Fantasuchikku Senshi DejiRanger Episode Three: A vicious assault is made! Why won't anything work right!?
(Disclaimer and Author's notes: Sentai and Power Rangers (Specifically used: Abaranger and Dekaranger) are the property of Toei, Bandai and Disney/Saban. The same holds true for Digimon. I did not make any money for this, nor do I intend on making money on this. Also, to SandO, I've only seen a couple (like one or two) episodes of actual Sentai, but I'm interested in seeing more. Right now, my knowledge lies in Power Rangers and anything I've read online. And thanks for positive feedback, everyone; a special thanks to my beta readers, who I'm not going to name as I don't know who's a reader at this point. Yes, I am that ditzy! Give a round of sound for them anyway, y'all! And someone please do me a mega-big favor? Can someone tell me how to write an action sequence in a semi-pleasing way to read?)
No way. No way in hell. This could not be happening. The moment the Rangers went to transform, the computer just totally... Blue-Screen of Death-ed on him! As he sat there, waiting for the rangers to transform, the whole screen crashed, only to come back up a minute later, the entire system flashing signs of computer fatality. "No!" Ryo screamed, as he slammed the monitor with his hands. "Rangers, come in! Rangers, come on, please come in!"
The PC sputtered and sizzled, as a noxious smell filled the air. The wires were shorting up something awful, and probably were sparking right in the machine, Ryo thought, as he tried to bang the machine back into reality. In vain, he banged out several combinations of keys, as the smell of smoke and burning plastic filled the room; not that he noticed though. The smells were the last thing on his mind
If the PC went down, the Rangers were royally screwed. Now, not only couldn't get in touched with them, but they could... Use the... "Rangers, for god's sake, come fucking in!" Then, the monitor went dead completely. He started to go into a long line of swear-words, while trying to restart the machine. Nothing could be any worse than this.
"Mr. Ryo." He turned to see Rei, holding the cord to the computer in her hands. He dashed right over to her, just restraining himself from slapping her something fierce. "It's not going to do anyone any good to just end up burning Headquarters, as you're trying to contact the Rangers on that bit of rubbish." She motioned over to the computer, as a thin streak of smoke billowed from the CPU. "Look, try to act sensibly about this."
He stood still for a few seconds, before turning to the door in a rush. "I'm going out there." Ryo said, as he took a coat from a nearby chair with him. A meaningless gesture, as Rei noted.
"And what do you expect to do?" She said, rolling over to the front of the door, blocking his exit. "If you haven't forgotten, you retired your Ranger powers last year. What do you expect to do, become filet of human so the Rangers don't have to?"
"I need to do something, Rei!" Ryo said, trying to shift through the doorway. With every movement he tried to make, she ended up blocking him again. He sure as hell couldn't climb over her either. "I can't just wait until they get killed by some ex-Ranger's little pets!"
"Well, then stay here and help me!" She shouted back. He calmed down for a moment, even if he tapped his foot on the floor nervously, like a jack-rabbit stuck in a wire cage. "Look, right now we should try and find out what went wrong with the computer systems; if we can figure that much out then we can get the Rangers to transform, or at least get communications back up with them." He seemed to deflate at Rei's comment. Ryo's shoulders slumped over, as his arms became rather limp. "It'll do no good to just go down and get yourself killed. You're not a Ranger anymore, and you need to remember that."
"What can I do though?" His voice sounded lost and timid, a strange sort of melancholy he usually never had involving this job. For the past two years, all he wanted to do was to retire. Now, however, as he thought of the deaths of all of the DejiRanger, by the hands of that Oikawa guy's minions, he regretted giving back his transformer.
Rei turned him over to the PC, pointing to it as she did. "You're good with computers, from what I've heard. If that's true, go and check the system. I'm going to call a specialist, and see if we can get a spare system for the time being. He nodded numbly, as he moved over to the remains of a CPU. Nothing else he could do at this point...
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Hordes of the red-stained Dead-Core, each swinging their front, arm-like claws, crashed through the window, at first rolling over into a graceful tumble before repositioning into attack position. Izumi stepped back, horrified at what Daisuke was asking. "You've got to be kidding me..." She said, as she resisted the urge to just jet up the stairs. No! She couldn't run now! Her team might need her! Even if there's always a chance she might end up as just cannon fodder... "How do we stand a chance against these guys?"
"Well, only one way to find out..." Daisuke said, more like shouted, as one pounced for him, left scythe swinging. He ducked, just missing a slash to his stomach as he did so. The beast had left its head open in the attack, a very costly mistake, as the goggle-head kicked it squarely in the space where a face should be. The beast twitched a little at the attack, before falling back, making a loud thud. He blinked in surprise, before feeling a slice of wind graze his ear.
"Watch out!" Jen shouted, as he slide a leg right under the Dead-Core beside Daisuke, knocking the white-bodied creature off its feet. The monster swung its arms in the air wildly, attempting to slash the blue-haired boy's leg off. It made no vocal noise, but the body of the beast made the noise of latex rubbing tiles as it fell to the ground. Two more attempted to strike Jen, each raising an arm straight into the air. Instinctively, Jen rotated his body, repositioning his legs to face the new enemies, before kicking both, using both of his legs and supporting himself on his arms.
"... Thanks!" Daisuke shouted back, very surprised that Jen would even bother to save him from that. He lunged at another two Dead-Cores, performing a sharp kick to the jaw of one of them. The second one, as it lifted its arm to strike, ended up getting a sharp elbow into the gut. If the monster had eyes, they'd be watering at this point. Daisuke turned to the rest of the group, as he smashed both monsters with a double elbow to where the rib-cage should be.
"I think I've got it!" Kouichi said, as three rushed him. One knocked him off of his feet, using the blunt end of the scythe-arm, before attempting to stab his head with the sharp edge, still dripping from some prior person. The black-haired boy shifted his head to the left, narrowly missing being stabbed in the face. As the Dead-Core attempted again, Kouichi slipped his legs beside the beast's face, before, using his arms as support, flipping over, slamming the monster face first into the tile. He got up on his feet, as quickly as he could manage. Two were still swinging at him wildly, as he found himself having to shift out of the way and dodge precariously.
One slash hit his shoulder extremely fierce, causing a short cry from him. However, as soon as he called out, he silenced. The Dead-Core never expected him to jab it in the face, then in the stomach, with his free hand. The second never expected the side-kick right to the neck either, a kick that sent it sprawling on the ground, rubbing at it's throat the same way a person may hold their neck after feeling such a blow.
"Bad boy." Kouichi's voice turn as cold as tundra, as he grabbed the Dead-Core he'd punched by the neck, before slamming his head right into the creature's non-existent face. The monster fell to the ground, making the same odd noise of latex rubbing as the others. Then, his attention turned to the Dead-Core still on the ground, as it started to get a sense of what was going on again.
