Road Back Home – Chapter 3
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Beelzemon was speeding more than usual and Isis was more than ready to spill her guts out at the rate they were going, "Beelzemon, slow down! It's not like the end of the world is coming!"
"Of course it's not! I just want to start my job soon. After all, the sooner, the better!"
"Watch out for that...!" Isis' warning came too late. Before she knew it, the motorcycle was jumping from one ledge after another, up a steep hill. Her face turned an odd shade of green when they reached the top and spun a few times before skidding to a halt, "hill..." she finished, tugging at Beelzemon's tail gently as a sign that she wanted to get off and upon her feet touching the ground, she threw her guts out.
Beelzemon shook his head disapprovingly; he's never seen a person as pathetic as she was. Looking around, he saw a dirt path leading into a forested area, right where Rosemon described in her request, "We're not that far off. Just a little bit more and we're there."
Isis looked up at him when she was done, "Exactly WHAT did she want you to do...?" she mumbled weakly.
Her companion smirked at her, "Are you really that interested in what I do with womons?"
The teenager's face turned pale, "She asked you to sleep with her or something?"
Beelzemon laughed out loud, the hardest she'd ever heard him laugh, "Sucker..." she heard him say to her in between his fits of laughter.
"What? What do you mean?" Isis was even more clueless on this as her companion tried to stop laughing at her dumbstruck face and when he did stop, he faced her and said,
"I'd probably kill to do that. She's a sexy bombshell, but she's taken. Anyway, I didn't come here to tell you that. The job she offered requires me to help her boyfriend out of a cave-in. She'll be leading the way, so we're just going to meet up with her past this dirt road."
"A cave-in? And we're still standing here!" Isis cried in disbelief. Beelzemon's smug smirk appeared on his face again as he wrapped his tail around her waist again and sat her down,
"You're the one stalling. Hang on!" She didn't even have time to wrap her arms around his waist; before she knew it, she was screaming for dear life...
/At the end of the dirt road/
"Ah, here we are!" Beelzemon said flippantly as his bike skidded to a halt, the rapid change of direction making Isis' stomach churn again.
Her companion released her and got off his bike, approaching a very beautiful digimon. She had crimson hair shaped like rose petals on top of her head and the rest of her hair was a pretty shade of strawberry blonde, hanging down to her waist.
She donned a red, skimpy and tight body suit which showed off her seemingly perfect curves very well with black gloves and boots teamed up with a long flowing cape which was black on the outside and red on the inside.
Isis may not be able to see the womon's eyes, but she was very sure the digimon was worried indeed. Beelzemon walked up to her, towering over the womon by half a head or even a head. He looked down at her and what happened next surprised Isis to no end; Rosemon held her hands up to cup Beelzemon's face with her beautiful, slender fingers and pulled him down towards her slightly as she also half-tip-toed and kissed the black-clad Mon on the lips.
They didn't stay that way very long. She pulled away not long after that as Beelzemon smirked at her, feeling quite contented with himself, "Rosemon. Nice to see you again," he said casually, as if the liplock never even happened.
She didn't return the smile, "I didn't ask you to come so we could dilly-dally. Valkyrimon's in danger. He tried to rescue some Drimogemon from the excavation site, but they won't listen. Now, they're all trapped under the rubble," she said in an unmistakable human's French accent.
"How long has it been since they went in? Is the cave completely sealed?"
"Yes, it's completely sealed. They've been in there for more than an hour and I'm afraid they may run out of air soon..." she said, worry marring her beautiful face.
Beelzemon looked at all the rubble and turned to face the rose one more time, "Why did you call for a Mega?"
Rosemon looked down at her boots, "The other digimon classes wouldn't be strong enough to get everyone out in time."
"Aw, come on! You purposely left the request there for me!" he said playfully and Rosemon snapped at him,
"I have no time to talk to you! My fiancée is inside that cave-in and you're not doing anything!" she cried, her temper flaring.
