Sora: twitch What was that? No ice cream for you! This chapter was once more beta'd by Warrior of Darkness. The guy has way too much time on his hands, but never-the-less give him a hand, people! I do not own digimon, though it would be nice to own...
Chapter Twelve: The Diagnosis
Yamaki smirked at the reactions of the teenagers and child before him. He paused suddenly, thinking and counting once more.
"Where's Ai, Maki, and Impmon?" He asked, pondering if the wayward Impmon had even returned to his partners. Everybody in the room sweatdropped, realizing that they had forgotten someone.
"We'll see to them tomorrow." Takato stood up and stretched, his device invisible on his arm now, "Anything else you want us to do or can we go?" He asked Yamaki with a raised eyebrow, which came back down with his eyelids as Yamaki turned the bright, bright lights back on.
"Well, actually there is something. I want to take a sample of the device's metal to find out what alloy it's made out of." Yamaki went over to a table in the corner of the boardroom and picked up a vial with a stopper and a scalpel. Walking back towards the teenagers, he looked around for a volunteer. Jun stepped forward, her sleeve already rolled up. Yamaki quickly pressed the scalpel into the metal, what he didn't expect was Jun's blood curdling scream of pain. He quickly removed the scalpel from the metal and was surprised to see a bit of liquid where it had been. The odd thing about this liquid was that it was colored a light silvery-blue metallic color and was that it was trickling out of Jun's arm.
"Shit! That hurt, you jerk!" The teenage girl screamed at him, while clutching her arm to her. She quickly stopped when she saw that her blood was a different color than what it should be. Her eyes went wide with shock as suddenly the tear in the device started to mend itself like living flesh. The piece of metal on the scalpel also started to wriggle, startling the hell out of Yamaki.
"I'll go have this processed then." Yamaki stuttered out, dropping the metal in the vial and leaving before Davis could muster up enough steam to attack him with a flying fist. The teenagers all looked down at their devices. Kazu reached down and tried to pinch his, only for it to remain hard. Jun's, on the other hand, remained soft until she started to think about it. As soon as the girl's thoughts turned to why it was so soft, it started to turn firm until it felt more like metal and less like flesh.
"Well now, this is certainly interesting, isn't it?" Asked Davis from where he was attempting to have his feel like flesh. The others all sweatdropped, astonied that Davis would find this fun. Yamaki soon came back in to find Davis hiding behind a over-turned table with the others trying to get at him. He so did not want to know what was causing them to act like that. Riley came in soon behind him and also stood staring at the chaotic scene.
"Alright, alright! That's enough, children! Don't give me those looks, you are acting like children. Now put my table right and sit down!" Yamaki barked at the immature teenagers. Davis looked relieved as he crawled out and ran to the chair farthest away.
"All I did was say that this was interesting! What's wrong with that!" Davis hid behind his chair, afraid that one of the others would once more throw a hair pin or a shoe or something at him. Yamaki sighed and sat down at the head of the table.
"The processing will take a while. Good thing that it's the weekend. The scientists want you guys to stick around so that they can perform tests on the devices. Also, you guys really got to get some names for those things." Yamaki looked at each of them in turn, "And yes, this does mean a weekend in Hypnos. So go call your parents." Yamaki stood up and herded them out into the foyer of the floor where the telephones where. He once more went to see how the processing was going, leaving the children in Riley's care.
The youngsters all took turns in calling, and soon all of them had the same news. They were allowed to stay over the weekend and their parents were coming with some clothes and toiletries such as toothpaste and toothbrushes. To say the least the children were unamused that their parents liked the idea of a weekend away from them.
The children afterwards where led off to different rooms, though Suzy wouldn't let go of Henry and the two in a result went to the same room. Takato was led off to a room with a X-ray machine in it. Davis was led off to a room with brain monitoring systems and Rika, oddly enough, was led off to a room full of punching bags. To say the least she was in her element. She didn't like it, however, when her punching bags began to move. That really irritated her. After all, she put up with this too often seeing as her own personal punching bags did that too. Their names were Kazu, Kenta, and Ryo.
Rika finally started to grin as she rushed into the forest of moving punching bags. Oh, how she enjoyed this. She wasn't expecting it when one basically ran her over. Jumping back up, she had a look in her violet eyes that would make any sane person spoil their pants and run for their lives. It took her a moment to realize that she was not dealing with a person, but an inanimate object. Launching herself at the thing, she was pleasantly surprised when her new device glowed for a second and sliced right through the leather covered bag like it was warm butter.