The black-haired boy gave a grim smile, before lifting his leg high in the air and swinging it down, heel-first, into the belly of the beast. The monster twitched a little, as it collapsed. As a fourth, silently, rushed to slice his head off behind him, Kouichi merely grabbed the blade, ignoring the blood and pain gushing from his hand. With a fluid motion, he pulled the scythe down, pulling the Dead-Core's head close enough to give one hard, sharp punch to the face. The beast fell off to the side, flying back in a rather exaggerated way. "You should pick on someone your own size."
"Speaking of that... Someone help me!" Izumi shouted, as she backed up into a wall. One Dead-Core decided to chase after the poor girl, locking her off into a corner. She backed up, cussing to herself that, if only she could use her new transformer, she wouldn't be in this situation. Instead, she'd be fighting back. At this point, however, there was nothing else she could do to fight against the things. Well, that wasn't true... She was a member of DejiRanger now! One of the elites! She must fight against them some time, especially since no one else seemed to be having much problem at this point. "Eat shoe, you Grim Reaper-wannabes!" She said, as she kicked one square in the ribs.
The Dead-Core stood still for a moment. Then, it rubbed the blunt edge of its scythe on its chest, as if the injury ached a little. "Crap..." Izumi said, as the Dead-Core turned attention back to her, contorting itself into an immediate attack position. The scythes went flying for her neck, only being blocked somewhat by her arms. Even that idea wasn't smart, as she gained a few deep gashes on her forearms, but it was better than being decapitated.
Izumi kicked at the Dead-Core's waist wildly, supporting herself mostly with the walls behind her. It did barely anything to the monster at first, before it suddenly stiffened up. The monster twitched a little, before falling off of her, holding its scythes to its stomach, as if she just kicked the wind out of it. "... I did it!" She said, while pumping an arm in the air, an action that she stopped as the pain seared in her arm. Before she knew it, she got flanked by two more Dead-Core, both of who slammed her to the ground by slamming her sides with a double kick.
As she turned over, she watched one slam a scythe into the ground. She gave a squeak of terror, as the second scythe came whizzing at her head. Then, it stopped, merely seconds before. Looking up, Izumi saw Hikari holding the arm of the Dead-Core, before she gave it a hard push, sending the monster into a back-flip. Hikari got into a back-stance, as the monster took a lunge at her. She grabbed the monster's arm, just below the scythe-hand, before pulling it close enough to side-kick it three times, once in the neck, once in the stomach, and once in the groin.
Izumi scanned the battle-field, worried about how much more of this they could take. At this time, Daisuke's portion of the fight was souring. At this point, his energy was totally drained, and he only fought on empty, using sloppy moves that were both easily dodged by the Dead-Cores and was countered, leaving himself a bloody mess. The poor boy would definitely collapse due to exhaustion at any point, as he struggled to keep himself from collapsing in the battle field. Jen too was left in such dire straights; as soon as he beat more off of himself, a large mass would rush him, not giving him enough time to breathe even.
Kouichi and Hikari seemed alright, both only suffering minor injuries. Even then, Kouichi's hands stained the pure white Dead-Cores with each attack. At this rate, the whole team would surely lose, and then there would be no one ready to fight against these things. Where on earth were any other Rangers? Was the base complete devoid of anything but executives and paper-pushers?
"Are you alright?" Hikari asked, turning back slightly to Izumi, as the monster rolled around on the ground a bit. She didn't notice the next one sneaking up on her, ready to strike as she stood there, or didn't seem to notice as the scythe came down.
"Look out!" Izumi screamed, as the scythe suddenly stopped, millimeters away from Hikari's skull. The beast seemed frozen in place, its muscles convulsing in a rather disgusting fashion. As the monster struggled, Hikari's eyes changed to a soft pink before the beast went flying into a wall, slamming hard enough to crack it. In similar fashion, several other Dead-Cores began flying around in such a manor, slamming into walls away from the boys.
As all of the Dead-Core lain on the floor, both silent and motionless, the Rangers began to move away, slowly. Kouichi, now back to his senses, clutched his bleeding shoulder; Izumi walked over to Daisuke, before giving the weakened teammate a shoulder to lean on. As the group moved away from the pile, Hikari only stood there, the whites of her eyes an unnatural pink. Had the girl suffered from shock or something? Jen walked to her side, followed by patted her shoulder softly.
"Hikari?" He asked, as he grasped her shoulders, shaking her a little. No response; Hikari only kept looking forward, staring at some inexistent force behind him. Her lips moved every so slightly, but it seemed less like an answer than it did merely seem like a nervous twitch. He shook her a little harder, only for the light pink of her eyes to start glowing like nightlights in a little kid's room.
"Jen," Kouichi said, confusedly, "What on earth are you doing?"
"She's not reacting; we can't leave her here by herself." He said, while motioning to the Dead-Core. Some were beginning to stir, flexing their muscles and scythe-hands involuntarily. Soon, they'd wake up and beat her all the way back to Osaka, or wherever she came from; and what if more came while they were waiting. "Hikari, if you can hear me, then please, don't take this the wrong way..." He hoisted her up, grabbing her legs to get a better grip. Or at least that's what he'd claim; it was more for the fact that, if he lifted her like this, she couldn't slap him as her hands would be to his back.
As soon at the group could, they dashed into an elevator, setting right to the same floor that Ryo was on previously and, most likely, would be. The machine hummed to life, escorting the group in silence to their destination. They remained in silence for a good moment, before Daisuke said "We're fucked, aren't we?"
"Daisuke..." Hikari said her tone a combination of chastising and drugged out of her mind.
"No, I'm not kidding." He said, sounding more serious than the group had come to know him in the past half a day. "Our transformation badges did nothing, and we just got royally wupped by the weakest thing these... Reamer Five-"
"Reaper Five, Daisuke." Izumi said, as she steadied Daisuke to the best of her degree. He acted delirious from the exhaustion and injuries from the battle, making him harder to steady than if he was acting normal. "They're the ones that we're fighting..."
"See, that's how little I know about them! When I can't even get the name of the guys who just tried to massacre me and some other people right, then it's not a good sign. Especially when I'm supposed to know them!"
"Well, what can we do about it?" Kouichi asked. Ryo and Rei obviously didn't want to talk about what was going on, not even giving a clear answer about anything except that Ryo really needed to train all of them. "It's not really in our business to pry..."
"That's exactly what we need to do though!" Izumi said, a bit louder than she meant to be. "
"Man, when we get back to Akiyama, I am so going to let him have it!"
"Daisuke..." Hikari's voice sounded a bit more annoyed and a bit clearer, as she tried to get the goggle-headed lunatic's attention.
"Hey, don't be such a spoil-sport Hikari... He really deserves all that he gets! I mean, he just sent us into battle with faulty transformation badges, and not even any idea what we were facing!" Daisuke punched his fist, "If anything, I'm going to go light on him!"
