==Lansdale, PA.
Parrotmon swooped over the city, wondering where he should strike tonight. For the last week, he had been committing random acts of violence on all sorts of inanimate objects; first a stand of trees, then an old shack on the edge of town, then he terrorized a few drunken motorcyclists. It was a diversion, but hardly any fun.
Tonight, however, orders had been received. He had been told that there was a digidestined in this nowhere town, and that his current boss would like it very much if said digidestined met his end before he could connect with the other digidestined. No real problem; his attacks to date had been written off as either accidents, vandalism by teenage gang wannabes, and any sightings of Parrotmon were dismissed as being liquor or drug induced hallucinations.
What troubled him was the almost personal interest Darkrizamon had in this particular digidestined. "You'll know him." Parrotmon had been told. "Brown hair, mid-teens, and has a purple flying pig with him. Tell him I said hello, before you evicerate him."
Seth stared at the TV screen, bored. Since moving here, he hadn't really made any new friends. Worse, none of the other people he'd met were digidestined, making it all the harder to keep Wizardmon a secret.
==
Digimon: Digicross Episode 28
'Parrotmon's Message'
Followed by the bonus feature!
'The Cyndaquil used my homework for a nest!'
==
==Digital World
The computer glowed, and Stuart and Monodramon stepped out. "Came as soon as we could." Stuart said. "What's up?"
"Friend of mine called from Lansdale, and he said that a giant digimon was appearing."
"Anyone we know?" Monodramon asked. "And is she cute?" Stuart sighed, shaking his head.
Wizardmon frowned, deciding to bap Monodramon on the head with his staff. "It is Parrotmon, an Ultimate level digimon."
"That giant bird that Tai and Kari blew up with Greymon about eight years ago?" Monodramon asked. "I thought that bird's hash was settled!"
Wizardmon shook his head. "The portal to the digital world was opened by the force of Greymon's attack, and allowed Parrotmon to return to Primary Village and regenerate like any digimon. Greymon was pulled through as well, though I believe his digiegg never showed up."
"It wasn't Tai's?" Seth asked.
"No. I talked at length with Gennai about it just before I met you, Seth. That Greymon went through, regressed to a digiegg, and proceeded to bond with both Tai and Kari, then... vanished. No one knows where."
"Well, Parrotmon's back, so I guess we go there and take care of Parrotmon ourselves?" Stuart asked.
Seth nodded. "Yeah. Just a word about Kyle. He's...not a people person."
==Lansdale, Midday
Kyle Evanick (No, not Ellison. This is a COMPLETELY different Kyle -ed) glanced around, wondering how anything could hide a green parrot the size of a large house. "This isn't accomplishing much."
"What, you wanted the climactic final battle fought at noon in the middle of town? Yeah, way to keep our cover intact. You could have at least waited for Seth to show up." Tsukaimon stuck his head out of the backpack Kyle was carrying.
"I don't know why you insisted. I like him, but I can handle this myself."
"'Cause word on the grapevine is that he's got a digimon partner too. And we could use all the help we can get, thank you VERY much."
"You and I can handle things just fine." Kyle replied.
"Like Darkrizamon?" Tsukaimon asked sharply.
Kyle said nothing, remembering...
==4 years ago
The attack had come suddenly. Some creature calling himself Darkrizamon and a gang of other aggressive digimon had appeared out of nowhere and were tearing up a rather large section of the Eastern Seaboard.
Kyle watched his partner charge into battle, digivolving as it did, feeling a strange thrill as Tsukaimon transformed. Some distance off, he could hear Michael and his partner Seadramon, as they fought Gorillamon, and another boy and his partner Centarumon beat back a pair of Lynxmon.
"You can't win." Darkrizamon taunted. "I know it."
"Why's that?" Kyle yelled, trying to distract attention from his partner.
"Because I work for Myotismon, strongest digimon there is. And I have the power to crush you without blinking. Tell me, if I kill you, does your digimon feel it? SNIPE FANG!"
"KYLE!" Without hesitation, Kyle's partner blocked the attack. He howled in pain for a few seconds, then collapsed, reverting to a digiegg.
==
"I don't like going back into a digiegg." Tsukaimon said quietly.
"If you don't like it," Kyle replied acidly, "you're more than welcome to leave."
"Terribly sorry, Kyle, but we're joined at the hip." Tsukaimon wiggled out of the backpack, and flew ahead. "This is stupid, Kyle. Parrotmon's no idiot, he's gonna stay out of sight during the day. He knows that there are other digidestined about."
Kyle scowled. "Then we find him now and finish him off." He picked the sound of someone calling his name. "Hide." Tsukaimon flew to a pile of boxes in an alleyway, and hid behind them.
"Well, well." a large boy about Kyle's age said, sauntering over. "I was wondering when you'd show up. You know, if your face stays like that, it'll freeze. Though in your case, that'd be an improvement."
Kyle's scowl remained, but he didn't respond to the insult. Carter 'Picket' Post was the local bully, and had decided, as all his type do, to pick on the one kid that the rest of class wouldn't give a second thought to being pushed around.
Tsukaimon peeked out from behind the boxes, watching. Just give me the word, Kyle, he thought to himself, visualizing Picket's face getting smashed in with a Sonic Jab.
"I'm talkin' to you, freakboy. Word is you've got some weird pet hanging around you. Let me see him, and I might let you off." No response. "Come on, hand him over! I said give him to me!"
"Maybe you should let him go." a new voice requested.
Picket looked around dumbly (not a word, you! -ed), then spotted a small figure, wearing a large pointed cap, wearing a tattered cape, and carrying a staff. "Little late for Halloween, punk. But if you want some, then just wait right-"
"Magic Game." Wizardmon said, releasing his spell. Picket blinked, then slumped to the ground. "He will wake in a few minutes, and have no memory of what happened."
"Trust me, there's not much mind to work with." Kyle stopped and blinked. "How...Tsukaimon, did you...?"
Tsukaimon popped out of his hiding spot. "I'm right here, Kyle."
Wizardmon bowed. "I am Wizardmon, Seth's partner. I sensed trouble, so I went ahead of the group."
"Group?"
==
"I don't like it." Kyle replied.
"What's not to like?" Monodramon asked. "Between the three of us, we can settle bird-boy's hash."
Seth spoke up. "Stuart and Monodramon are good; I've seen them in action."
"Look," Kyle interrupted, "I appreciate the offer, but I can handle this."
"No offense," Monodramon cut in, "but an Ultimate level digimon is nothing to take lightly."
