange haired teen explained patiently. Garurumon nodded, he did indeed know something. "They're going to be holding a council meeting. Angemon and Angewomon are coming along too."
At these words the skilled fighter looked up, eyebrows raised. "Why?"
"I'm not sure." Agumon replied just as curious. "But I have a feeling something strange is going to happen..."
Garurumon smiled to himself. "And here he was telling me I spent too much time alone last night. My suspicions of that same thing hasn't gone away either."
"We should go then." Garurumon said to his friend lifting himself from the bed. "It's rude to keep the Wise One waiting on our behalf." Agumon nodded and the two headed out to the dinning room.
~*~
"Wise One sir, I've brought the imposters." Globamon introduced the three teens to Gennai. Gennai turned from the carriage he was putting some of his belongings in to regard his Sage.
"Ah, thank you Globamon." Gennai expressed his gratitude.
"No problem, sir." Globamon bowed, glared at the frightened teens and made his way back inside to round up the others.
Gennai gazed at the three in front of him with no expression; he wasn't really sure how to regard them. "Well..."
"Um, Wise One, sir..." Began Lillymon timidly. "W-we just wanted to, um...."
"Wewantedtoknowifwhatthatfurry-bowling-ball-guysaidistrue." Gomamon stated flat out in nerves. Gennai blinked. He hadn't really expected that.
"We're very, very sorry." Biyomon spoke up while glaring at her friends heatedly, but she turned her gaze to Gennai turning slightly pink. "We were just worried, we really didn't mean to cause any trouble..."
Gennai recognized her. It was that girl from yesterday afternoon. The one with the little Yokomon girls. "I see..." He spoke softly. "Well, it really wasn't wise of you to do this. You could have been mistaken for assassins." He paused. "Had my advisor found out you'd probably be punished, however... I think I'd like to have you accompany us back to the Northern Realm."
Gennai wasn't sure why, but somehow he had the strangest feeling that these three humons were going to be very important to him. It was an odd feeling, a vibe like premonition. Wizardmon might not agree with this, but Gennai would find a way to make his advisor understand. They would have to have some form of punishment, nothing harsh, they hadn't done anything seriously wrong... However the discipline was not up to him and could be put on the back burner for now.
"I suggest gathering some of your belongings from the village quickly. We'll be leaving soon."
Amazed at their luck they beamed and bowed and thanked the appalled Wise One profoundly over and over. Gennai gave them a small smile and the three left hurriedly into town. Gennai watched them leave before deciding to go rouse Wizardmon. The journey would be long. It was a shame it had taken quite awhile to get here and they were already leaving. The young Wise One sighed and made his way back inside the castle.
Unbeknownst to all of them, an unexpected gathering was going to take place in the Northern Realm....
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To Be Continued....
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Author's Note: Sorry this chapter took so long to get out, but as you can see, it's a very long chapter. To me it was "The Never Ending Chapter", I think I sort of dragged it out, but I hope you enjoyed it all the same. Now some things will start to become clear ^_^. I hope you're all enjoying it. My main reason for not getting this chapter out sooner was because I've had play practice for the past month and a half (and then being in the play), so I hardly had time to work on my stories.
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