"..." She sort of hung there, silently. Right now, arguing with Daisuke was the last thing on her mind. But Ryo couldn't be a bad person... Even if she wasn't sure herself. His mind was totally blank, as if nothing was there to begin with. No... No, that's not the case. It was like something else barred her from seeing. And her mind still had a hard time processing the memory from before; whenever she tried to remember, it would come off blurry, foggy. Completely useless, in any sense of the word.
Izumi glanced over to Kouichi, for a few moments. Something kept on bothering her... Did he know? Kouji never mentioned his family... Perhaps he just never felt the need to. He probably never mentioned us to family either, she thought, as she stared at him, otherwise Kouichi would've surely recognized her at this point. Perhaps it was better to be unrecognized, considering her past, though. Not that she could hide it, at this point, and not certainly after the fight.
"Can you please put me down?" Hikari said. What on earth did she mean by...? Oh. Oops. Jen places her down, gently, as soon as he realized her wits came back enough for her to stand. For a few seconds, she sort of swayed back and forth, holding onto Jen's shoulder for support. Then she turned to Daisuke, first sizing him up, before talking again, "He didn't mean for this to happen, you know..."
"Ryo, you mean?" Kouichi asked, holding up his shoulder tightly. God was he going to need Tylenol and stitches after today... He'd also need to find out why Orimoto kept on staring at him. "Is there... Is there something wrong with me?"
"Huh?" Oh man, she thought, he noticed... "Well, it's no big deal... Just noticing you look a lot like your brother, you know?" He blinked a couple of times, at that. "You know, your brother Kouji?"
"No..." He replied confusedly, as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't have a brother... You must be mistaken." How could that be? But it couldn't just be coincidence... Kouichi looked just like him! Izumi looked down at the ground, mumbling some sort of reply, before the car rode into a moment of uncomfortable silence.
"I don't know what's in his head right now... But he's a friend of my brother's, so he couldn't mean any harm to us..." Hikari said quietly. At least two other Rangers nearly fell over right then and there, not due to injuries, but due to her own blind faith.
"Is that your criteria with people?! Whether or not they like your big brother?!" Izumi shouted, causing Daisuke to go into more spasms of pain. She apologized profusely for a second, before starting up again. "That's the craziest thing I've ever seen!"
"Ow!"
"Excuse me, but I have faith in my brother." Hikari sounded immensely offended, as she spoke. "He wouldn't trust anyone that would be out to harm someone, alright?"
"Well, I don't mean to make you angry..." Crap, now she did it. Two people already pissed with her, and another who just thought she was a weird... Izumi really wished she could be more careful; really, the idea of making everyone she was incompetent and an idiot really didn't appeal to her. "It's just that... Do you know him?"
"... Not exactly..." Hikari said, looking away from Izumi. "But I do know he and Taichi know each other. And Taichi would never trust anyone more dangerous than he was."
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"Crap, crap, crap, crap..." Ryo had taken from yelling coherent sentences at the intercom system, to just cussing, as he pretty much completely pulled apart the main computer, in some vain attempted to reload and fix the whole damned system. As soon, as the Rangers tried to transform, the monitor just... Blue Screen of Death-ed on him! Damn machine is completely running on defunct information! He cussed some more, uttering a few phrases too bad to even put in the fanfic, as he took out a combination of more wires out, trying to find some combination of wiring that at least could work.
Rei, seeing the tangle of wires, decided a long time ago to call for a technician. Now, waiting for that McCoy girl, and offering Ryo some drinks that had no caffeine in them was all she could do. It would do no good to think darkly on what happened to the Rangers out there... Especially when she could do nothing more than just wait for any news, and make coffee until then. Sometimes, the role of being an assistant felt like being an over-glorified tea lady. "You having a good time, making a mess of things?" she said curtly, while glaring at him as he sat in the floor.
"Look, you want to help?" Ryo snapped. He bounced up to his feet, not noticing the sound of crunching as he stepped on a couple of mother-boards. "Then stop mocking me in my attempts at fixing this and help me, damn it! We don't even know if the Rangers are alright or even if they were able to transform, and you're sitting there glaring at me! Stop that, first off!"
"Well, I'm sorry, but when you act like an idiot and freak out, I will not cater to your insanity!" She shouted. She wanted to hop out of her wheel-chair, at that point, if only to just slap him in the face, to see if that would make him stop being so irrational. "Look, just wait for the professional to get here, and we can get the system working faster than having you standing here and try doing it yourself!"
"We do not have the time to wait!" Ryo shouted right back, "What if they're dead?! Can we really afford to wait a few minutes, just to wait for the technician to get here, when the Rangers could be in-"
"Hi Ryo," Hikari said, rather casually, as she peeked into the room.
"Hey, Hikari... Anyway, who knows what sorts of danger- The Rangers are back, aren't they?" Ryo asked, feeling like quite an outstanding idiot. Rei nodded, resisting the urge to gloat or to even say 'yeah, I told you so... By the way, you're standing on a mother-board'. The college dropout turned to the rest of the group, rubbing the back of his head rather awkwardly, "So, how was the fight?"
"Oh, it went pretty well..." With that, the Rangers entered the room, all looking rather more like something the dog dragged in, but not before attacking repeatedly, than the elite forces they were supposed to be. "Considering we nearly got killed. I'd say we did pretty well."
"What the hell happened out there, Akiyama!?" Daisuke shouted, while waving the transformation Badge for emphasis. Izumi nearly fell over, from his wild movements and jerks, "These things you gave us just shorted out right before we could even transform!"
Ryo looked to the ground, then noticing the fact he was standing on two of the mother-boards moved over a tad. "The... Computer fried, when all of you tried to transform at once." Ryo said, very quietly. "I tried to restart the computer, and reconfigure all of the information, but the machine short-circuited."
"It's not nearly a strong enough machine to even control transformation and the like... Even if the technician can get it back up and running," Rei said, looking over to the disassembled PC. The charred wiring, probably burned out from when the Rangers over-loaded it, melded with different motherboards and other connections, as a noxious smell, similar to melted army men, filled the room. "There's no way we can have any of you transformed in time to defend the HQ."
"Well, what are we supposed to do!?" Daisuke said, "We can't just stay here and wait until those wannabe Grim Reapers kill all of us."
"Dead-Core." Rei said. She paused, partially in thought, before adding, "Dead-Cores actually, as there's more than one of them."
"Wait a moment!" Izumi said. "You two haven't explained anything so far, besides we need training!"
"Yeah!" Daisuke said, before saying something rather outstanding, "I'm ranting about our bloody deaths, and you're correcting my grammar?! How am I supposed to know what those blade-hand things are called, anyway?" Jen nearly fell to his face, on that comment, as everyone else just stared at him oddly. "... What?"
"What he's trying to say..." Izumi said, while shooting a bit of a glance to him. "Is that, you two haven't told us anything about what Reaper Five or these Dead-Core things are. What's going on?"