"That's what I've been trying to tell Heero-boy. Yui get that?" Tsukaimon glanced at Kyle.
"Enough with the Gundam puns." Kyle replied, feeling a headache coming on. "Or I'll make you watch Streamline dubs."
"Look, can we get back on track here?" Stuart asked.
"This is no time to train." Tsukaimon answered.
"Careful, you'll get him steamed." Monodramon added, getting into the mood.
"Monodramon." Stuart said, glaring at his partner. He looked up, and saw Kyle leaving. "Hey, where are you going?"
"To find Parrotmon. You want to go looking, be my guest. Just don't get in my way." Kyle left.
"Well, he's nothing like the Kyle we know." Monodramon grumbled. "He always like this?"
"You get used to it. Kinda like rap music, I suppose." Tsukaimon nodded. "Look, I'll work on him a bit, alright? He is pretty decent, under all the angst." Tsukaimon flew after Kyle.
"Did I miss something?" Stuart asked.
Seth sighed. "Well...Kyle lost Tsukaimon when Myotismon invaded. He never really got over it; at least, that's what I think this is about."
==
The three digidestined searched as best they could, but turned up nothing. Eventually, Stuart and Seth had to return home before anyone got suspicious, though Stuart promised to return if help was needed; his parents were out for a few days on a business trip/anniversary. Seth also promised to come if called, confident he could get out of the house if needed.
In the park, a small black sphere fell out of a tree, landing softly on the grass. There was a small chime, and the ball opened, and Parrotmon appeared out of the ball, returning to his normal size. A handy item that Darkrizamon had given him. With it, he could hide during the day almost anywhere, and the timer could be set so it would automatically open when Parrotmon wanted to appear. Since getting it, he had used the ball to hide and rest during the day, then appearing, terrorize, and then land and hide wherever he wanted. Crouching so as to stay below the treeline in the park, Parrotmon considered his next move. As he did, he heard voices.
"Look, I'm not asking you to marry them, just work with them!" Tsukaimon said to Kyle.
"And I said I'll think about it! Jeez, stop riding me already!"
"That's not riding!" Tsukaimon answered. "This is!" with that, he perched on Kyle's head and covered the boy's eyes with his wings.
Kyle was about to tell Tsukaimon what to do with his definition of riding when a fierce raptor's cry split the night. "Parrotmon!" Indeed, the giant green bird flew up, then darted at Kyle and Tsukaimon.
"Tsukaimon, digivolve to...Wizardmon!" Unlike Seth's Wizardmon, this Wizardmon had a faint purple tinge to his hat and cloak, and his staff was tipped by a pair of small crossed lighting bolts. "Thunder Cloud!"
==
Wizardmon woke up. "Seth! We have to go!"
Seth sat up, having just fallen asleep. "It's midnight, Wizardmon. What's the problem?"
"Parrotmon. I'll get Monodramon." Wizardmon's voice betrayed his sense of urgency.
"Alright, alright. Just let me put some clothes on..."
==
Wizardmon was hurled back by a blast of air from Parrotmon's wings. He tumbled, rolled, and got back to his feet, brandishing his staff. "He's too strong for me!"
Kyle grimaced. "We can take him! I'll lure him into those trees!" Kyle immediately began waving his arms at Parrotmon, daring the digimon to attack. It took the bait, and chased the boy over to the thick growth of trees, and lost sight of Kyle.
Wizardmon shook his head, still amazed by Kyle's apparent recklessness. He did take the opening and fired a few more bolts of electricity at Parrotmon, enraging the giant bird further. In a rage, Parrotmon swung a clawed hand, and ripped a tree apart. Kyle had to run to avoid the wreckage. A blast of energy threw Kyle to the ground, knocking the wind out of him.
A bolt of energy shot past Parrotmon. "Hey, you're figting me!" Wizardmon taunted, pointing his staff at Parrotmon. "No, me!" another image said. "Don't forget me!" a third image said.
Magic Game, Kyle realized, remembering his partner using the same trick during Myotismon's invasion. Now if I can just find some weakness in this overgrown budgie...
A wild swing by Parrotmon, by sheer chance, caught Wizardmon, tossing him aside and dispelling the illusion. Cursing, Wizardmon tried to stand, but was still groggy from Parrotmon's attack. Out of the corner of his eye, Parrotmon saw another Wizardmon, but dismissed it as an illusion.
"Thunder Cloud!" Seth's Wizardmon attacked, the bolt slamming into Parrotmon's wing.
"Strike Claw!" Strikedramon tackled Parrotmon, slamming a clawed fist into the parrot's head. "You woke me up from a perfectly good dream!"
Seth and Stuart ran over to Kyle, who was already starting to get up. "It's alright, I can take him."
"Yeah, you had him right where you wanted him." Stuart replied, a bit put off.
"Guys, a little later, maybe?" Seth asked. "Wizardmon!"
Both Wizardmons looked at each other, nodded, and crossed their staves. "Thunder Squall!" they both shouted, summoning a large electrical bolt and firing it at Parrotmon. This attack did manage to damage Parrotmon, one wing now paralyzed from the electric shock. Strikedramon powered up his strongest attack and landed another blow, seriously injuring Parrotmon. The bird fell over, gasping.
Kyle noticed something lying in the ground by Parrotmon's arm. Curious, he went over and picked it up. "What's this thing?" he asked Parrotmon. Both Wizardmons watched Parrotmon, ready to attack if necessary. "Why are you here?"
Parrotmon grimaced as a wave of pain ripped through him. "Darkrizamon...sends his regards." he muttered. Parrotmon then threw himself at Kyle, trying to take the boy with him in a final attack. He got about a foot before being blown back by the other digimons' attacks. With a final gasp, Parrotmon disintegrated.
==Next Day
"A what?" Kyle asked.
"A pokeball." Seth replied. "I've seen a few from Kyle's home world. They're used to capture and hold pokemon. I heard they can be modified to hold digimon, but I've never seen it done. It looks like there's some sort of timer built into this thing."
Tsukaimon stared at the small black sphere. "Handy. Parrotmon could attack, hide, and reappear whenever he wanted. I wonder if there are any more out there?"
"Thanks for the image." Monodramon replied, suppressing a shudder.
"So, there's another Kyle on the team? Anything like Mr. Charisma here?" Tsukaimon asked.
"I'm sure his partner isn't half as annoying as you are." Kyle muttered.
"Kyle Ellison?" Seth asked. "He's pretty normal. For a guy from another dimension, anyway."
"Bet he has a girlfriend." Tsukaimon wisecracked.
