"Crossing the Border"
[Welcome back. Hope you read the first chapter "The Meeting" and once again I DO NOT own Digimon nor do I claim to.]
The two sat there before the glare of the computer screen. Jason smiled down at his new friend and partner, or so he said, awaiting directions.
"Now that the computers on we just need to call upon the portal," Riromon reached out his paw to the screen.
"Call the portal," Jason was confused but suddenly his hand started to reach for the screen. "Wait," he stopped pulling his hand away from the screen at the last second. "We can't go yet." Riromon looked up at him curiously. "I'm barely wearing any clothes, I need to get dressed first."
"Well hurry up, I've got lots to show you," Riromon jumped to the table where Jason usually set his glass. Jason stood and ran up to his room tossing his clothes left and right trying to find just the right attire for this occasion. But then he got to thinking. What kind of climate does the digital world have? Would it be cold or hot? He figured he'd need something that could be used in either of these conditions.
"Ahh perfect," he found a pair of faded black pants, they would absorb the heat but not too much would be absorbed. Then he grabbed a tank top and a gray cloth vest. Dressing in these clothes he looked at himself in a mirror. Then something caught his eye. "This... this could finally be of use rather than just be a decoration," he reaches out grabbing a dagger from his shelf. "Just a safety precaution." He looped the dagger to his belt, hiding it under the vest.
Looking around the room once more he got to thinking. "I have a new idea," he turned to the closet throwing the doors open. Rummaging through the clothes and stuff a smirk curled his lips as he found his duffle bag. "This will be perfect." He stuffed some clothes into the bag then ran down into the kitchen.
About half an hour later he walked back into the computer room looking to Riromon asleep in the desk chair. He nudged the little digimon lightly. Those golden orbs flickered open, looking up at his new friend.
"Time we got going buddy," Jason said as he threw the duffle bag over his shoulder. Riromon sat up smiling, then jumped up onto the desk beside the monitor.
"What's the bag for?"
"Just incase. I packed food and some spare clothes." Jason sat down in the chair, picked up Riromon and set him on his shoulder. "Now then," he looked up to the screen raising his hand slowly. Time seemed to slow as he inched toward the glass. His eyes closed slowly then opened. His teeth slid slowly over his bottom lip. At the last second he thrust his Palm at the computer, "Open the portal!!"
All went black for a second, then the unnatural night was sent back as dawn broke through the screen. The glass bent to the will of his hand caving in around his fingers. He wanted to close his eyes, but couldn't. The lights he saw were unlike any he'd seen.
"Here we go," Riromon called out. But his voice seemed so distant to Jason as the streaming light cascaded over his body. Wrapping him in a dreamlike wonder that sent him into a near trance. Though his body froze he could feel a familiar warmth.
The room faded around him to be replaced by the flowing lights and windows. All of which flew by at an uncanny speed, yet it felt as if time were still slowed. Each window was different, each with its own figure and background, but one caught his attention right away. One that seemed to draw in the light. He looked over his shoulder to the window and saw another behind him. 'That must lead back to the real world,' he thought. 'But if that one behind me is my computer... then is someone else traveling to the digital world as well. At least I wont be alone.' He gaze slowly turned back forward and he saw a large blackness. At first glance he thought it was a black hole. But instead of drawing in the streams, they poured out of the center. The only thing being pulled in was him. 'I've come this far, I just have to trust in Riromon now.' It was then that Jason noticed the digimon was missing. 'What the... Where is he?' He tried to scream as he drawn into the center, but his fear held back even his voice.
Opening his eyes slowly Jason took in a deep breath. He blinked a few times then pushed his body up off the ground. "What a weird dream that was. At least its over now," he flipped over sitting on the grass. Leaning slightly to each side as he stretched out his muscles a bit. "Now then..." Just then his fingers wrapped around a few blades of grass as he stared out into the horizon. He was in the middle of a vast meadow. In the distance the sun rose just above the mountains, pulling back the shadow of the shape rocks. His head turned slowly to the right taking in the area. A few scattered spots of colorful flowers brightened up the lust green grass. A forest reached out from the meadow behind him.