On the mentioning of the Reaper Five, Rei turned pale. She clutched at the hand rests of the wheelchair, digging little claw-marks into the padding. Ryo, as he watched her reaction, wondered what caused her to react so violently to Reaper Five. "It's who's behind this..." Ryo responded. "The Reaper Five is a group, with the means and the resources to destroy the planet, right at their finger-tips. Unlike any other villain most of you have faced, this is not the run-of-the-mill monster who decided that earth would make a good vacation home; this is a human, just like any of us."
He glanced to each Rangers; Kouichi, at this point, was trying to bandage up his shoulder, as Jen helped him. Izumi set Daisuke into a chair, the boy finally recovering somewhat from the fight. And Hikari, still standing, stared at him and waited patiently for him to continue. "And I mean that from all sense of the word. The man, Yukio Oikawa, is a former member of the Rangers."
That, most certainly, caught their attention. Now, all eyes in the room were on him, save for one set. Rei wheel herself by the door, trying to see if McCoy was coming anytime soon. "He's one of the first eight Rangers, formally known as ProtoPurple."
"One of the first..." Even Izumi knew about the first eight Rangers... One of the first things a rookie learns too. Now, one was dead and two had gone permanently missing. Wait a minute... "If he's one of the founders, then he must know how a lot of Ranger codes and stuff, and a lot of the secrets too!"
Ryo nodded. "Yes... He's been using this to his advantage... Rumor has it that he intends on harnessing the powers of a very volatile digital force. Have any of you ever heard of the D-Reaper?"
Jen turned white, in that very instant. "No, that can't be... The HakkuRanger detained the D-Reaper back in Okinawa, not even a week ago. How can he harness it, if it's been captured, and reverted into its most primitive state?"
"It's only a rumor, at this point," Rei pointed out. "All we do know is that Oikawa is a danger not unlike anything we've faced because he knows everything to expect. He's a brilliant man, and knows how to use any information he has on us," she turned to everyone, looking each Ranger and Ryo in the eyes, "And I mean each one of us, to his own benefit."
"You seem to know a lot about this Oikawa..." Kouichi noted. Her eyes looked regretful when she spoke of him, and the expression on her face contorted to one of a possessive anger.
"Well, I should know this; as an assistant, I must tell you all what I can at this time." It wasn't the complete truth and she knew it. None of them suspected though, hopefully, except for Akiyama... He had to have realized she didn't tell him everything, but he seemed content with what he now knew, at least.
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The poor lackeys never suspected a thing.
Late at night, most were looking forward to the time in which they could go home, to eat simple meals of curry, rice, or fish prepared by their wives and, in some cases, husbands, to see school-age children who'd ask if they saw any Rangers or Digimon that day and how cool their work was, and to just relax away from the stress of the job. Most of the Digital World's gates were shut for the night, save for one or two used for communications and the like. Even the Digimon in the room, other programmers for the gates or body-guards, had no thoughts on danger, but on how they'd get to peruse the human world soon and see things beyond their imaginations. None of them even suspected any sort of danger up until the door suddenly burst open.
A horrific figure stood right in the way, a massive spider with the torso of a bug-eyed woman with white hair, hissing quite loudly at the group. Snapping out of a stupor, the Body-Guard monsters lunged into attack.
Within seconds, two Panjyamon swung for her torso, aiming for the slightly elongated neck. They never expected her to grab the swords in mid-air as they swung, not even suffering a gash from the blades on her hands. With barely a twinge of effort, she pushed the blades back at the same time, sending the two Digimon flying into a nearby computer terminal.
"Imperfection... Callously created creatures, not even worth my time." The massive spider-woman growled. Her voice sounded dreadful to the ears, a grave and grainy sort of voice that rang closer to a bestial tongue than a human one. A flash of black and red flung itself at her, biting deeply into her arm. Gritting her teeth in pain, she looked at the beast, a Dobermon, as it made a strong effort in order to maul her arm to nothing. With a snap of the wrist, he went flying off similar in fashion to the prior icy lions, slamming hard into a nearby wall.
She glanced at her arm, noting the thick, nearly black ooze dripping from her veins. "At least one of you has some competence." She snarled, rubbing the limb. Then, her mouth gapes open, the bones of the jaw crackling and popping as she did so. "Acid Mist!" she screeched, as putrid, green mists blasted into the room. Everyone in the room, various weak-strength programmers and bodyguards alike collapsed at the scent of the noxious gases, several going into severe coughing fits as they fell over.
As they writhed on the floor, hacking and fainting from the noxious gasses, Arukenimon watched. Their desperate gagging, dizzy movements, all evidence on how weak they were... Perhaps she should show mercy on the dog, however. She clutched her arm, the congealed red liquid seeping from the wound. He did more to her than any of the others ever hoped to accomplish... Pity that he'd have to die, just like the rest, she thought, as she walked to a computer terminal, with all intentions to find a much needed source code. Hopefully, the last computer to log into the Dark-Ocean was not the one that just got destroyed by oncoming dog-like Digimon.
A good distance away, the red and black dog laid on his side. His limbs hung limply over the destroyed PC and table, his left back leg dangling precariously over the side of the table. His eyes were shut, as if he'd been knocked out. However, if one was to watch the leg of the dog-like monster, one could see the toes press on the table haphazardly. Although it seemed to be some sort of death knoll, he had a reason for doing as such.
Indeed, the reason soon became clear, as he pressed a hidden panel under the desk. A few seconds later, a high-pitched squeal rang through the building, setting forth a distress cry.
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"Excuse me?" A young woman with platinum-blonde hair stood in the doorway, carrying a bag full of spare computer parts. "Is this Room 220?"
Rei wheeled over, taking a moment to bow, before she said "Yes, please come right in, Miss McCoy... I don't think you have enough equipment to fix the problem actually..."
"Oh, please just call me Alice! And if that's the case, we can always use an auxiliary system..." The technician looked at the rubble of the previous computer, burnt-out wiring, broken mother-boards, and all of that fun. "... Unless it's going to come back in that condition, of course."
"Well, most of that's my fault, actually." Ryo said, as he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
"What did you do, attack the poor machine?" Alice asked, incredulously, as she picked up some of the cracked motherboards. "What, did you step on them?"
"I did?" He asked, flabbergasted. She held up one of the two motherboards, a clear crack running right through it. As if to make her statement clearer, Alice wiggled the motherboard, allowing both sides to start shifting in different directions from one another. "Oh... I guess I wasn't as careful as I should've been."
Alice shot him a sharp glare, before going on, muttering something rather dark about inept computer-users and goats. With that, he turned back to the Ranger, still blushing a bit. "We need to get you guys out there somehow..." He said, "Hey, do any of you have your old transformers?"
The rangers retrieved the older models of transformers, some sounding a bit questioning as they looked for their items. Each one took out an odd-shaped bit of electronics, before placing them on the table before Ryo and Rei. Both of their faces lit up, as Ryo took out a small screwdriver, one most likely meant for glasses. "I don't understand why you'd need these..." Jen said, "Most of them should be de-activated by now."
