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Chapter 4

In Davis' bathroom…

Time again for the daily checkup thought Davis as he looked into his reflection. Let's see, well at least my feet and hands haven't changed again and I don't have a tail. But now I have those weird things on Veemon's head. Well since I still have my normal ears I guess those things are horns. Funny how I always wondered about that. Great now I have scales on the side of my chest. Well at least they are not on my stomach though. To bad it's not Halloween or else I would be all set.

Later on that afternoon…

"Davis will you stop pacing," demanded his mother.

"Sorry I'm just a little anxious," Davis replied.

"Why are you so anxious?"

"Well It's because the test results will be coming in soon," lied Davis, showing a rare instance of intuition.

"That is no reason to wear a grove into the floor. Beside the slime on your foot has cleared up and if your scales are still pale then you should take better care of them."

The slime has cleared up? thought Davis. Well Yolei will want to hear about that.

"I didn't notice."

"That is your problem Davis, you only care about something as long as it bothers or interests you. Heaven forbid that you take care of things on a regular basis."

"sorry mom."

"Don't "Sorry mom" me. Do something about it."

"yes mom."

"Good so just sit down somewhere and do something."

"Hey mom."

"Yes Davis?"

"How are, you know, doing?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You know, that thing."

"Davis spit it out."

"How have you changed?" he quickly stammered.

"Why didn't you just say so? Or are you embarrassed about these changes?"

"well…you see…"

"Ah ha. I thought so. Davis these changes are chaotic and unpredictable. No one knows if they will end up being a morph. It's a thing you should embrace not fear. It's not like their hasn't been any morphs before you."

"Yeah, name one."

"why their good oh what's his name?"

"See you can't even name one."

"Well look at it this way, Would I be so calm if it was in any way dangerous?"

"No," said Davis adding under his breath, "That's what worries me."

"Good," concludes his mother not hearing his additional comment. "That ends that discussion."

"What about my question?"

"We don't go asking what has happened to you, so respect our wish for privacy."

Finally she calls thinks Davis as he rushes to the phone. "Hello."

"Hey Davis."

"Hey Yolei. How was your day and how is your arm?"

"well my arm looks like it's fully changed and my other arm looks like it did yesterday."

"and your feet?"

"I think I'll to where only sandals soon."

"That's not good. So did you find anyone at school?"

"Let's just say it's time for bad news and worse news."

"What's the bad news?"

"I forgot about PE"

"Oh. So did every one see?"

"Yeah, and that leads up to the worse news."

"What is the worse news?" said Davis, bracing for the worst.

"No one is showing any of the changes…"

"That's great news."

"I'm not finished. But no one noticed my arm as something really out of the ordinary. They mostly treated me like I just got my hair cut in a new style."

"That is worse."

"Well at least I won't have to miss school."

"Yolei you are the only one who could say missing school was a bad thing."

"Speaking of missing school, we need to get the project ready since Cody will likely be back at school once I tell him the news."

"Yolei I think that your mind is being effected by the virus."

"No I am just looking at this logically. This virus is going to change people but not change society, so I feel that it is still important to get a proper education."

"Well at least I know why it won't effect your mind."

"why is that?"

"It would get so confused it would die off before it could figure your mind out enough to change it."
"Funny Davis."

"sorry I couldn't resist."

"What ever. Look Davis we have to worry about more than just the virus. If the virus isn't contained or if it can't be contained the whole world will eventually be full of hybrids like we are becoming. There for it is our greater responsibility to make sure we get a proper education."

"Yolei, you are nuts."

"Davis, have you any news for me?" asked Yolei completely ignoring his previous comment.

"Well I finally found out what those things on Veemon's head are."

"Oh. Did you gain any other appendages?"

"let's see…nope. But my mom did notice that the slime on my foot is gone."

"Interesting. Go on."

"also my mom gave me a lecture on how I should be proud of being a hybrid or morph as she put it."

"That doesn't surprise me."

"And then I asked her to name one other morph before me when she clamed that there was others."

"Hmm a flaw in the virus. Interesting."

"So how is your arm?"

"I think the changes are accelerating since now I have full length feathers up to my elbow."

"Why would it be speeding up?"

"I have no idea, I can only assume it is from the virus infected me for a length of time that it gains momentum like it had with you and Cody."

"I had forgot that the virus had speeded up. But it seams to me to be slowing down."

"Maybe not, it could just be slower because it is harder to create new limbs."

"So are you saying I might have a stub of a tail on my but?"

"Not exactly Davis."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Basically it builds the entire limb below the surface of your skin which takes time and then it forces it to surface while it creates the new skin, which the virus has proven to be able to do effortlessly."

"Yolei, when did we get to the biology lesson?"

"I was just telling you how it would take longer to make a new limb."

"You could have just said it happens relatively instantly."

"Davis don't trip over those big words."

"Hah Hah. Funny Yolei."

"thank you Davis. But lately something has been bothering me."

"What's the bad new then?"

"Not this again Davis."

"Well is it good news?"

"Well…no."

"Then I was right."

"What ever floats your boat. Any way, I was wondering if their could have been any one that could have gotten this virus form whatever source that you did Davis."