Standing quickly Jason once again surveyed the land. Then searched the ground around him for his bag. It lay right beside his feet. Kneeling down he took the strap in hand and slung it over his shoulder. It all looked normal; the mountains, the forest, the grass and sky. 'This is the Digital World,' He thought. 'Not much different that earth. 'Cept for the fact that there aren't any cities or random buildings around.' His eyes turned once more to the sky.
"I can honestly say I've never seen such a clear blue sky before." Just then he felt the ground shake. Turning swiftly at what sounded like an anvil hitting the ground, fear yet again struck his heart. The single horn made it looked like a rhino, but it clearly wasn't. The armor plating on its body shone slightly. And the size alone made this creature something that struck fear into him. With a deep menacing roar the tank charged forward.
"I'm gone," Jason said as his feet clung to their place no matter how much his brain ordered them to move. Closer and closer it charged. It moved with great speed and he knew that the force of the impact would be more than enough to shatter his body. Though he was frozen his right hand fought to move. Reaching slowly for the blade on his back. Thousands of thoughts screamed in his mind, the loudest one telling him that he should not die without putting up some kind of fight.
His expression changed quickly from fear to determination. His knees finally obeyed and bent slightly. Slouching his body slightly he waited. The beast was now closing in. He'd have to be quick. Faster than any humans ever been even with the help of science. He most of his weight on his left leg, making it appear as though he would run in that direction, but at the last second lunged to the right. Twisting his waist he drew the blade, the sliver of metal flashed across the air and hit its mark. Jason hit the ground untouched.
Crawling back he rolled onto his and looked at the dagger. His eyes widen at the sight of the broken blade. "How strong is that things skin," he mumbled to himself. But his train of thought was diverted as the rumble of the earth slowed, then started up once more. His eyes escalated to see the monster had turned and was coming for him again. He could think straight. His only defense was the dagger and that proved to be of no use. What could he do now? Two thoughts now roared in. But he couldn't. Glancing at the stampeding beast once more he bit his lip at the thought of breaking his code. But it seemed the only way he would survive. He posed himself and this time bent to the right, allowing his hand to hang. At the same moment as before he took action. His limp arm scooped up some grass and dirt, and as he leapt to the right the debris was sent into the creatures face. Rolling on his shoulder Jason climbed to his feet and, as if that roar was the starters gun, took off sprinting as fast as his feet would take him.
'The forest,' he thought, 'if I can just make it that far...' His breath became heavier, and he could feel his energy draining. But he had to keep going, had to hope he could make it that far. As foolish as it was he glanced over his shoulder. The beast had just finished shaking the dirt from its eyes and turned toward chase. 'Someone, anyone please... Riromon... he must be here somewhere.' He pushed his body, running faster and harder than he'd ever done. He breath hastened as his feet, but it was getting harder to breath, and his energy was quickly draining.
"Now!!!" The thunderous steps of the rampaging beast had stopped and he heard an explosion. Trying to stop himself he tripped and rolled on his side a few times but he was looking at what it was that stopped the animal.
There standing only a few feet from him, was a second of the rhino-like beasts. The two had met head on and were now in a battle of power. Neither moving as they attempted to push the other back. He sat up slowly, but his left arm refused to work correctly, it only caused a searing pain as he attempted to use it. Looking to the side he noticed something, another human, and of all things a girl. He listened but his heavy breath kept him from hearing clearly, to him it sounded like this girl was talking Japanese. Jason tried to focus but with his energy spent he slowly fell motionless.
Waking slowly Jason touched his right palm to his forehead. His eyes opened but his vision still needed time to focus. He felt a pillow and a mattress. He was in a bed. 'Maybe it was just a dream,' he thought.
"What was it I ate to cause such a dream?"
"He's awake Kana," a familiar voice reached his ear. It can't be. Riromon? Then... none of that was a dream. It was real.
"So the foolish American is alive," another voice. He turned his head slowly but all he saw was a blur. "What did you think you were doing going up against a Monochromon by yourself?" An accent, it sounds Japanese.
"What," his weak voice cracked as he forced the word out.
"Kana I don't think we should bother him just yet. He sounds over stressed." Riromon crawled up beside Jason lying against his left shoulder.
"Ahh," Jason's body filled with pain as the fox put pressure on his shoulder.
"Riromon," Kana pulled him away, holding the digimon in her arms. "I think your friend has damaged his arm."
"Oh... sorry about that Jason."