"Well, if we're lucky..." Ryo picked up a bright red object, similar in make and shape to a Wonderswan, and began to toy with it. After a few moments, the machine beeped into life, playing a few lines of some cheerful music. "Yes! They really are useless!"
"Hey!"
"Not the transformers..." Ryo held up the red transformer, the screen completely activated. "When you get transferred out, as some of you should know, they usually take apart the old transformers, to use the suits for new Rangers. However, either they never took in Daisuke's, or they did such a shoddy job of disabling it, that the Ranger-mode is still usable!"
"So..." Jen continued, "We can still use the old suits, at least for now, since they're still active." Thank god... Any ranger suit would be better than no suit at all, especially at this time. Ryo worked swiftly with each one, handing each transformer to their rightful Ranger. Now, they had to go finish off a quick battle...
Nearby klaxons on the walls began flashing, blaring an irritatingly high squeal into the room. Instinctively, everyone clutched their ears, as the noise softened slightly, at least to tolerable ear level. "What's going on!?" Izumi shrieked, as she winced from the noise. Her eardrums felt like they were bleeding now, and the bright white lights shone so bright that it made seeing something actually difficult.
"Trouble." Daisuke said, getting up from his seat. The shrill noise stopped bothering him after a moment, and he felt ready, or at least ready enough to fight! Even though he felt a wave of dizziness, as he stood up, he'd have to fight whoever this was.
"Even worse trouble than before." Hikari noted, as she took the cell-phone shaped transformer right from Ryo. "Something worse than the Dead-Cores must've gotten in, and we need to go stop it right now!"
"ArmoRed! Suit up for battle!"
"ShadBlue! Enshroud!"
"Log-in! HakkuGreen!"
"For the world's safety! ChoPink!"
Izumi stared at the rest of the Rangers, first incredulously, before noticing how they looked. All of them looked ready to go defend the HQ, ready to give their lives, just to catch the bad-guy in the end. Even Hikari and Daisuke looked... Heroic, as they got into transformation positions, preparing to go and fight. Yes, it was this that made her join the Digital Police in the first place; this sense of strength and valor. There would be no reason to complain now, she thought as she readied her own transformer, for that wouldn't be brave of her to whine.
"... Mother Earth, give me strength! ElePurple!"
--
Damn alarms. Irritating noise, that made her ears ache something awful. No other justified purpose for them in the building... No Rangers were here, this late at night. Not to mention the closest home for any of the Tokyo-District Rangers was somewhere closer to Roppongi than Shinjuku, so all that remained to defend the base were a couple of lower-strength perfects. Perhaps even an extremely weak Ultimate and that was just being kind. By the time anyone worthy of an actual fight got there, she'd be long gone... And, hopefully, so would be their little base.
That's when Arukenimon heard the sharp bang from the door. She turned, only to see five... Well, what appeared to be five mad teens in neon-shaded spandex suits, rolling from the doorway, to right in front of her. Each one gave a little shout of effort, as they gave an entrance flip, going into some sort of arrangement. Was there Rangers still in the building? If that was the case, where were the rest of their teams? None of the suits or helms matched, all with wild differences between each other.
"For the crime of breaking and entering, and making the damn alarm go off!" The Red Ranger in the center shouted. He pointed at her, the burn marks on his gloves evident all over his fingers and palms, "You're under arrest, so you'd better give up now, lady!"
"Even the world of darkness finds you intolerable." The Blue (or was it Black? The suit was so dark, she could barely tell) Ranger said, his voice nary a whisper. Removing both swords from his side, he let them drag on the, clanging a little on the cold tiled ground. "If you do not surrender to the shadows now, then it's off to hell you go."
"I know martial arts, I will kill you if need be, and I know how to use computers effectively." The Green Ranger said, making a quick roundhouse kick to illustrate his point. His suit looked less fear-inspiring than it did look... Really shiny. Really, goddamn shiny. "Tell us your reasons, or I'll be forced to use my skills on you. Ph34r."
"Even now, I know you have no guilt in your heart for what you've done." The Pink Ranger said, making a traditionally Christian hand movement, a Hail Mary. The only Ranger in a skirt, she stood daintily as she posed, making a hand pose Arukenimon once saw in some Magical Pretty Girl show. "Maybe the gods have mercy on you, at your judgment."
"Look at the weather, as you face us now!" The last one, a Ranger in a suit that looked like such a light purple it was white. Her suit had a more masculine cut than the other girl, so she gave a few quick movements into the air. "Even Mother Nature finds you to be disgusting!"
With that last speech, the five of them reverted into attack position, an action that would've been so much more impressive had they actually matched up once they did as such. Rather, it just looked clumsy now.
"ArmoRed!" The Red Ranger said, before giving it a moment and adding, "Wait! I mean DejiRed!"
"Oh right..." The Blue Ranger came out of his stance, as he shifted to a more comfortable position. "That means I'm DejiBlue, right?"
The Green Ranger shook his head, before saying "Right now, I'm HakkuGreen. That's really good enough."
"Should we even use our old names now?" The Pink Ranger asked, as she looked slightly confused. "I know we're in our old suits, but we're still DejiRanger, right?"
"I'm ElePurple!" The nearly-White Ranger proclaimed. Then, she said "No, I'm DejiWhite! No, DejiPurple! No- Oh, darn, this is confusing!" She held her head in hands, shaking it softly. "I don't know who I am!"
"What on earth are you children doing?" Arukenimon asked, totally befuddled. Were these really Rangers, or did some otaku get loose into the building? Either way, they had to be seriously joking. And did they say something about... DejiRanger? The supposed force of elites capable of bringing, gods forbid, the Reaper Five down? Her tinted lips cracked into a slight smile. "So, you're the Elite Forces..." She muttered, a guttural tone slowly slithering into her throat. "Yet none of you even match in your uniforms or your speeches..."
"Well, it's only been a few hours..." DejiRed said, rubbing the back of his helmet. "And our uniforms are all messed up right now, so we need to use our old ones- OW!" DejiGreen, or HakkuGreen as he'd said, just elbowed him hard in the chest. He rubbed his ribs, muttering "You don't even want us to call you DejiGreen in the first place."
"Even if that's the case, you don't go telling the villain all the problems we're currently having." HakkuGreen said. Had he not been wearing a helmet, it would be obvious that he glared at DejiRed.
She glanced at the computer. Ninety-eight percent of the coding information was saved into disk. Enough time for a quick round in combat. Arukenimon stood up, keeping her eyes on the DejiRanger team as she did. Perhaps this was all some sort of clever ruse, to catch her off her guard. The DejiRanger team could not be this inept, not even getting a coherent speech with each other. "So, the best and the brightest of the Digital Police force..."