"Well..." Monodramon answered innocently.
"Ha, I knew it! See, there's hope for you yet!" Tsukaimon teased. "If someone else named Kyle can nab a girl..." Kyle glared at his partner, and Tsukaimon stopped, still smiling sweetly.
"Look." Stuart interrupted. "Shouldn't we try to find out what's going on with these pokeballs showing up here?"
"Yeah." Kyle said, glad for the diversion. "I'll go to this 'pokeworld' and ask around."
Stuart glanced at Kyle and Tsukaimon. "Hey, we'll go too."
"I'll go alone." Kyle replied.
"Just wander around an alien world?" Tsukaimon asked. "Are you nuts?"
Kyle shrugged. "I'll manage."
"Fine, I'm going with you." Tsukaimon replied stubbornly.
"Really?" Kyle looked at the pokeball in his left hand, then at Tsukaimon. "Well, I shouldn't call too much attention to myself. Say, Seth, how does this thing work?" He grinned evilly.
"Kyle? KYLE, THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" Tsukaimon shouted, trying to get away. Kyle ran after his partner, beginnings of an evil cackle forming.
==
Digicross bonus feature!
'The Cyndaquil used my homework for a nest!'
==
Renamon faced Espeon, each waiting for the other to attack. On the sidelines, Charmeleon watched, still recovering from his latest battle. Also there were Crystal, Caryl, Ryo, and TK.
"They've been going at it for almost an hour now!" Caryl complained.
Ryo shrugged. "Well, they're both matched in speed and agility; neither one can get a good shot off. And you said you wouldn't have Renamon digivolve, so stop complaining."
"Well, Espeon is very experienced." Crystal, also standing with them, added. "Although I've never had a battle go on this long. Usually, I'd have switched pokemon by this point."
Caryl looked at Crystal. "Really?"
Crystal nodded. "Choosing the right pokemon for a battle is as important as the actual fight itself. Against Renamon, I'd rather have started with Kitty, rather than Kurt."
"Kitty?"
"My Misdreavus." Crystal released the ghost pokemon. Caryl looked at the ghost, a little awed.
"That must be so neat, having all those pokemon as your friends."
Ryo grinned. "Yeah, but it's a handful at times. In a way, all of the Earth digidestiend have it easy; you only have to look after one monster. Imagine having to look after a whole horde, each with the appetite of an In Training digimon. I'm just glad I never caught a Snorlax. I'd be broke."
"Hey, we're not all food pits!" Charmeleon complained.
TK smirked. "And who challenged Veemon to that eating contest?"
"Details." Charmeleon replied.
"If you're quite done..." Renamon asked.
"You are! Kurt, Psywave!" At Crystal's command, Kurt fired a blast of psychic energy, striking Renamon and stunning her. "Now, Swift attack!"
"Renamon, Diamond Storm!" Caryl called. The two monsters released their attacks, each cancelling the other out.
During the commotion, a small pokemon stuck its nose out of the grass. A young Cyndaquil, attracted by the noise, saw Caryl's backpack lying on the ground. Curious, and smelling something inside it (mom's fudge brownie), he wandered inside, scarfed the treat, and promptly fell asleep.
Failing to notice this, Caryl tried to keep track of the attacking pokemon, shouting directions to Renamon. There was a bright flash, and, when Caryl's eyes cleared, she saw Renamon lying down on the ground, Espeon seated on the digimon's chest.
"Alright Crystal!" TK whispered a bit too loudly, blushing as Ryo glanced in his direction, grinning.
"Renamon?" Caryl asked, a bit worried.
"I am fine. Kurt is a very skilled fighter." Still seated, Kurt gave a small, self satisfied sniff. "Although I would appreciate it if he would get off of me." Kurt bounded off, and ran over to Crystal.
"Just like a cat." Caryl commented.
"And as self-centered." Crystal replied. "Well, I have to go now. TK's taking me to lunch."
TK blinked. "I am?"
"You bet!" Crystal replied, hooking her arm around TK's, and dragging him along.
"Caryl, we should get going." Renamon said, getting up. "Your parents will be home soon." Caryl sighed. "You do have school tomorrow." Renamon reminded her.
"All right." Caryl huffed. "Thanks for the sparring practice, Ryo. I really appreciate it."
"No problem." Ryo replied. "Renamon's a really good fighter. Pokemon battles don't usually go on this long, and psychic pokemon are really tough to defeat. Stop by next time, and I'll give you some tips, alright?"
"Sure! Okay, Renamon, let's go...Urff!"
"What's wrong?" Renamon asked.
"It's nothing. I guess I'm just a bit worn out, that's all." Caryl replied, hefting her backpack over her shoulder. "It feels like someone put a boulder in this thing."
"That's worn out?" Charmeleon asked. "I'd hate to see her at full power."
Renamon arched an eyebrow. "It is not a pleasant sight."
"Rena-MON!"
==Next day
Caryl's backpack lay in a corner of her room, discarded and forgotten. She had only gotten home a few seconds ahead of her parents, and didn't have time to do anything more than put the pack in the corner and forget about it. Renamon had stayed in the Digital World, preferring to rest there for a while.
The next day, after the house was emptied of people, the computer glowed, and Renamon came through. Although she would never admit it, she was curious about the world the humans lived in, and wanted to go have a look around. She remembered Caryl mentioning that the house would be empty today, even her mother having to go out and take Caryl's little sister with her.
"Still a mess." Renamon said, stepping around a small pile of books. A noise caught her attention.
She wandered down to the kitchen, and saw that the door was open, and something was making a lot of noise inside. At first, she thought that someone was still home, then realized that whatever was in the fridge was too small to be a human. "A stray cat?" Renamon wondered, wandering over, alert.
Pulling the door wide open, she saw a small blue and white creature with a round body and a long nose. "Cynda?" the creature asked.
A pokemon, Renamon guessed. Did Caryl bring it home with her? "Okay, time to go back home." Renamon reached in, intending to pick up the creature and take it through the digital portal in Caryl's room. Startled, Cyndaquil darted around Renaon's hand, and ran out of the fridge, up on the counter, and through an open window. Cursing, Renamon ran to the window, just in time to see Cyndaquil scramble over the fence. "Why me?" she groaned.
==
Cyndaquil wandered around the town for about half an hour. It was sheer luck that he was not noticed. Finally, he detected a familiar scent. He tracked it to a large white building, and went inside.
Inside, he heard voices coming from all around him. Confused, the pokemon stopped in the mddle of the hall, looking around. Too many noises, too many scents.