"How is your vision, Jason," her voice was soft, yet it held a mocking tone.
"Blurred," he cleared his throat. "Would you mind explaining what is going on?"
"Simple," that tone never left her voice it seemed, "somehow Riromon has been given a partner, you. And you just entered the Digital world from America right?"
"Yea, south Florida to be precise."
"Anyway," she continued, "you came here, and got yourself into trouble with a Monochromon. My partner and I found you out there in the meadow. Acting like a true coward."
"Coward," he tried to sit up, but had to support with his right arm.
"You're the one who threw dirt, disgusting really," she sneered.
"Look I didn't want to," he bowed his head turning to try and stand, "I needed to stay alive. I needed to find Riromon."
"Me?" Riromon jumped onto the bed.
"I had to make sure you were alright. But then again you're the one that lives here." Kana stopped Jason as he tried to stand, forcing him back into the bed.
"I don't know what you're thinking but you're not going anywhere right now," her soft voice turned strong as she easily forced the weakened guy onto the bed. "She went to get something to help the healing. She should be back soon. Jason groaned slightly as his shoulder throbbed, but it seemed that the pain was helping his focus. His dark brown eyes took hold of the person who called herself Kana. She was around the same age, with long auburn hair. She wore a sleeveless blue shirt with a design he couldn't make out, and a jean skirt. She was pretty by many standards even Jason knew this.
"Wow," he spoke before thinking.
"What," she looked at him, hearing his statement as she tried walking away. She turned slowly facing him once more.
"Uh... well I would say I was saved by an angel but even I know how corny that sounds." 'What the hell am I saying,' his thoughts chimed in as he shifted his arm to try and keep his mouth shut.
"You might as well stop where you are," she smirks as she walked toward the bed. Leaning over him slowly, "I don't date idiots." Kana turned once more walking away.
"What," he sat up quickly, disgust in his voice, though his actions caused swift pain. "Uh..."
"See what I mean," she giggled as she left the room he was in. He glanced around the room slowly, it seemed like a normal room; a desk, a bed (which he was on), bookshelf.
"Hey, why don't you tell me where I am," he called out to her. Sitting up and supporting his back against the wall, as he waited for an answer.
"You're still in the Digital World. This is our home," she stepped back into the room. He looked over at her as she set a tray on the desk. "You passed out, apparently your body couldn't take the stress you put it through."
"You live here?"
"Yea, my partner and I have lived here for sometime now."
"Then you'd know a lot about the Digital World." The statement sounded more like a question.
"Of course Mr. Jason," she turned from the bowl she'd just set on the desk. She pulled out the chair and had a seat, assuming she would have more questions to answer.
"Please call me Jason. And I believe your name is Kana." She nodded. "So what is your partner like? Is she just like that Monochromon?"
"Not really. But she was just able to get one to help you with that rogue Monochromon." She sat there waiting for the next question but Jason just sat silent, staring in her direction. "Is something wrong? Why are you staring at me?"
"You don't like me much do you?" This question hit the target. She was confused as to why this question was asked. "I knew it. Might I ask why?"
"I don't even know you. What reason do I have to like you?"
"True. We don't really know anything but each other's names and first impressions. So why don't we start over. My name's Jason, I follow the zodiac sign of Leo, I was born in New York but live in Florida USA, 18 and a very likeable guy, although when it comes to dating...." He stopped in the middle of his sentence, remembering he was talking to someone of the opposite gender.
"Yes?"
"Well your turn."
"You haven't finished. But I'm guessing that your sincere and terrible at relations," she laughed. His reaction told her that she was correct. "Anyway I'm Kana Takaishi, I was born and raised in Japan, 16 years old, I learned English cause I planned a trip there to see some friends of the family, anything else?"
"Well how about your idea of a perfect guy?"
She laughed again, "And why should I tell you that?"
"Just curious."
"Sorry but I must interrupt this amusing conversation," the two of them turn their heads looking to he cat in the doorway. The small white cat walked on two legs, her hands covered by yellow gloves, and a gold ring on her tail. She smiled slightly looking to her partner, but her smile faded as she looked to Jason. "It wasn't easy finding these herbs, but thankfully for you I have."