Examining the device closer, she noticed a rather noticeable thing. The device had changed its shape and instead of it ending at her knuckles it now went beyond to end in a blade-like form. Rika started to grin a grin that would have had her punching bags begging not to get killed. Someone, the fool, had giving her a weapon.
Jun, meanwhile, was being examined to see if the metal was affecting her body in any other way. To say the least, she was unamused. As the doctors looked at the device and peeled her shirt sleeve up, they gasped, seeing the metal climbing up her arm. The device was growing. Jun, on seeing such, promptly fainted.
When all of the various tests and such where over, Riley came and shooed the teenagers and one little girl back to the boardroom. Yamaki was once more sitting at the head of table as they came in, but instead of a scowl, he was grinning an ear-to-ear grin. The former Tamers and such did not like that grin at all. It reminded some of them of their relatives, some of them of vampires, and some of them of themselves.
Yamaki motioned for them to sit down and grinned at them as they did so. As soon as they were all sat down and organized and such, he began his explanation of the device.
"Okay now. Now, first off, the metal is an unknown alloy made from unknown metals, but it is alive. That is the key there. You see, the metal is your flesh, but it's been through some type of process where it was made into metal. The blue liquid that came out of Jun's arm was blood, but it had bits of data mixed in. This device is basically a part of you. Before any of you start to make a ruckus, let me speak, okay?" Yamaki held up his hands as if to calm down the shocked minors. What he then said did anything but that. "The device is growing, though. It has begun to climb up your arms and fingers, which I am sure that some of you have noticed. The metal is only skin deep, and it's hardness depends on wither you want it to be hard or soft. It's color can be chosen through the menu, but it can also be changed by your emotions. And as Rika proved, it can change shapes, so far we have seen it in it's regular form, in a blade-form, and every form Rika could think of, which oddly enough was mostly weapons. It's also connected to your brain. After all the human cortex is the most powerful computer on this planet. I don't know anything about the Digital World though, so there might be a more powerful computer out there. So now, you may start to panic." Yamaki sat down and closed his eyes, knowing that the children assembled before him where about to panic their butts off.
And so they did, until Davis' loud voice cut through the chaos like a hot knife through warm butter.
"Cool!" Everybody in the room stopped and stared at the Gogglehead that had said that this unwanted thing was cool. To say the least, he was on the receiving end of a riot in a few seconds.
Davis ran away from the others and hid behind the two grown-ups before Rika could catch him, because when Rika caught someone, she did not let go. Yamaki stood up and glowered at the children before him.
"That is quite enough. Now, Riley will take you to your rooms that you're to be staying in. Now get going. Rika, no killing." Yamaki fixed everyone standing before him with a glare and sat back down, the lighter already out in his hand and clicking away.
The children quickly complied with the strict grown-up and hurried off to their rooms. The stuff that their parents had brought for them was laying on their beds and the night passed quickly, well, as quickly as it could with a bunch of teenagers in the same building with no parents. To say the least, Yamaki had a very bad night.
The next morning, Yamaki told them that they were free to go, but to come back if anything bad happen or if the device started to act up. To say the least, the teenagers and one little girl where happy to return to home, where the most of them proceeded to glare at their parents rather grouchily.
Where most teenagers, such as our dear Goggleheads' friends, got the day off, seeing as it was a weekend. But, and that is said with caution, three of the said teenagers were forced to help out at a rather peculiar bakery. One that was know all across town, and in seeing that is was a weekend, one that was getting a lot of business.
Jun sighed for the ninth time that day and brought more bread to the front and froze seeing Saito talking to her little brother. Normally, this wouldn't bother Jun but she knew that his lead guitarist had a broken arm, after falling down some stairs while Jun was around, and Saito was looking for a new guitarist. Davis, she knew, had the guitar down pat. These two facts, and that the two people that these facts where about where in the same room talking to each other, worried her greatly to say the least.
She saw Davis suddenly nod his head with a grin plastered on his face. That said face suddenly became serious and Saito's face became bewildered for a second at something that Davis had said. Jun saw Saito sigh and answer her brother, who just nodded and told something to Saito before walking away.
Jun sighed, she had figured out what had just happened. Davis was apart of a band and he was going to get paid more than he did at the bakery. Add in that the band singer was a total pervert and this day suddenly looked a whole lot worse. Returning to the kitchen, she forgot to use oven gloves and burnt her hands. Jun groaned, her day looked now even more bad. When Davis walked into the kitchen with a cocky grin across his face, Jun decided to wipe it off.
"Why the hell were you talking to Saito!" Jun asked as she stepped in front of her brother, who looked up with an even more cocky grin if that was possible.