One of the custodians, checking the halls for litter, came out of a vackroom, and spotted Cyndaquil just sitting there. "Gyaah! That's a HUGE mouse!" he yelped, grabbing a broom and chasing the pokemon.
Cyndaquil looked behind him, saw the janitor charging him, panicked, and ran for it. Cyndaquil darted left, ran up a flight of stairs, darted through a classroom, terrifying the entire class, and ran out another door, back into the hallway.
The Janitor was waiting for him. "Got you now! EAT BROOM, RODENT!"
"QUIL!" Cyndaquil's back ignited, and the pokemon shot a stream of flame at the broom, incinerating it.
"GAHH! IT'S A FIREBREATHING DEMON RAT FROM THE NETHER REALMS!" the janitor shouted. He turned, ran out the door, jumped in his car and, still trying to run, drove off, nearly flattening a substitute teacher as he hopped off a bus.
"Quil?"
==
Caryl looked up, blinking the sleep from her eyes as the shouting echoed through the school. "Wait here, students." the teacher said, running out of the class to see what was going on.
"I'm glad that's over." Caryl said. "Why does history have to be so boring?"
One of the other students shrugged. "Actually, it's quite interesting. It's the teacher that's sucking the fun out of it. Only he could suck the fun out of the middle ages."
"It's not his fault." A third student chimed in. "He was trained in America. My dad said that all American highschool teachers are trained to be dry and boring. They're not allowed to be interesting until they start teaching in colleges and universities."
"Mr. Crossman's nice!" Caryl replied. "He makes math classes fun!"
"Yeah, but you're the oddball that likes math, remember?"
"You're just jealous that I beat you on last week's pop quiz! One sec, I'm going to open a window." Caryl got up, walked over to one of the old winows in the room, and lifted the windowframe up, propping it open with a discarded chalkboard eraser.
"Caryl!" Renamon hissed, clinging to the wall just under the window.
"GLACK!" Caryl half-screamed, then whirled around. "Oh, it's just the fresh air! You know how much I like fresh air! Hahahaha..." Caryl looked back out the window. "Renamon, what are you doing here?" she whispered.
"A pokemon followed you back here, and it's loose in the school! I have to go in and get it!"
"In HERE?" Caryl tried not to groan. "Uh..on the roof, there's a door!" Renamon nodded, and sped up the wall, ducking over the side of the roof. "I hope no one spots her..."
The rest of the students stared at Caryl. "Must be another sugar rush. I swear, that kid's gonna blow up at 13."
"Can it, Kazu..." Caryl shot back.
==
Principal Greene leaned back in his chair, grumbling. "Fire-breathing rats. That man must have been sniffing the window cleaner again. I should talk with the district heads and have him replaced. Now where were those forms..."
Greene opened a drawer, and reached in, not really paying attention. However, it just happened to be the drawer that Cyndaquil had decided to rest in. And was now having his nose tickled by Greene's fumbling hands.
"Did I leave my lunch in here again? I...hey, it's getting warm..." Finally finding something, Greene's hand clamped around it.
Pity it was Cyndaquil's rather long nose...
"QUIL!" the pokemon yelled, the gout of flame from his back igniting the desk. Panicking, the principal yanked his hand out, dragging Cyndaquil out with it, back still aflame. "Cynda?"
"Guh...." Principal and pokemon stared at each other for a full minute. Then, Greene's nerve broke. "GAHHH! THERE'S A FIREBREATHING RODENT FROM THE PIT AFTER MY SOUL!" He ran out of the room screaming.
"Quil?" The pokemon watched the human run away, confused.
"Got you!" Renamon said, grabbing Cyndaquil. "How did you get here?"
"Cynda!" the pokemon yelped, startled. He twisted around, ready to attack, then looked up at Renamon. "Quil!" he yeleld happily, clamping onto Renamon's arm.
==That evening, Digital World.
"I am sorry." Renamon repeated. "I should have captured him more quickly." she glanced at Cyndaquil, now clamped firmly onto Renamon's leg. "Although I wish I knew what this was about. Is it some kind of attack?"
Ryo shook his head. "I don't think so. I've never heard of a Cyndaquil using an attack like this. I hope we can get him off; he should be returned to his native world as soon as possible."
"Well, it wasn't a total loss." Caryl chimed in. "Thanks to Cyndaquil giving the janitor and the principal heart attacks, the school's closed for the rest of the week while they fumigate the entire place! I wish he didn't have to go back though."
"Caryl..." Ryo started.
"Aww! He's so adorable, Ryo! Just for a few days, please?"
Charmeleon wandered over to Cyndaquil. "Hey, you wanna come back to the pokemon world?" Cyndaquil started speaking.
Ignoring this, Renamon spoke up. "Caryl, Cyndaquil is a pokemon. He needs to be with other pokemon like him. Besides, there's no way to treat pokemon on your world, and there's no telling what kind of damage a fire type could do."
Charmeleon, who had been listening to Cyndaquil, nodded. "Looks like this one was orphaned; h parents weren't there when he hatched, and he's been looking for them. He must have seen our battle yesterday. I guess he stowed away in your backpack, Caryl. And-" he stopped as Cyndaquil went on. "Whu...oh, that's TOO RICH!" he shouted, falling over backwards.
"What?" Caryl and Ryo asked. Charmeleon couldn't answer, as he was laughing too hard.
"Charmeleon," Renamon asked, voice firm, "what. Is. So. Funny?" Still no answer. "Charmeleon, we have to get him back home."
"I think he is home...Mom! Bwahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"M-Mom?"
"Oh!" Ryo said brightly. "I've heard that some pokemon will imprint on different pokemon if they're seperated from their biological parents early on. Renamon must have been the first non-human he's seen since he got seperated that had even a faint resemblance to a fire-type pokemon."
"But I'm not a pokemon!" Renamon protested.
"Tell that to him!" Caryl answered, grinning wickedly. "I hope you know that taking care of a baby is a big responsibility, Renamon."
"Caryl, that's not funny!"
"CyndaQUIL!" The pokemon chimed in, happy to be reunited with his mother.
Next Episode
Investigating the pokeball he found in Lansdale, Kyle Evanick, Seth, and Stuart travel to Azalea Town, where Kurt, pokeball designer, lives. However, once there, they are faced with Darkrizamon, the digimon that Kyle and Tsukaimon fought four years ago. Can Darkrizamon be defeated, and why is a Kunemon following another pokemon trainer around? Next time on Digimon: Digicross -
'Kunemon's Home-run Evolution!'