Jason could only swallow the lump that formed in his throat when Gatomon looked to him. He fidgeted slightly, a normal thing for him, so he was the only one who hadn't noticed. The feline shrugged it off and handed the herbs to Kana. He caught a glimpse of her face through the light of the window and suddenly a thought ripped open his mouth.
"Takaishi? You said your name was Takaishi," he leapt out of the bed. His shoulder raced with disregarded pain. "Then... are you a descendant of one of the Digi-destined?"
"No."
"Oh sorry, I tend to jump...."
"I'm the descendant of two of the original eight," she chimed in walking toward the bed one more time. She set the tray and mixed herbs on the edge of the bed and sat down.
"What?" Jason's eyes watched her then took in her features and scanned them to his memories of pictures, statues, and stories. They matched; she looked like a combination of the two Angelic Digi-Destined. "You mean..."
"Yes," she placed the herbal mixture on his bare shoulder, "that's why I've been living in the digital world."
"I don't believe it."
"We'll believe it, I do have a home in Japan but I like it better here. No one bothers us."
"So the stories were true," he hissed as the burning medicine was spread over his damaged shoulder. "I always thought they were just stories. Digimon and human's, the evil that was too powerful to defeat, the sealing of the portals."
"I refused to keep away," she slowly applied the bandages, "I was told to always believe in the light, and never give up hope."
"Never give up hope," Jason whispered in remembrance.
At that moment he found himself in a distant place, back on earth. He was younger and in a familiar place. He stood in the halls of an apartment building, an elderly figure stood before him. He bowed his head slowly. The old man reached out his hand patting the boy's head. "Jason," the man spoke, "hold your head up high. And no matter what," the vision slowed as the boys head rose. And though the man continued to speak the voice trailed half way behind, "Never give up hope."
"Jason," he was pulled back to the present by the call, "Jason wake up."
"Huh," he found himself looking at her though his body was turned towards the window. "Oh sorry Kana I was just off in my own little world," he apologized giving her a friendly smile.
"Look, I'm finished with the bandages," she turned walking away from him. "You can stay in this room for now." She turned around quickly, " but tomorrow you leave the Digital World."
"Wha," the door shut before he could finish. His gaze turned slowly to Riromon, who was just as confused as he was. "Why would she want us to leave?"
[Welcome back. Hope you read the first chapter "The Meeting" and once again I DO NOT own Digimon nor do I claim to.]
The two sat there before the glare of the computer screen. Jason smiled down at his new friend and partner, or so he said, awaiting directions.
"Now that the computers on we just need to call upon the portal," Riromon reached out his paw to the screen.
"Call the portal," Jason was confused but suddenly his hand started to reach for the screen. "Wait," he stopped pulling his hand away from the screen at the last second. "We can't go yet." Riromon looked up at him curiously. "I'm barely wearing any clothes, I need to get dressed first."
"Well hurry up, I've got lots to show you," Riromon jumped to the table where Jason usually set his glass. Jason stood and ran up to his room tossing his clothes left and right trying to find just the right attire for this occasion. But then he got to thinking. What kind of climate does the digital world have? Would it be cold or hot? He figured he'd need something that could be used in either of these conditions.
"Ahh perfect," he found a pair of faded black pants, they would absorb the heat but not too much would be absorbed. Then he grabbed a tank top and a gray cloth vest. Dressing in these clothes he looked at himself in a mirror. Then something caught his eye. "This... this could finally be of use rather than just be a decoration," he reaches out grabbing a dagger from his shelf. "Just a safety precaution." He looped the dagger to his belt, hiding it under the vest.
Looking around the room once more he got to thinking. "I have a new idea," he turned to the closet throwing the doors open. Rummaging through the clothes and stuff a smirk curled his lips as he found his duffle bag. "This will be perfect." He stuffed some clothes into the bag then ran down into the kitchen.
About half an hour later he walked back into the computer room looking to Riromon asleep in the desk chair. He nudged the little digimon lightly. Those golden orbs flickered open, looking up at his new friend.
"Time we got going buddy," Jason said as he threw the duffle bag over his shoulder. Riromon sat up smiling, then jumped up onto the desk beside the monitor.
"What's the bag for?"
"Just incase. I packed food and some spare clothes." Jason sat down in the chair, picked up Riromon and set him on his shoulder. "Now then," he looked up to the screen raising his hand slowly. Time seemed to slow as he inched toward the glass. His eyes closed slowly then opened. His teeth slid slowly over his bottom lip. At the last second he thrust his Palm at the computer, "Open the portal!!"