"Why, my dear sister, you are looking at part of the Lounge Lizards. Odd name, isn't it? It's named after Saito, go figure." Davis told her as he stepped around her, "Now, I am going to tell our dear aunt of my recent luck, see ya!" And with that Davis hurried off to find his Aunt Mie.
When the lucky Gogglehead told his aunt he was quickly enveloped in a crushing bear hug that removed the air from his lungs immediately, Mie soon let go after she heard her nephew requesting air. Davis went up the stairs wobbling and holding his head. Plopping down on his bed, he pulled out from underneath it one of the few necessities that he had brought along from the Eastern Quadrant. It was his guitar, beaten and battered, but still useable.
He grinned and started to tune it, thinking about how much he would be hounded at school. Ah, life in the Southern Quadrant was sweet. The next day was Monday, the most evil day in the world to most children, but to Davis it was the day that a new chapter in his life began. That Monday was his first band practice, in which he would be playing with all high schoolers whereas he was only in middle school. Takato kept shooting him daggers at being excited on a Monday.
That day went by fast, and soon Davis found himself walking into Saito's garage with his guitar case slung across his back. Saito grinned at him and pulled him in to introduce him to the rest of the band.
"Okay! Now that's Jiro and that girl back there is my evil cousin Akira. Jiro is the other guitarist that you are gonna be working with and Akira is the drummer. And man, is she good, just don't let her near you when she got those sticks in hand." Saito told Davis as he showed him in, "Guys, this is Davis, the new guitarist I was telling you about." The other two waved their hands in acknowledgment, and then Davis said something stupid. He had been looking at Akira, who it appeared was rather lacking in height.
"Your kinda short, aren't you?" Davis asked Akira, who froze and looked at him with a look that would have done Rika justice. She started to walk towards him, only to be stopped by her cousin who stepped in front of her. She growled softly and let out a warning.
"I am NOT short! You aren't so tall yourself, you know!" She turned on her heel and stalked back over to her drums as Saito whispered a warning to the scared middle schooler.
"Don't mention her height. She's rather sensitive about it." Saito whispered to Davis, who just nodded in agreement. In a louder voice Saito announced that it was time to start practice. They went at a slower pace, seeing as that Davis had never played this music before, but Davis soon caught up.
"Good! Good! Because our next show is on Saturday night, so you had better be ready by then, Davis." This statement left Davis gawking at such short notice. He had a long week before him, and Akira was fixing to make it even longer. She was looking him up and down, trying to decide on something. She then said something that made his veins fill with ice.
"You need a make-over! I'm sure Jun can help me." The teen girl got a odd gleam in her eyes as she said this. Saito looked up at Jun's name and was promptly hit in the head with a flying drumstick. The odd thing was that Akira hadn't even been looking as she threw the stick. Never-the-less Saito was rolling on the floor, clutching his head in agony.
Davis grinned at this and excused himself to go home. Saito sat up and grinned.
"Say hi to your sister for me, Davis!" Saito called out before he was once more hit in the head. Davis snickered at that before he left for home. When he arrived at the bakery, he found Takato once more lugging 50-pound bags of flour into the bakery. Ah, how much he was going to enjoy band life. Davis walked inside and smirked at his sister.
"Saito says hi." Davis told her in a sing-song type of voice. Jun started to walk towards her brother, who had taken off running. Takato put a end to the argument and dragged Davis off upstairs. Dragging Davis into their room, he plopped down on the bed and looked up at him.
"I need help. I got no idea what to call these things, but you have that big huge brain of yours that knows a lot of words, right?" Takato asked his cousin, still looking hopeful. Davis flopped down on his own bed and started to think.
"Hm. Well now, this one is a toughie. How 'bout Gestalt? It is sometimes used to describe a sort of merge with a machine." Davis blinked then and scratched his head, "How did I even know that word? Man, this is weird." Davis grinned at his cousin and went off to do his homework. The rest of the week went by rather smoothly until Davis got to Friday afternoon. That afternoon, he got jumped by two high school girls he knew very well. It was make-over time.
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Sora: grins Now there is to be songs! Give a hand to Akira, who wrote an entire album last night... Which will be used in the story, just not in this chapter... She wrote 15 songs in two hours... That's like, one every eight minutes... Damn...
CR: Oh no. I'm out of here! tries to get up to find that her pelt is glued to her seat Did you glue me to my seat!
Sora: Bleah! Anyways, people! My dearest sister made a appearance in this chapter, and believe me it's her to a T. Short, green eyes, and one evil temper that will go off if she reads this. Sigh I'm doomed! And with this chapter, I have now wrote twenty thousand words. Whoa! Now my dear Readers become my dear Reviewers!