All five Rangers realized why she stood up; going into the most fearsome attack positions they could muster. Daisuke reached for his guns before noticing all of the people around her. Not the best idea; these people couldn't run off, if they needed too. He'd just have to stick with super-speed with the creepy chick. Izumi just lagged back a little from the scene, as she took out her bow. She needed a direct shot this time, no misses.
"Evolve!" The woman shouted, as she dashed at an ungodly speed to the Rangers. Her legs contorted, twisting to points along with her waist. Her sunglasses fell over her head, exposing bug-eyes, wide and lacking of any true sanity. Her face gnarled from a pretty pert set of lips to a twisted vulgar mouth, fangs hanging out from the sides. Immediately, she slammed into DejiBlue, sending the ranger flying into the wall.
DejiRed dashed over to her, his suit a red and black blur as he ran. At first, Arukenimon seemed dazed at the sheer speed that he ran, having a hard time either pegging him with a hand or a pointed leg. This would be the best strategy to hit her with, DejiRed though as he kicked and punched at her torso wildly. At this speed, he would definitely not be blocked or tossed aside like DejiBlue. At least, that's what he thought until he realized he hadn't smacked her once. With each kick, with each punch, with each blow, the spider-woman merely shifted her body a little. All he hit, looking at his fists a bit, was hair. Little strings of silver remained on his fists.
"Will you..." He said, his breathes heavily haggard, "Hold... Still... For one minute!" DejiRed punched directly at her face, only for his fist to be caught in her hand. Arukenimon squeezed tightly, before swinging the boy, arm and all, into the ground. He struggled to get back up, but his body felt faint. He collapsed no sooner than he stood up.
She towered menacingly over the last three Rangers, a rasping gurgle emitting from her throat as she lurched to them. DejiPink and DejiGreen looked to each other than to DejiWhite, both nodding at each other. "Listen, DejiWhite, we're going to melee onto her at the moment," said DejiGreen.
"All of us?" DejiWhite asked confusedly, as she held her bow pointed to the ground, the arrow only partly strung into the right place. DejiPink shook her head.
"Just me and DejiGreen. Listen, you stay back, and shoot her with an arrow." DejiWhite was completely horrified with the comment, but before she could argue, DejiPink added "Look, I know you're not very good with it... But DejiGreen's rocket-launcher arm is too dangerous for an area with so many civilians and my knuckles are a close-range weapon. You're the best shot we have!"
"I am?!" DejiWhite said. "Well, if that's the case I'll have to do it..." Yes, as if she didn't have enough pressure to not screw up, now she was the only shot the team's best shot. She felt like she was going to... Well, she couldn't screw up now! She was, after all, one of the good guys! If anything, all of this pressure would make the victory a bit more fulfilling! Under her helmet, she grinned a bit cockily. "You guys can count on me!'
"Thank you, DejiWhite!" DejiPink said, before she turned right back to Arukenimon and jumping at her, trying to aim a crescent kick for her head. DejiGreen nodded with that and slide-kicked one of her pointed legs, or at least attempting to. Arukenimon stepped up, and then slammed the same pointed foot into DejiGreen's stomach harshly. She grabbed DejiPink leg with her left hand, then lifted the poor girl into the. As she swung the pink Ranger wildly, Arukenimon kicked DejiGreen's chest, as he tired to regain his breathe. The boy went flying, slamming into a nearby computer desk.
DejiPink struggled to keep her mind at ease, trying to focus on her mind's vast powers. However, the wild and chaotic swinging only worked to make her dizzy. Arukenimon held the girl, upside down, to her face, and asked "Had enough?" DejiPink only whimpered some sort of reply, before Arukenimon smashed her onto the floor, the force knocking the girl out.
As she stood back up, an arrow whizzed right by Arukenimon's head, slicing a little bit of her hair. She looked up, to see DejiWhite, as the Ranger readied a new arrow into the holster, while muttering several words in what sounded like Italian to herself. Arukenimon stood up, glaring at the girl, and holding up some of the diced off hair. "Oh, really, do you have any hope of getting it right? You're not even holding your bow correctly."
She's just trying to psyche me out, Izumi thought. Her hands quivered, slipping from the quiver of the arrow repeatedly. The tip barely stayed in place for a second, as she struggled to keep the bow in her grasp. I need to do this right... Hikari said everyone's counting on me... I can't fail... She let go of the arrow, hoping it would fly true. Indeed, it flew strong, flying straight for Arukenimon's face. Izumi gave a mental cheer, until the arrow went flying to the side.
Arukenimon smacked the arrow out of her sight, with barely any effort. She glared at DejiWhite, before holding up her hair, then shrieking "Spirit needle!" The hairs all shifted, from a soft and limp form to that of steel points. The arrows went all directions, piercing the five rangers in shoulders, joints, and torsos. DejiWhite fell to the ground, holding her side as she whimpered in pain.
Arukenimon's form twisted, back to the lithe female figure from before. She pushed a tuff of hair from her face, frowning at the shortened cut the front section now had, before walking back to the computer. The download just finished, and a red CD popped from the computer's hard drive. "Pathetic." She said, as she walked by the fallen Rangers, shooting each of them a glance. Most were unconscious, except for DejiWhite, who could barely even stand she was in so much pain.
"Mio lato..." she said, struggling to get up from her knees. Arukenimon cleared her throat, causing the girl to look up at her. Oh man, was she ever screwed... She couldn't even stand up, much less fight. "Merda..." DejiWhite whimpered, as she put her arms in front of her, trying to simulate a stance.
Arukenimon merely scoffed, as she watched the Ranger. "Is this the best the Rangers can do?" She said, glaring at each of them, especially at DejiWhite. "I didn't even break a sweat in that poor excuse of a fight... Either the standards for this place have gone down since the last time I was here, or this is some sort of joke. Either way, I'm not amused..." She reached down, her hand reverting back into the clawed grip from before, with all intents on snapping DejiWhite's neck. Then, it stopped, right in front of the girl's face.
"No..." Arukenimon said, as she shook her head. "No, it's not worth the effort to kill you. You'll probably die in the next few minutes anyway, and if not then, you'll die in combat against me." As her hand reverted back to a human make, she left the room, but not before adding. "Don't expect this to be done yet..."
--
Police, not the Digital Police variety, but the SAT teams, scoured the building, seeking out hostile life. Medics, from several ambulances, helped dragged out the injured and the dead, as officers helped escorted those in shock or just terror from the scene, for questioning. A young man helped out a woman in a red dress, she holding her arm as it bleed heavily all over the already-crimson outfit.
"Miss, you know you'll need to go for questioning, right?" Officer Tawakemono asked. He steadied the young woman, who felt limp in his arms. She looked up, her white hair obscuring her face a little.
"Questioning... Yeah, sure, I think I can do that..." She said, her voice quivering a little. She muttered a few things to herself, something along the lines of "father will be most displeased..." not looking into the officer's face but just beyond him. Of course, he didn't know that; the large purple sunglasses covered her eyes. Odd that someone would insist on the glasses so late at night... Tawakemono decided to ask her about this later. Then, she started to sob a little more.