All went black for a second, then the unnatural night was sent back as dawn broke through the screen. The glass bent to the will of his hand caving in around his fingers. He wanted to close his eyes, but couldn't. The lights he saw were unlike any he'd seen.
"Here we go," Riromon called out. But his voice seemed so distant to Jason as the streaming light cascaded over his body. Wrapping him in a dreamlike wonder that sent him into a near trance. Though his body froze he could feel a familiar warmth.
The room faded around him to be replaced by the flowing lights and windows. All of which flew by at an uncanny speed, yet it felt as if time were still slowed. Each window was different, each with its own figure and background, but one caught his attention right away. One that seemed to draw in the light. He looked over his shoulder to the window and saw another behind him. 'That must lead back to the real world,' he thought. 'But if that one behind me is my computer... then is someone else traveling to the digital world as well. At least I wont be alone.' He gaze slowly turned back forward and he saw a large blackness. At first glance he thought it was a black hole. But instead of drawing in the streams, they poured out of the center. The only thing being pulled in was him. 'I've come this far, I just have to trust in Riromon now.' It was then that Jason noticed the digimon was missing. 'What the... Where is he?' He tried to scream as he drawn into the center, but his fear held back even his voice.
Opening his eyes slowly Jason took in a deep breath. He blinked a few times then pushed his body up off the ground. "What a weird dream that was. At least its over now," he flipped over sitting on the grass. Leaning slightly to each side as he stretched out his muscles a bit. "Now then..." Just then his fingers wrapped around a few blades of grass as he stared out into the horizon. He was in the middle of a vast meadow. In the distance the sun rose just above the mountains, pulling back the shadow of the shape rocks. His head turned slowly to the right taking in the area. A few scattered spots of colorful flowers brightened up the lust green grass. A forest reached out from the meadow behind him.
Standing quickly Jason once again surveyed the land. Then searched the ground around him for his bag. It lay right beside his feet. Kneeling down he took the strap in hand and slung it over his shoulder. It all looked normal; the mountains, the forest, the grass and sky. 'This is the Digital World,' He thought. 'Not much different that earth. 'Cept for the fact that there aren't any cities or random buildings around.' His eyes turned once more to the sky.
"I can honestly say I've never seen such a clear blue sky before." Just then he felt the ground shake. Turning swiftly at what sounded like an anvil hitting the ground, fear yet again struck his heart. The single horn made it looked like a rhino, but it clearly wasn't. The armor plating on its body shone slightly. And the size alone made this creature something that struck fear into him. With a deep menacing roar the tank charged forward.
"I'm gone," Jason said as his feet clung to their place no matter how much his brain ordered them to move. Closer and closer it charged. It moved with great speed and he knew that the force of the impact would be more than enough to shatter his body. Though he was frozen his right hand fought to move. Reaching slowly for the blade on his back. Thousands of thoughts screamed in his mind, the loudest one telling him that he should not die without putting up some kind of fight.
His expression changed quickly from fear to determination. His knees finally obeyed and bent slightly. Slouching his body slightly he waited. The beast was now closing in. He'd have to be quick. Faster than any humans ever been even with the help of science. He most of his weight on his left leg, making it appear as though he would run in that direction, but at the last second lunged to the right. Twisting his waist he drew the blade, the sliver of metal flashed across the air and hit its mark. Jason hit the ground untouched.
Crawling back he rolled onto his and looked at the dagger. His eyes widen at the sight of the broken blade. "How strong is that things skin," he mumbled to himself. But his train of thought was diverted as the rumble of the earth slowed, then started up once more. His eyes escalated to see the monster had turned and was coming for him again. He could think straight. His only defense was the dagger and that proved to be of no use. What could he do now? Two thoughts now roared in. But he couldn't. Glancing at the stampeding beast once more he bit his lip at the thought of breaking his code. But it seemed the only way he would survive. He posed himself and this time bent to the right, allowing his hand to hang. At the same moment as before he took action. His limp arm scooped up some grass and dirt, and as he leapt to the right the debris was sent into the creatures face. Rolling on his shoulder Jason climbed to his feet and, as if that roar was the starters gun, took off sprinting as fast as his feet would take him.