Parrotmon swooped over the city, wondering where he should strike tonight. For the last week, he had been committing random acts of violence on all sorts of inanimate objects; first a stand of trees, then an old shack on the edge of town, then he terrorized a few drunken motorcyclists. It was a diversion, but hardly any fun.
Tonight, however, orders had been received. He had been told that there was a digidestined in this nowhere town, and that his current boss would like it very much if said digidestined met his end before he could connect with the other digidestined. No real problem; his attacks to date had been written off as either accidents, vandalism by teenage gang wannabes, and any sightings of Parrotmon were dismissed as being liquor or drug induced hallucinations.
What troubled him was the almost personal interest Darkrizamon had in this particular digidestined. "You'll know him." Parrotmon had been told. "Brown hair, mid-teens, and has a purple flying pig with him. Tell him I said hello, before you evicerate him."
Seth stared at the TV screen, bored. Since moving here, he hadn't really made any new friends. Worse, none of the other people he'd met were digidestined, making it all the harder to keep Wizardmon a secret.
==
Digimon: Digicross Episode 28
'Parrotmon's Message'
Followed by the bonus feature!
'The Cyndaquil used my homework for a nest!'
==
==Digital World
The computer glowed, and Stuart and Monodramon stepped out. "Came as soon as we could." Stuart said. "What's up?"
"Friend of mine called from Lansdale, and he said that a giant digimon was appearing."
"Anyone we know?" Monodramon asked. "And is she cute?" Stuart sighed, shaking his head.
Wizardmon frowned, deciding to bap Monodramon on the head with his staff. "It is Parrotmon, an Ultimate level digimon."
"That giant bird that Tai and Kari blew up with Greymon about eight years ago?" Monodramon asked. "I thought that bird's hash was settled!"
Wizardmon shook his head. "The portal to the digital world was opened by the force of Greymon's attack, and allowed Parrotmon to return to Primary Village and regenerate like any digimon. Greymon was pulled through as well, though I believe his digiegg never showed up."
"It wasn't Tai's?" Seth asked.
"No. I talked at length with Gennai about it just before I met you, Seth. That Greymon went through, regressed to a digiegg, and proceeded to bond with both Tai and Kari, then... vanished. No one knows where."
"Well, Parrotmon's back, so I guess we go there and take care of Parrotmon ourselves?" Stuart asked.
Seth nodded. "Yeah. Just a word about Kyle. He's...not a people person."
==Lansdale, Midday
Kyle Evanick (No, not Ellison. This is a COMPLETELY different Kyle -ed) glanced around, wondering how anything could hide a green parrot the size of a large house. "This isn't accomplishing much."
"What, you wanted the climactic final battle fought at noon in the middle of town? Yeah, way to keep our cover intact. You could have at least waited for Seth to show up." Tsukaimon stuck his head out of the backpack Kyle was carrying.
"I don't know why you insisted. I like him, but I can handle this myself."
"'Cause word on the grapevine is that he's got a digimon partner too. And we could use all the help we can get, thank you VERY much."
"You and I can handle things just fine." Kyle replied.
"Like Darkrizamon?" Tsukaimon asked sharply.
Kyle said nothing, remembering...
==4 years ago
The attack had come suddenly. Some creature calling himself Darkrizamon and a gang of other aggressive digimon had appeared out of nowhere and were tearing up a rather large section of the Eastern Seaboard.
Kyle watched his partner charge into battle, digivolving as it did, feeling a strange thrill as Tsukaimon transformed. Some distance off, he could hear Michael and his partner Seadramon, as they fought Gorillamon, and another boy and his partner Centarumon beat back a pair of Lynxmon.
"You can't win." Darkrizamon taunted. "I know it."
"Why's that?" Kyle yelled, trying to distract attention from his partner.
"Because I work for Myotismon, strongest digimon there is. And I have the power to crush you without blinking. Tell me, if I kill you, does your digimon feel it? SNIPE FANG!"
"KYLE!" Without hesitation, Kyle's partner blocked the attack. He howled in pain for a few seconds, then collapsed, reverting to a digiegg.
==
"I don't like going back into a digiegg." Tsukaimon said quietly.
"If you don't like it," Kyle replied acidly, "you're more than welcome to leave."
"Terribly sorry, Kyle, but we're joined at the hip." Tsukaimon wiggled out of the backpack, and flew ahead. "This is stupid, Kyle. Parrotmon's no idiot, he's gonna stay out of sight during the day. He knows that there are other digidestined about."
Kyle scowled. "Then we find him now and finish him off." He picked the sound of someone calling his name. "Hide." Tsukaimon flew to a pile of boxes in an alleyway, and hid behind them.
"Well, well." a large boy about Kyle's age said, sauntering over. "I was wondering when you'd show up. You know, if your face stays like that, it'll freeze. Though in your case, that'd be an improvement."
Kyle's scowl remained, but he didn't respond to the insult. Carter 'Picket' Post was the local bully, and had decided, as all his type do, to pick on the one kid that the rest of class wouldn't give a second thought to being pushed around.
Tsukaimon peeked out from behind the boxes, watching. Just give me the word, Kyle, he thought to himself, visualizing Picket's face getting smashed in with a Sonic Jab.
"I'm talkin' to you, freakboy. Word is you've got some weird pet hanging around you. Let me see him, and I might let you off." No response. "Come on, hand him over! I said give him to me!"
"Maybe you should let him go." a new voice requested.
Picket looked around dumbly (not a word, you! -ed), then spotted a small figure, wearing a large pointed cap, wearing a tattered cape, and carrying a staff. "Little late for Halloween, punk. But if you want some, then just wait right-"
"Magic Game." Wizardmon said, releasing his spell. Picket blinked, then slumped to the ground. "He will wake in a few minutes, and have no memory of what happened."
"Trust me, there's not much mind to work with." Kyle stopped and blinked. "How...Tsukaimon, did you...?"
Tsukaimon popped out of his hiding spot. "I'm right here, Kyle."
Wizardmon bowed. "I am Wizardmon, Seth's partner. I sensed trouble, so I went ahead of the group."
"Group?"
==
"I don't like it." Kyle replied.
"What's not to like?" Monodramon asked. "Between the three of us, we can settle bird-boy's hash."
Seth spoke up. "Stuart and Monodramon are good; I've seen them in action."
"Look," Kyle interrupted, "I appreciate the offer, but I can handle this."
"No offense," Monodramon cut in, "but an Ultimate level digimon is nothing to take lightly."