"Oh! Oh, please calm down, Miss! Miss..."
"Harigane Arumi..." She said, her voice sounding the slightest bit icy on 'Arumi'. "My father... My father..." Stopping suddenly, the woman in red sat on the stairs to the Ranger Headquarters, curling up into a little ball. "Oh god."
"What?" Tawakemono dropped to her level, kneeling down beside her. She didn't bother looking to him, instead crying into her lap. Tapping on her shoulder, he didn't expect Arumi to suddenly grab onto him, crying onto his shoulder. The young man patted her on the head, trying to calm her as best as he could. "Something happened to your father, didn't it?"
"I... I wouldn't know..." She sniffed. "I didn't see him on my way down. And I'm worried that... That psychotic spider may have gotten him..." Arumi looked to the young man, his eyes meeting her sunglasses. "Do you know if they might've seen him?"
"I... I haven't seen him." The young man said, sadly. But wait! He could go inside and look for the poor young woman's father. She could get to an ambulance, on her own, and he'll go look for her father. Tawakemono looked at Arumi, the strife etched onto her face. He couldn't just leave her like this, worried about her father... "But, tell you what, I'll go and look for him right now! You just head over the ambulances yourself, and get stitched up, and I'll go look for your pop! How will that work?"
She looked into his face, her expression lightening. "You-You will?" Arumi stuttered. Giving a small smile, she added. "It's very kind of you..."
"Nonsense! It's just part of my job, ma'am!" He said, getting up to his feet. "You're father... What am I looking for?"
"His name is Harigane Yukio." She said. With that, the officer nodded, and headed back to the base, while shouting out the older man's name Arumi smiled sadly, as she watched the young man leave.
After a moment, the expression shifted. Instead of pain, misery and hope, her expression became unreadable, as she stood up, walking away. She didn't walk to the ambulances parked by the side, nor did she head back to the building to wait for the officer. Rather, she veered left, heading to a mostly-desolate parking lot. Barely anyone noticed, as she left the area; people had to deal with injured charges and the dead, before worrying about a strange woman with some scratches on her arm.
Over in the empty lot, two men waited for her silently. The three barely exchanged words, as they walked by, only nodding to each other. They walked past a broken Jaguar, the windshield broken to bits, not noticing a low-grade hum coming from the trunk of the car. Within moments, the trio disappeared, not to be seen by anyone else that night. Even then, the trio would be the last thing on anyone's mind, in a moment.
The Jaguar started to shift and bounce, like a car in a music video. The back bucked and bounced, as a scratching noise grew from the back. Several cops, including young Officer Tawakemono, rushed over to the scene, as the noises grew worse.
The commotion grew worse, as the trunk began to bubble and pop. At first, it looked like it could be a bomb or some form of explosive device. Then, a handprint slammed itself into the metal. Some cops stood back, and decided to hold their ground; others took out their guns, ready to fire whenever the beast in the car, whatever it was, decided to pop out.
It wouldn't play out like that. Instead, the car began to bloat, the metal stretching like a piece of aluminum foil. The figure emerging from the car, looking vaguely dragonic in shape and form, bent the steel to itself, enveloping its body in the remains like a blanket. The figure looked generic at first, but a face and body emerged from the car as it changed and morphed, looking ever so slightly like a Greymon, only with a metallic claw. Shredding through the steel, a MetalGreymon roared to the sky, still increasing in size. This was no ordinary MetalGreymon though; his body was black, the formerly blue lines of the average MetalGreymon a bright yellow on him. The metal parts all looked much more defined, especially his artificial eyes, which glowed blood-red
Officers shot at the beast, some erratically and fearful, some controlled and accurate. Either way, the bullets had little effect. He snorted, as the guns continued to fire, his girth speeding along. It was no time at all before he outgrew the car, the small bits of steel flattening or punctured by his feet. With only one swing of a leg, BlackMetalGreymon kicked the majority of the cops aside, most going flying and crashing onto the ground. Soon, the masses of ambulance and others could see him easily, as he finally stopped growing, reaching the same height as the Digital Police Headquarters.
"Good baby..." Arukenimon said, as she watched her precious experiment grow. At the safety of a nearby alleyway, Reaper Five stood to view the carnage. Oikawa seemed content to stare into space, as he held the CD containing the codes needed to activate a gate to the Dark Ocean. He could care less what would happen now, as long as they got back... Seemed only fair to make Arukenimon happy, and let her watch her dear pet destroy the Rangers.
Mummymon just watched with a great interest, his eyes lit up and wide. Such amazing chaos that she could create... With only a few hours, she created a god in her lab. Oh, if only he could watch each time she sent out one of these beasts, to see her as joyous as she was now... Then, he'd be a very happy mummy. He opted not to say anything; no words could express what he wanted to say to her, at this time. And, even if they did, it would still be rude to ruin her happy mood, like hearing him talk usually did for her.
BlackMetalGreymon glared at the Ranger headquarters, at the pristine white cleanness of the building. It stared for a long while, before lunging, swinging a claw right for the building.
--
A pair of people ran down the halls, racing as fast as normal people could ever hope to achieve. The pair, a brunette young man and a young woman with blonde pigtails dashed through the emptied building, both going the same route. They were on a desperate search and hunt, struggling to find people. Or in the case of the woman, a person and a monster. At a corner, they both stopped, to catch a breath.
"Listen..." The woman said, as she panted harshly. "We... We need to split up. You need to find... Find the Rangers... God, I knew I shouldn't have run up five bloody flights of stairs..."
"You're telling me..." Ryo replied, as he gasped harshly. He bent over, if only to allow the dizzying effects of not breathing quite right for a few minutes fade. "Look, as soon as you find Dobermon and your grandfather, then just get to the bottom level, any possible way you can." The young woman nodded, before starting a breakneck run again, taking a few moments to jog before dashing off. Ryo gasped and gagged a little, as he watched her run. "Well... You could've taken a breather first."
"It wouldn't be the best idea to stay in one place too long at the moment... There could be more Dead-Cores then the ones detained downstairs. And, if not, there's always a Spider-Monster running around." DejiPink said, as she limped over to the elder boy. He nearly jumped, from the sight of the five DejiRanger, beaten and torn up, as they hobbled to him.
"Rangers!" His eyes light up, at the sight of the team. "You need to stop sneaking up on me like that!" Ryo shouted, as they over to him, bloody seeping from tears in the spandex. "What the hell happened to you guys?!" He said, as he helped support DejiPink up.
"What do you think happened? We got whipped like schoolgirls in a bad porno, that's what happened." DejiGreen said. "There was some sort of... Spider-woman up in there, and she all but killed us."