'The forest,' he thought, 'if I can just make it that far...' His breath became heavier, and he could feel his energy draining. But he had to keep going, had to hope he could make it that far. As foolish as it was he glanced over his shoulder. The beast had just finished shaking the dirt from its eyes and turned toward chase. 'Someone, anyone please... Riromon... he must be here somewhere.' He pushed his body, running faster and harder than he'd ever done. He breath hastened as his feet, but it was getting harder to breath, and his energy was quickly draining.
"Now!!!" The thunderous steps of the rampaging beast had stopped and he heard an explosion. Trying to stop himself he tripped and rolled on his side a few times but he was looking at what it was that stopped the animal.
There standing only a few feet from him, was a second of the rhino-like beasts. The two had met head on and were now in a battle of power. Neither moving as they attempted to push the other back. He sat up slowly, but his left arm refused to work correctly, it only caused a searing pain as he attempted to use it. Looking to the side he noticed something, another human, and of all things a girl. He listened but his heavy breath kept him from hearing clearly, to him it sounded like this girl was talking Japanese. Jason tried to focus but with his energy spent he slowly fell motionless.
Waking slowly Jason touched his right palm to his forehead. His eyes opened but his vision still needed time to focus. He felt a pillow and a mattress. He was in a bed. 'Maybe it was just a dream,' he thought.
"What was it I ate to cause such a dream?"
"He's awake Kana," a familiar voice reached his ear. It can't be. Riromon? Then... none of that was a dream. It was real.
"So the foolish American is alive," another voice. He turned his head slowly but all he saw was a blur. "What did you think you were doing going up against a Monochromon by yourself?" An accent, it sounds Japanese.
"What," his weak voice cracked as he forced the word out.
"Kana I don't think we should bother him just yet. He sounds over stressed." Riromon crawled up beside Jason lying against his left shoulder.
"Ahh," Jason's body filled with pain as the fox put pressure on his shoulder.
"Riromon," Kana pulled him away, holding the digimon in her arms. "I think your friend has damaged his arm."
"Oh... sorry about that Jason."
"How is your vision, Jason," her voice was soft, yet it held a mocking tone.
"Blurred," he cleared his throat. "Would you mind explaining what is going on?"
"Simple," that tone never left her voice it seemed, "somehow Riromon has been given a partner, you. And you just entered the Digital world from America right?"
"Yea, south Florida to be precise."
"Anyway," she continued, "you came here, and got yourself into trouble with a Monochromon. My partner and I found you out there in the meadow. Acting like a true coward."
"Coward," he tried to sit up, but had to support with his right arm.
"You're the one who threw dirt, disgusting really," she sneered.
"Look I didn't want to," he bowed his head turning to try and stand, "I needed to stay alive. I needed to find Riromon."
"Me?" Riromon jumped onto the bed.
"I had to make sure you were alright. But then again you're the one that lives here." Kana stopped Jason as he tried to stand, forcing him back into the bed.
"I don't know what you're thinking but you're not going anywhere right now," her soft voice turned strong as she easily forced the weakened guy onto the bed. "She went to get something to help the healing. She should be back soon. Jason groaned slightly as his shoulder throbbed, but it seemed that the pain was helping his focus. His dark brown eyes took hold of the person who called herself Kana. She was around the same age, with long auburn hair. She wore a sleeveless blue shirt with a design he couldn't make out, and a jean skirt. She was pretty by many standards even Jason knew this.
"Wow," he spoke before thinking.
"What," she looked at him, hearing his statement as she tried walking away. She turned slowly facing him once more.
"Uh... well I would say I was saved by an angel but even I know how corny that sounds." 'What the hell am I saying,' his thoughts chimed in as he shifted his arm to try and keep his mouth shut.
"You might as well stop where you are," she smirks as she walked toward the bed. Leaning over him slowly, "I don't date idiots." Kana turned once more walking away.
"What," he sat up quickly, disgust in his voice, though his actions caused swift pain. "Uh..."
"See what I mean," she giggled as she left the room he was in. He glanced around the room slowly, it seemed like a normal room; a desk, a bed (which he was on), bookshelf.
"Hey, why don't you tell me where I am," he called out to her. Sitting up and supporting his back against the wall, as he waited for an answer.