"That's what I've been trying to tell Heero-boy. Yui get that?" Tsukaimon glanced at Kyle.
"Enough with the Gundam puns." Kyle replied, feeling a headache coming on. "Or I'll make you watch Streamline dubs."
"Look, can we get back on track here?" Stuart asked.
"This is no time to train." Tsukaimon answered.
"Careful, you'll get him steamed." Monodramon added, getting into the mood.
"Monodramon." Stuart said, glaring at his partner. He looked up, and saw Kyle leaving. "Hey, where are you going?"
"To find Parrotmon. You want to go looking, be my guest. Just don't get in my way." Kyle left.
"Well, he's nothing like the Kyle we know." Monodramon grumbled. "He always like this?"
"You get used to it. Kinda like rap music, I suppose." Tsukaimon nodded. "Look, I'll work on him a bit, alright? He is pretty decent, under all the angst." Tsukaimon flew after Kyle.
"Did I miss something?" Stuart asked.
Seth sighed. "Well...Kyle lost Tsukaimon when Myotismon invaded. He never really got over it; at least, that's what I think this is about."
==
The three digidestined searched as best they could, but turned up nothing. Eventually, Stuart and Seth had to return home before anyone got suspicious, though Stuart promised to return if help was needed; his parents were out for a few days on a business trip/anniversary. Seth also promised to come if called, confident he could get out of the house if needed.
In the park, a small black sphere fell out of a tree, landing softly on the grass. There was a small chime, and the ball opened, and Parrotmon appeared out of the ball, returning to his normal size. A handy item that Darkrizamon had given him. With it, he could hide during the day almost anywhere, and the timer could be set so it would automatically open when Parrotmon wanted to appear. Since getting it, he had used the ball to hide and rest during the day, then appearing, terrorize, and then land and hide wherever he wanted. Crouching so as to stay below the treeline in the park, Parrotmon considered his next move. As he did, he heard voices.
"Look, I'm not asking you to marry them, just work with them!" Tsukaimon said to Kyle.
"And I said I'll think about it! Jeez, stop riding me already!"
"That's not riding!" Tsukaimon answered. "This is!" with that, he perched on Kyle's head and covered the boy's eyes with his wings.
Kyle was about to tell Tsukaimon what to do with his definition of riding when a fierce raptor's cry split the night. "Parrotmon!" Indeed, the giant green bird flew up, then darted at Kyle and Tsukaimon.
"Tsukaimon, digivolve to...Wizardmon!" Unlike Seth's Wizardmon, this Wizardmon had a faint purple tinge to his hat and cloak, and his staff was tipped by a pair of small crossed lighting bolts. "Thunder Cloud!"
==
Wizardmon woke up. "Seth! We have to go!"
Seth sat up, having just fallen asleep. "It's midnight, Wizardmon. What's the problem?"
"Parrotmon. I'll get Monodramon." Wizardmon's voice betrayed his sense of urgency.
"Alright, alright. Just let me put some clothes on..."
==
Wizardmon was hurled back by a blast of air from Parrotmon's wings. He tumbled, rolled, and got back to his feet, brandishing his staff. "He's too strong for me!"
Kyle grimaced. "We can take him! I'll lure him into those trees!" Kyle immediately began waving his arms at Parrotmon, daring the digimon to attack. It took the bait, and chased the boy over to the thick growth of trees, and lost sight of Kyle.
Wizardmon shook his head, still amazed by Kyle's apparent recklessness. He did take the opening and fired a few more bolts of electricity at Parrotmon, enraging the giant bird further. In a rage, Parrotmon swung a clawed hand, and ripped a tree apart. Kyle had to run to avoid the wreckage. A blast of energy threw Kyle to the ground, knocking the wind out of him.
A bolt of energy shot past Parrotmon. "Hey, you're figting me!" Wizardmon taunted, pointing his staff at Parrotmon. "No, me!" another image said. "Don't forget me!" a third image said.
Magic Game, Kyle realized, remembering his partner using the same trick during Myotismon's invasion. Now if I can just find some weakness in this overgrown budgie...
A wild swing by Parrotmon, by sheer chance, caught Wizardmon, tossing him aside and dispelling the illusion. Cursing, Wizardmon tried to stand, but was still groggy from Parrotmon's attack. Out of the corner of his eye, Parrotmon saw another Wizardmon, but dismissed it as an illusion.
"Thunder Cloud!" Seth's Wizardmon attacked, the bolt slamming into Parrotmon's wing.
"Strike Claw!" Strikedramon tackled Parrotmon, slamming a clawed fist into the parrot's head. "You woke me up from a perfectly good dream!"
Seth and Stuart ran over to Kyle, who was already starting to get up. "It's alright, I can take him."
"Yeah, you had him right where you wanted him." Stuart replied, a bit put off.
"Guys, a little later, maybe?" Seth asked. "Wizardmon!"
Both Wizardmons looked at each other, nodded, and crossed their staves. "Thunder Squall!" they both shouted, summoning a large electrical bolt and firing it at Parrotmon. This attack did manage to damage Parrotmon, one wing now paralyzed from the electric shock. Strikedramon powered up his strongest attack and landed another blow, seriously injuring Parrotmon. The bird fell over, gasping.
Kyle noticed something lying in the ground by Parrotmon's arm. Curious, he went over and picked it up. "What's this thing?" he asked Parrotmon. Both Wizardmons watched Parrotmon, ready to attack if necessary. "Why are you here?"
Parrotmon grimaced as a wave of pain ripped through him. "Darkrizamon...sends his regards." he muttered. Parrotmon then threw himself at Kyle, trying to take the boy with him in a final attack. He got about a foot before being blown back by the other digimons' attacks. With a final gasp, Parrotmon disintegrated.
==Next Day
"A what?" Kyle asked.
"A pokeball." Seth replied. "I've seen a few from Kyle's home world. They're used to capture and hold pokemon. I heard they can be modified to hold digimon, but I've never seen it done. It looks like there's some sort of timer built into this thing."
Tsukaimon stared at the small black sphere. "Handy. Parrotmon could attack, hide, and reappear whenever he wanted. I wonder if there are any more out there?"
"Thanks for the image." Monodramon replied, suppressing a shudder.
"So, there's another Kyle on the team? Anything like Mr. Charisma here?" Tsukaimon asked.
"I'm sure his partner isn't half as annoying as you are." Kyle muttered.
"Kyle Ellison?" Seth asked. "He's pretty normal. For a guy from another dimension, anyway."
"Bet he has a girlfriend." Tsukaimon wisecracked.