"..." DejiWhite was oddly silent, as she stood there. Ever since the fight, she'd barely said anything, just choosing to walk behind her teammates instead. It's not as if they said anything about the loss to her... But DejiPink said they were counting on her. And what did she do? Screw up with the arrows yet again. At times, she hated the weapon more than anything else... But she wasn't proficient with anything else, except the pin-wheel, and they didn't have that one as a standard Ranger weapon. Maybe now she was elite, she could get one...
She, an elite; boy, that's a cruel joke. A hand rested on her shoulder. Looking over, she saw DejiBlue. He seemed to be trying to say something to her, stumbling a little on what was in his mind. Still, DejiBlue wasn't too comfortable with talking to other members of the team yet, but at least he still tried. "Well... You need to... How do I say...? You know, I can..." Then, he just looked away. "I... I don't know what to say."
"Oh?" DejiWhite said. Adopting a more cheerful tone of voice, she said "Oh, don't worry about me! I just need to practice with the arrows more, and then I should be alright!"
"You sure you're not upset?" He asked. At the cheerful girl's nod, he eased up a little. "Well, if anything else happens..." I can offer you help, he thought. He couldn't bring himself to say it thought... What if, in helping her, he lost it and kill- He looked to the ground, trying to dispel horrible thoughts from his mind. "If anything happens..."
"... They won, you know." DejiGreen muttered. "It did nothing the fact we went up there. Now, all it did was made us look foolish."
"They won nothing!" DejiRed snapped. "So, we just got a little beat up! There will be other battles!"
"... How can you expect to win, though? None of us even know each other..." DejiPink said, softly. All she knew was just a little bit about DejiRed's past in NYC and that DejiBlue was very shy. "We can't work as a team when we've virtual strangers."
"Well, we'll find a way to win!" DejiRed shouted. "Even if it meant we spend all night talking about our grand-fathers and things that happened when we were little kids, we'll figure out a way to work together, and we will not loose again!"
"Even if that's the case we still lost here though." DejiGreen said sadly. DejiRed fumed at him and the down DejiPink. Ryo said nothing, but held DejiPink up. After tonight, he'd need to train them double-time... If Rei was telling the truth, then this would just be the beginning. Then the klaxons began to blare again, as the building began to shake horribly. "The hell!?"
"And an earthquake too?! What a shitty day this is!" DejiRed shouted, as he grabbed onto a nearby wall. The hallway shook violently, sending picture-frames and a nearby water-cooler to the floor. The group held fast to anything bolted down, until the rumbling ceased for a moment. A door fell to the side, after the quake, exposing a window.
"I don't think... It's an Earthquake, Red..." DejiPink said, her voice no louder than a terrified whisper. An electronic eye peeked into the room, scanning everything in there. Then, the eye left the window, revealing more of a dinosaur-like skull as it walked by. "That's a... That's a..."
"We need the Zords, Ryo!" DejiRed shouted, the rest of the group nodding in agreement, a bit of a surprise to Ryo. "If we stand any chance of beating that thing, it'll have to be in large-robot-format!"
"But... But the Zords aren't ready!" Ryo stuttered, as he waved his hands a bit. This argument would've had a lot more substance, had his cell phone decided that would be the perfect time to start playing "Ready Steady Go". He picked up the beeping phone, to hear Rei. "... What? You mean they... Didn't you say they'd be ready next week? ... I see. Only that much..."
"Hey, is this about the Zords? This is about them, isn't it?" DejiRed asked. Ryo waved a hand over the ranger's face, in some attempt to silence him, as he turned to a corner. One nod, then two; after saying some informal goodbye, he hung up the phone. "Well, what did she say?"
"DejiZord Perfect is ready for action... Hope you're all ready for combat." Ryo sounded absolutely stupefied, as he spoke, completely disturbed. Hadn't Rei said that they weren't expecting a Reaper Five attack until a few weeks; and if that was the case, then why the rush to finish the Zords?
--
The Digital Police Headquarters shook with each attack, each blown done to it, as BlackMetalGreymon slashed and clawed at the building in an insane rage. No... Insane rage was not a fitting description for his state of mind. To be enraged would mean that you could feel emotions, that you could have different states between rage and calm. BlackMetalGreymon had nothing of the sort. He didn't even feel the flashing flaming-ice feeling of angry, as he torn into the building, scorching the walls into a deep black. All he felt was loyalty.
A deep sense of loyalty, telling him this was what he must do... Mustn't make mother angry or sad, even if he didn't know what that meant. All it meant, to him, was he had a job to do. Roaring fantastically, he stepped back a few paces.
No one on the street thought he was abandoning the battle; not for a second. People ran in a blind panic in the roads, trying to get out of the way of the deranged Wild One, or what they thought was a Wild One anyway. He didn't show any reaction to the people as they ran from him, screaming and terrified from him. No sense of superiority, no guilt, nothing seemed to come to him, watching humans run by. If anything, they seemed a little loud.
Looking to his goal, the falsehood Digimon scrapped his feet on the ground, preparing to head butt the building. That would finish his goals, quickly, and make mother extremely happy... Giving one last growl, he charged, lowering his head for direct impact, an impact that never came. Instead, he stopped short of his goal, as a robotic figure wrapped arms around his neck, entrapping him into a headlock.
The robot picked up the beast, by grabbing the tail with one hand, while the other hand kept wrapped around his head. With a tremendous toss, BlackMetalGreymon went flying to the ground, as the robot slammed it, face first. The ground shook and cracked, as it crashed, the metallic structure of BlackMetalGreymon scrapping horrendously on the stony concrete below.
For a few moments, the ground grew quiet, as people stopped running and turned to see the robot that just performed the takedown. The robot, a five-colored figure, looked so odd that it could not be a natural Digimon or even man-made... No, with its appearance, an oddly bulky monster, with a pinwheel as its strange weapon of choice, there was only one thing it could be.
"Oh, thank god, they've finally arrived!" One woman called out from the crowd, finally elated. "It's a Zord! The Rangers have finally come to save us!" Slowly, the crowd went from scared out of their wits to a cheering section for the Rangers. The robot, a Zord as the woman called it, looked to the crowd, confusedly. Usually, the robots would wave or, in case of arrogant Digimon at the controls, would actually pose and try to keep the publics eye. However, this Zord reacted strangely; instead of showing signs of gratitude, the robot stared at the audience.
It stared so deeply, that it never expected a black and yellow blur to tackle it, sending the robot off of its feet. Only with a little bit of luck, did the Zord manage not to hit the building on its fall, instead just falling on onto its rear, in a most undignified way. BlackMetalGreymon shrieked into the fallen Zord's face, grabbing the top of the helm as it did so.
The crowd began to shout and worry, most trying to get a better sight of the two large masses fighting, as BlackMetalGreymon grasped the Zord's head. It didn't look good for the Rangers inside the robot, especially as, due to common knowledge, everyone knew where the cockpit was; right inside the helmet, that BlackMetalGreymon was trying to crush with his bare hands.