"Yolei, when do you find time to come up with just how something is probably worse."

"Listen Davis, Just because I am trying to inform you of how the virus works and the information isn't to your liking, you have no right to crack jokes at me at every little instance."

"Okay, Okay, mercy, uncle. Besides it's not like you haven't done the same to me."

"Let's just call a truce on the jokes."

"fine by me."

"So do you have any other new for me?"

"Well you haven't thought of anything about the slime on my foot clearing up."

"For once I have no clue what that means. It could be that you can't infect any one else or it could mean that the virus has changed how it is transfer."

"well have you or Cody had any excess moisture?"

"No."

"So I would guess the later."

"That virus must be really busy in your head Davis.'

"What happened to the truce, Yolei?

"I'm sorry but it is so unlike you to say any thing that doesn't have to do with soccer and still make sense or not be completely obvious."

"so what difference does that make?"

"Well it makes it much easier and more tempting to do."

"Yolei is their any thing else you need to tell me?"

"Not until I call Cody."

"Good than bye," said Davis swiftly hanging the phone up. "I should have done that a long time ago. Yolei needs to calm down a lot."

Meanwhile at the other end of the phone line…

"Davis you just renewed your death warrant," said Yolei not in the slightest bit calm. "you will rue this Davis," she shouted, causing her family to take several steps away from her. After several shouts and her family's complete retreat form the room, she calmed down to a plotting anger and was able to call Cody with out sounding very angry.

"Hello?" came Cody's mother's voice.

"Is Cody there?"

"One moment please."

"Hello," came Cody's voice.

"Hi Cody."

"hey Yolei."

"how your condition?"

"Well my legs are the same and my arms have followed my legs and now I have armor on them too."

"anything else?"

"yeah my forehead now has some kind of armor plate on it with this weird pattern of a red diamond and four red lines."

"That reminds me, What was your partner in the digital world game?"

"Armadillomon. Why do you ask?"

"well yesterday me and Davis discovered that we are becoming our a hybrid with what our partner digimon in the game."

"So that means that I am going to become a Armadillomon hybrid?"

"Basically."

"so how is Davis?"

"well he got the first set of new parts already."

"Which parts?"

"Horns."

"so that's what those things are on Veemon, I never quite tell if they were ears or horns."

"Now you know. Has your family been normal?"

"depends on how you define normal. If you meant they are acting like nothing out of the ordinary is going on, then yes. If you meant they are acting how they should, then no."

"That reminds me, The kids at school saw my arm and treated it like it was no different that a new hair cut."

"So is every one at school infected?"

"Some are and since they are unaware of the virus they are going to keep on going to school."

"And the virus will keep on spreading."

"So all of us should head to school."

"Are you sure about this?"

"I'm positive, there is no other way for them to have been so completely uninterested in it."

"Okay, if you say so."

"I had also found out something like a flaw in the virus."

"what is it?"

"Despite the fact that the virus rewires most of it's victims brains to make them not think that the changes are any thing out of , it can not interfere with their memories."

"How did you find this out?"

"Davis had asked his mom to name any other morphs that she could remember, but she couldn't name one."

"So they will never think that this is how they always have been?"

Yeah and it may be the one way to restore their old state of mind, but the more the virus infects…"

"the harder it will be to reverse."

"So we have to figure out how in the world to reverse this before to many get their minds warped or we won't be able to reverse this."

"Well at least the virus is relatively slow to develop if you haven't played the digital world game."

"I just hope that it stay's this way."

"Why wouldn't it?"

"I had found out form Davis that the virus changed the way it spreads form the slime to some other method. Combine that with the fact that the virus seams to have an joined mind and it looks like very few things will be able to stop it."

"But if it is intelligent why does it only transform us into hybrids, not full digimon?"

"I don't really know, but it may be the same reason that we still are aware of the virus."

"This is giving me a headache."

"I know what you mean, I just can't stand the fact this virus is taking over and no one seams to be able to counter it."

"This is getting depressing, I got to go now if I am to get my parents to believe that I am better in time to go to school tomorrow."

"I'll see you then I guess."

"Good-bye."

"Bye."

Now what should I do? Thought Yolei after hanging up the phone. I know Davis will want to get an update on Cody's condition along with any thing else we had come up with. But then again I am not feeling all to generous to Davis right now. But then again he might be waiting for me to call so he could apologize to me. Who am I kidding? Davis, apologize? That's a laugh. He can wait until tomorrow to get an update on everything. It'll serve him right.

Back at Davis' house…

"When is she going to call?" said Davis impatiently waiting for a call that wasn't going to come. "She should have been done with talking to Cody by now."

"What are complaining about now?" interrogated his sister.

"I have been waiting forever for a call."

"Oh does the little Davis have a girl friend?" she taunted .

"No I don't, I need to talk to her about our school project."

"You? Care about school work? Hah. Next time you lie try doing one that some one will actually believe."

"I serious. Yolei should have called me back as soon as she got done with talking to Cody."

"Sure Davis," she said with complete disbelief. "wait did you say Yolei?"

"yeah."

"Yolei as in that crazy workaholic that came over here Monday afternoon to see why you haven't been to school."