The biker smirked, "Well then, can I ask you for something?" he asked darkly and leant over to whisper in her ear. Whatever it was, Rosemon's cheeks burned bright pink and she gasped at the request. Taking a step back, she threw her right arm back and slapped the devil hard across the face.
He hissed at the stinging pain, "Remind me not to ask that question again," he said with a sinister look in his eyes before he took out both of his guns from their holsters and reduced the huge boulders to merely pebbles, "But I'll be right back, 'honey'," he teased, dashing off into the dark cave just as she brought her whip down to hit him. His laughter echoed in the cave as he vanished from their sight.
Isis thought this was a good time to ask the question that's been bugging her, "Uh... Rosemon?" she started, catching the womon's attention as she drew a whip from the inside of her cloak.
"Yes?" she asked and looked a bit surprised at Isis, "You're..."
"Human, yeah," Isis finished for the tall womon, "But that's not the point. Does he know where he's going?" she asked, motioning towards the cave.
Rosemon shrugged, "He just barges in, does everything he wants and once he's stuck, then he'll ask. We might as well catch up with him," she said and started off into the cave. Isis was going to follow suit when a tiny voice at the back of her head hollered,
Oh, no you don't! You're not going in there young lady! They have like, SUPERPOWERS and all you have is a mechanical pencil in your pocket and an electrical log book! Don't you go rushing into that cave just because your only 'guide' is going all gung-ho in there! Isis sighed inwardly and stopped Rosemon, "Wait!"
Rosemon turned around to face the small-framed human and had an unmistakable quizzical look on her face, "Do you know how I can get out of this world? Or at least a place where there are other humans?" Isis asked, hope evident in her voice.
At this point, Rosemon looked almost sorry for the scientist, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you're the only human here. But if you want to know more about this place, I suggest you ask Witchmon," she said before turning sharply on her high heels in hot pursuit of Beelzemon.
"N-no! Wait! What am I supposed to do, all alone out here?" she called into the cave and when no response came out, she fell to her knees in defeat, her only company being Behemoth.
The large black vehicle made its way towards her and nudged her with its front tire in an attempt to cheer her up. She patted it once, telling it that she wanted to be alone when suddenly, an idea struck her,
Hey, I may be armless, but nobody said I can't operate this motorcycle! She turned around to face the black machine and if it had a face, she could have sworn the big black hunk of metal had a look saying 'What are you looking at?' written all over it. Isis snickered to herself, Heh, perfect! This block of metal seems a bit attached to me, maybe if I become a bit nicer to it, it'll help me get to this Witchmon or something...
"Behemoth, come here for a sec, will you?" she asked, motioning for the motorcycle to come towards her. Oh God, I'm reduced to talking to a motorbike... I DEFINITELY need to see a psychiatrist once I get the hell outta here... Thankfully, Behemoth DID come to her and as she stood up and looked at it, she asked, VERY nicely, "Can you get me to Witchmon's house, wherever it is?"
Again, if the thing had a face, she could have sworn the poor thing would look like it just saw her sprout three extra heads that eats scrap metal. To put this simply; Behemoth was revving its engine in such a way that it sounded horrified, "Now, now, don't get all worked up. Come on, I need your help here. I'm a human, you understand? I don't belong here. Witchmon may be able to send me back home and that way, I won't be bothering you again, EVER! Your master would have you all to himself too. Isn't that what you want?"
Behemoth didn't budge. It sounded like it was computing something, "Come on Behemoth... I know you can't talk, so just hear me out. I promised your master I'd turn him into a stronger form, remember? But I can't. I only know how it looks like and what it's capable of, but I don't know how to turn him into one! If Beelzemon finds out that I lied to him, my family at home would be sad!" Okay, now that sounded a bit too desperate. Mental note to self; meet up with a shrink once I am able to get out of here in one piece, and alive!
Behemoth gave in eventually, allowing her to take the 'driver's seat and reluctantly, they were on their way towards the witch's house.
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So? What do you all think? Will she be able to get out of the Digital World? Or would Wotchmon turn her to mincemeat before that happens? O.O;
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