"Well..." Monodramon answered innocently.
"Ha, I knew it! See, there's hope for you yet!" Tsukaimon teased. "If someone else named Kyle can nab a girl..." Kyle glared at his partner, and Tsukaimon stopped, still smiling sweetly.
"Look." Stuart interrupted. "Shouldn't we try to find out what's going on with these pokeballs showing up here?"
"Yeah." Kyle said, glad for the diversion. "I'll go to this 'pokeworld' and ask around."
Stuart glanced at Kyle and Tsukaimon. "Hey, we'll go too."
"I'll go alone." Kyle replied.
"Just wander around an alien world?" Tsukaimon asked. "Are you nuts?"
Kyle shrugged. "I'll manage."
"Fine, I'm going with you." Tsukaimon replied stubbornly.
"Really?" Kyle looked at the pokeball in his left hand, then at Tsukaimon. "Well, I shouldn't call too much attention to myself. Say, Seth, how does this thing work?" He grinned evilly.
"Kyle? KYLE, THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" Tsukaimon shouted, trying to get away. Kyle ran after his partner, beginnings of an evil cackle forming.
==
Digicross bonus feature!
'The Cyndaquil used my homework for a nest!'
==
Renamon faced Espeon, each waiting for the other to attack. On the sidelines, Charmeleon watched, still recovering from his latest battle. Also there were Crystal, Caryl, Ryo, and TK.
"They've been going at it for almost an hour now!" Caryl complained.
Ryo shrugged. "Well, they're both matched in speed and agility; neither one can get a good shot off. And you said you wouldn't have Renamon digivolve, so stop complaining."
"Well, Espeon is very experienced." Crystal, also standing with them, added. "Although I've never had a battle go on this long. Usually, I'd have switched pokemon by this point."
Caryl looked at Crystal. "Really?"
Crystal nodded. "Choosing the right pokemon for a battle is as important as the actual fight itself. Against Renamon, I'd rather have started with Kitty, rather than Kurt."
"Kitty?"
"My Misdreavus." Crystal released the ghost pokemon. Caryl looked at the ghost, a little awed.
"That must be so neat, having all those pokemon as your friends."
Ryo grinned. "Yeah, but it's a handful at times. In a way, all of the Earth digidestiend have it easy; you only have to look after one monster. Imagine having to look after a whole horde, each with the appetite of an In Training digimon. I'm just glad I never caught a Snorlax. I'd be broke."
"Hey, we're not all food pits!" Charmeleon complained.
TK smirked. "And who challenged Veemon to that eating contest?"
"Details." Charmeleon replied.
"If you're quite done..." Renamon asked.
"You are! Kurt, Psywave!" At Crystal's command, Kurt fired a blast of psychic energy, striking Renamon and stunning her. "Now, Swift attack!"
"Renamon, Diamond Storm!" Caryl called. The two monsters released their attacks, each cancelling the other out.
During the commotion, a small pokemon stuck its nose out of the grass. A young Cyndaquil, attracted by the noise, saw Caryl's backpack lying on the ground. Curious, and smelling something inside it (mom's fudge brownie), he wandered inside, scarfed the treat, and promptly fell asleep.
Failing to notice this, Caryl tried to keep track of the attacking pokemon, shouting directions to Renamon. There was a bright flash, and, when Caryl's eyes cleared, she saw Renamon lying down on the ground, Espeon seated on the digimon's chest.
"Alright Crystal!" TK whispered a bit too loudly, blushing as Ryo glanced in his direction, grinning.
"Renamon?" Caryl asked, a bit worried.
"I am fine. Kurt is a very skilled fighter." Still seated, Kurt gave a small, self satisfied sniff. "Although I would appreciate it if he would get off of me." Kurt bounded off, and ran over to Crystal.
"Just like a cat." Caryl commented.
"And as self-centered." Crystal replied. "Well, I have to go now. TK's taking me to lunch."
TK blinked. "I am?"
"You bet!" Crystal replied, hooking her arm around TK's, and dragging him along.
"Caryl, we should get going." Renamon said, getting up. "Your parents will be home soon." Caryl sighed. "You do have school tomorrow." Renamon reminded her.
"All right." Caryl huffed. "Thanks for the sparring practice, Ryo. I really appreciate it."
"No problem." Ryo replied. "Renamon's a really good fighter. Pokemon battles don't usually go on this long, and psychic pokemon are really tough to defeat. Stop by next time, and I'll give you some tips, alright?"
"Sure! Okay, Renamon, let's go...Urff!"
"What's wrong?" Renamon asked.
"It's nothing. I guess I'm just a bit worn out, that's all." Caryl replied, hefting her backpack over her shoulder. "It feels like someone put a boulder in this thing."
"That's worn out?" Charmeleon asked. "I'd hate to see her at full power."
Renamon arched an eyebrow. "It is not a pleasant sight."
"Rena-MON!"
==Next day
Caryl's backpack lay in a corner of her room, discarded and forgotten. She had only gotten home a few seconds ahead of her parents, and didn't have time to do anything more than put the pack in the corner and forget about it. Renamon had stayed in the Digital World, preferring to rest there for a while.
The next day, after the house was emptied of people, the computer glowed, and Renamon came through. Although she would never admit it, she was curious about the world the humans lived in, and wanted to go have a look around. She remembered Caryl mentioning that the house would be empty today, even her mother having to go out and take Caryl's little sister with her.
"Still a mess." Renamon said, stepping around a small pile of books. A noise caught her attention.
She wandered down to the kitchen, and saw that the door was open, and something was making a lot of noise inside. At first, she thought that someone was still home, then realized that whatever was in the fridge was too small to be a human. "A stray cat?" Renamon wondered, wandering over, alert.
Pulling the door wide open, she saw a small blue and white creature with a round body and a long nose. "Cynda?" the creature asked.
A pokemon, Renamon guessed. Did Caryl bring it home with her? "Okay, time to go back home." Renamon reached in, intending to pick up the creature and take it through the digital portal in Caryl's room. Startled, Cyndaquil darted around Renaon's hand, and ran out of the fridge, up on the counter, and through an open window. Cursing, Renamon ran to the window, just in time to see Cyndaquil scramble over the fence. "Why me?" she groaned.
==
Cyndaquil wandered around the town for about half an hour. It was sheer luck that he was not noticed. Finally, he detected a familiar scent. He tracked it to a large white building, and went inside.
Inside, he heard voices coming from all around him. Confused, the pokemon stopped in the mddle of the hall, looking around. Too many noises, too many scents.