"You're still in the Digital World. This is our home," she stepped back into the room. He looked over at her as she set a tray on the desk. "You passed out, apparently your body couldn't take the stress you put it through."
"You live here?"
"Yea, my partner and I have lived here for sometime now."
"Then you'd know a lot about the Digital World." The statement sounded more like a question.
"Of course Mr. Jason," she turned from the bowl she'd just set on the desk. She pulled out the chair and had a seat, assuming she would have more questions to answer.
"Please call me Jason. And I believe your name is Kana." She nodded. "So what is your partner like? Is she just like that Monochromon?"
"Not really. But she was just able to get one to help you with that rogue Monochromon." She sat there waiting for the next question but Jason just sat silent, staring in her direction. "Is something wrong? Why are you staring at me?"
"You don't like me much do you?" This question hit the target. She was confused as to why this question was asked. "I knew it. Might I ask why?"
"I don't even know you. What reason do I have to like you?"
"True. We don't really know anything but each other's names and first impressions. So why don't we start over. My name's Jason, I follow the zodiac sign of Leo, I was born in New York but live in Florida USA, 18 and a very likeable guy, although when it comes to dating...." He stopped in the middle of his sentence, remembering he was talking to someone of the opposite gender.
"Yes?"
"Well your turn."
"You haven't finished. But I'm guessing that your sincere and terrible at relations," she laughed. His reaction told her that she was correct. "Anyway I'm Kana Takaishi, I was born and raised in Japan, 16 years old, I learned English cause I planned a trip there to see some friends of the family, anything else?"
"Well how about your idea of a perfect guy?"
She laughed again, "And why should I tell you that?"
"Just curious."
"Sorry but I must interrupt this amusing conversation," the two of them turn their heads looking to he cat in the doorway. The small white cat walked on two legs, her hands covered by yellow gloves, and a gold ring on her tail. She smiled slightly looking to her partner, but her smile faded as she looked to Jason. "It wasn't easy finding these herbs, but thankfully for you I have."
Jason could only swallow the lump that formed in his throat when Gatomon looked to him. He fidgeted slightly, a normal thing for him, so he was the only one who hadn't noticed. The feline shrugged it off and handed the herbs to Kana. He caught a glimpse of her face through the light of the window and suddenly a thought ripped open his mouth.
"Takaishi? You said your name was Takaishi," he leapt out of the bed. His shoulder raced with disregarded pain. "Then... are you a descendant of one of the Digi-destined?"
"No."
"Oh sorry, I tend to jump...."
"I'm the descendant of two of the original eight," she chimed in walking toward the bed one more time. She set the tray and mixed herbs on the edge of the bed and sat down.
"What?" Jason's eyes watched her then took in her features and scanned them to his memories of pictures, statues, and stories. They matched; she looked like a combination of the two Angelic Digi-Destined. "You mean..."
"Yes," she placed the herbal mixture on his bare shoulder, "that's why I've been living in the digital world."
"I don't believe it."
"We'll believe it, I do have a home in Japan but I like it better here. No one bothers us."
"So the stories were true," he hissed as the burning medicine was spread over his damaged shoulder. "I always thought they were just stories. Digimon and human's, the evil that was too powerful to defeat, the sealing of the portals."
"I refused to keep away," she slowly applied the bandages, "I was told to always believe in the light, and never give up hope."
"Never give up hope," Jason whispered in remembrance.
At that moment he found himself in a distant place, back on earth. He was younger and in a familiar place. He stood in the halls of an apartment building, an elderly figure stood before him. He bowed his head slowly. The old man reached out his hand patting the boy's head. "Jason," the man spoke, "hold your head up high. And no matter what," the vision slowed as the boys head rose. And though the man continued to speak the voice trailed half way behind, "Never give up hope."
"Jason," he was pulled back to the present by the call, "Jason wake up."
"Huh," he found himself looking at her though his body was turned towards the window. "Oh sorry Kana I was just off in my own little world," he apologized giving her a friendly smile.
"Look, I'm finished with the bandages," she turned walking away from him. "You can stay in this room for now." She turned around quickly, " but tomorrow you leave the Digital World."
"Wha," the door shut before he could finish. His gaze turned slowly to Riromon, who was just as confused as he was. "Why would she want us to leave?"