"yeah."

"Well that makes that lie too ridiculous to be believed even by your standards, so I guess you have to be telling the truth. Did you say any thing that would cause her not to call you back?"

"I didn't say anything, she just kept on mocking after we called a truce so I ended our discussion earlier than she expected."

"Judging from what I have seen of her you are lucky to be living right now."

"What are you talking about?"

"Two big rules for you Davis; You never hang up on a girl and you never ever hang up on a girl who will get you back for it."

"Oh no."

"Yeah. If I were in your shoes right now I would swallow anything remotely resembling pride and call her back and try anything to make it up to her, including begging and groveling."

"That seams a bit much.."

"Tell me which you think is worse, Begging for mercy, or having her eternal hatred geared at your life."

"I get the point."

"You had better or else I'll see you at the morgue or the funny farm."

"Such a vote of confidence," Davis mutters to himself as he picks up the phone and dials Yolei's number.

"Hello," came the voice of Yolei's mother.

"Hello is Yolei there?"

"No I sorry she isn't here at the moment, may I ask who is calling?"

"It's Davis and I was calling to apologize to her."

"Ah that explains a lot."

"If you don't mind me asking, what does that explain?"

"You see, when you had hung up on her she had erupted into a fit of shouting and threats."

"I guess it is a good thing that I called to apologize."

"A very good thing for you."

"So do you know when she will be back?"

"I have no idea."

"Well do you know where she is?"

"She probably out somewhere venting out some of her anger."

"Well could you tell that I called and why when she gets back."

"Sure. Well goodbye."

"Goodbye," said Davis hanging up. "I am so dead."

"Well well, It looks like there is a little more to this relationship than Davis told me if he was willing to apologize to her," whispered his mother to herself as she looked at Davis trying to figure out what to do from the doorway.

The next day during Davis' daily checkup…

Let's see here thought Davis. Just great, now I got the tail and white scale on my chest. Well at least my stomach doesn't have any on it. Now to figure out how in the world I am going to wear pants comfortably…

After an hour with some scissors and numerous holes…

"Mom could you come in here and help me out?" Davis called out.

"What in the world are you doing?" she exclaims as she walks into the bathroom to find Davis in his boxers with the scraps of his pair of pants every where.

"I was trying to accommodate my tail."

She sighed and said, "Davis bring me you pants and then clean up this mess. Honestly, have you ever thought things through in your life time?"

"Sorry mom."

"Don't "sorry" me, just do as your told."

"yes mom," he agreed getting to what she said right away.

"I really have to wonder if he hit the soccer ball far to many times with his head," she mutters to herself as Davis runs to get his pants.

"Here you go mom," he says as he hands her most of his pants.

"Good, now take care of that mess," she says pointing to the shreds of cloth.

"Yes mom."

A little while later…

"Are they done yet?" Davis moaned to his mom.

"They're almost done. Since you seam to have so much energy and so little to do, I guess you really need to go to school," his mother replied.

"But Mom…"

"No buts. Your going back to school tomorrow and that's that."

"But what about the test results?"

"that doesn't really matter since the slime has cleared up already so stop your whining."

"Yolei is going to kill me when I get to school tomorrow," Davis moaned quietly to himself.

"What was that?"

"nothing."

"uh-huh," she sighed with disbelief. "Any way your pants are done."

"Thanks mom."

"just remind me when we go shopping to get you pants with the tail holes."

"Um mom, I don't think that they even sell them."

"now Davis what would give you that idea?"

"The fact that I have never seen one in the stores, and that I have never met a person besides myself who needed them."

"So what about the people who haven't met that need them?"

Davis froze for a moment trying to think of how to respond without getting himself in trouble. "I thought that they would have to do it themselves since there are so many different varieties it would be so hard to make a standard, and not to mention that they could change when the reach a higher level."

"Reach a higher level? Where did you here that?"

"Yolei told me that their might be a possibility of digivolving."

"How would she know?"

"Well…you see…"

"just spit it out."

"Yolei is becoming a hybrid too."

"So that's why you have been talking her everyday."

"Yeah she became sort of a confident during this."

"And to think, I was starting to think that you were dating behind my back."

"You did?"

"Well that's what it had seamed like when you had called to apologize."

"when you talk to someone like Yolei and you say something that irritates her you have to apologize or rue that day for the rest of your life."

"yes, she does seam like one who you would have to tread carefully around regardless of who you are."

"yeah, me and her were trying to figure out everything with the transformation."

"So she was the one who came up with it?"

"yeah, and it's not like the transformation has been around long enough for everyone to know every little ability of morphs."

"Well I am sure that they have people far more qualified that Yolei researching it so you should stop worrying about this"

"I mat stop worrying but Yolei is the type of person who won't settle down until she knows exactly what is going on."

"Well… I guess it's not doing any harm, just don't try to do any thing stupid or that you'll get in trouble for doing.'

"We won't. Trust me, Yolei won't do anything that would remotely resemble getting in trouble.'

"I'll take your word for it."

"And I think that's her calling now," noted Davis rushing off to get the phone, thankful for that chance to escape the discussion.

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