One of the custodians, checking the halls for litter, came out of a vackroom, and spotted Cyndaquil just sitting there. "Gyaah! That's a HUGE mouse!" he yelped, grabbing a broom and chasing the pokemon.
Cyndaquil looked behind him, saw the janitor charging him, panicked, and ran for it. Cyndaquil darted left, ran up a flight of stairs, darted through a classroom, terrifying the entire class, and ran out another door, back into the hallway.
The Janitor was waiting for him. "Got you now! EAT BROOM, RODENT!"
"QUIL!" Cyndaquil's back ignited, and the pokemon shot a stream of flame at the broom, incinerating it.
"GAHH! IT'S A FIREBREATHING DEMON RAT FROM THE NETHER REALMS!" the janitor shouted. He turned, ran out the door, jumped in his car and, still trying to run, drove off, nearly flattening a substitute teacher as he hopped off a bus.
"Quil?"
==
Caryl looked up, blinking the sleep from her eyes as the shouting echoed through the school. "Wait here, students." the teacher said, running out of the class to see what was going on.
"I'm glad that's over." Caryl said. "Why does history have to be so boring?"
One of the other students shrugged. "Actually, it's quite interesting. It's the teacher that's sucking the fun out of it. Only he could suck the fun out of the middle ages."
"It's not his fault." A third student chimed in. "He was trained in America. My dad said that all American highschool teachers are trained to be dry and boring. They're not allowed to be interesting until they start teaching in colleges and universities."
"Mr. Crossman's nice!" Caryl replied. "He makes math classes fun!"
"Yeah, but you're the oddball that likes math, remember?"
"You're just jealous that I beat you on last week's pop quiz! One sec, I'm going to open a window." Caryl got up, walked over to one of the old winows in the room, and lifted the windowframe up, propping it open with a discarded chalkboard eraser.
"Caryl!" Renamon hissed, clinging to the wall just under the window.
"GLACK!" Caryl half-screamed, then whirled around. "Oh, it's just the fresh air! You know how much I like fresh air! Hahahaha..." Caryl looked back out the window. "Renamon, what are you doing here?" she whispered.
"A pokemon followed you back here, and it's loose in the school! I have to go in and get it!"
"In HERE?" Caryl tried not to groan. "Uh..on the roof, there's a door!" Renamon nodded, and sped up the wall, ducking over the side of the roof. "I hope no one spots her..."
The rest of the students stared at Caryl. "Must be another sugar rush. I swear, that kid's gonna blow up at 13."
"Can it, Kazu..." Caryl shot back.
==
Principal Greene leaned back in his chair, grumbling. "Fire-breathing rats. That man must have been sniffing the window cleaner again. I should talk with the district heads and have him replaced. Now where were those forms..."
Greene opened a drawer, and reached in, not really paying attention. However, it just happened to be the drawer that Cyndaquil had decided to rest in. And was now having his nose tickled by Greene's fumbling hands.
"Did I leave my lunch in here again? I...hey, it's getting warm..." Finally finding something, Greene's hand clamped around it.
Pity it was Cyndaquil's rather long nose...
"QUIL!" the pokemon yelled, the gout of flame from his back igniting the desk. Panicking, the principal yanked his hand out, dragging Cyndaquil out with it, back still aflame. "Cynda?"
"Guh...." Principal and pokemon stared at each other for a full minute. Then, Greene's nerve broke. "GAHHH! THERE'S A FIREBREATHING RODENT FROM THE PIT AFTER MY SOUL!" He ran out of the room screaming.
"Quil?" The pokemon watched the human run away, confused.
"Got you!" Renamon said, grabbing Cyndaquil. "How did you get here?"
"Cynda!" the pokemon yelped, startled. He twisted around, ready to attack, then looked up at Renamon. "Quil!" he yeleld happily, clamping onto Renamon's arm.
==That evening, Digital World.
"I am sorry." Renamon repeated. "I should have captured him more quickly." she glanced at Cyndaquil, now clamped firmly onto Renamon's leg. "Although I wish I knew what this was about. Is it some kind of attack?"
Ryo shook his head. "I don't think so. I've never heard of a Cyndaquil using an attack like this. I hope we can get him off; he should be returned to his native world as soon as possible."
"Well, it wasn't a total loss." Caryl chimed in. "Thanks to Cyndaquil giving the janitor and the principal heart attacks, the school's closed for the rest of the week while they fumigate the entire place! I wish he didn't have to go back though."
"Caryl..." Ryo started.
"Aww! He's so adorable, Ryo! Just for a few days, please?"
Charmeleon wandered over to Cyndaquil. "Hey, you wanna come back to the pokemon world?" Cyndaquil started speaking.
Ignoring this, Renamon spoke up. "Caryl, Cyndaquil is a pokemon. He needs to be with other pokemon like him. Besides, there's no way to treat pokemon on your world, and there's no telling what kind of damage a fire type could do."
Charmeleon, who had been listening to Cyndaquil, nodded. "Looks like this one was orphaned; h parents weren't there when he hatched, and he's been looking for them. He must have seen our battle yesterday. I guess he stowed away in your backpack, Caryl. And-" he stopped as Cyndaquil went on. "Whu...oh, that's TOO RICH!" he shouted, falling over backwards.
"What?" Caryl and Ryo asked. Charmeleon couldn't answer, as he was laughing too hard.
"Charmeleon," Renamon asked, voice firm, "what. Is. So. Funny?" Still no answer. "Charmeleon, we have to get him back home."
"I think he is home...Mom! Bwahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"M-Mom?"
"Oh!" Ryo said brightly. "I've heard that some pokemon will imprint on different pokemon if they're seperated from their biological parents early on. Renamon must have been the first non-human he's seen since he got seperated that had even a faint resemblance to a fire-type pokemon."
"But I'm not a pokemon!" Renamon protested.
"Tell that to him!" Caryl answered, grinning wickedly. "I hope you know that taking care of a baby is a big responsibility, Renamon."
"Caryl, that's not funny!"
"CyndaQUIL!" The pokemon chimed in, happy to be reunited with his mother.
Next Episode
Investigating the pokeball he found in Lansdale, Kyle Evanick, Seth, and Stuart travel to Azalea Town, where Kurt, pokeball designer, lives. However, once there, they are faced with Darkrizamon, the digimon that Kyle and Tsukaimon fought four years ago. Can Darkrizamon be defeated, and why is a Kunemon following another pokemon trainer around? Next time on Digimon: Digicross -
'Kunemon's Home-run Evolution!'