Episode 5:Aftermath
A phone buzzed on a long nightstand, its light pouring into the dark room. The door to the bathroom swung open nearby, a figure stepping out, with a towel over his head.
He was a young hispanic man, with short curly locks of black hair. A patch of bristly facial hair grew from his chin. Emblazoned on the left side of his bare chest was a tattoo. Depicting a clockwork heart, surrounded by filigree.
He quickly snatched up the phone, holding it to his ear. "Hello?"
"Yo, Suarez, are you at home?"
The young man recognized the voice as his coworker, Maria.
"Yeah. What's up?"
"We gotta big scoop happening over in the west shopping district! Another digital gate opened up! Get your ass over there, before there's no story to cover!"
"You got it!"
He was already rushing to get dressed as he hung up. The ruckus of his movements gathered the attention of his partner in the next room. Whose ears perked, her eyes lifting from the book in front of her.
She was a small horse like digimon, with light brown fur. A pair of small golden horns sprouted from her forehead. Attached to each of her forehooves were gold bracers, decorated with red crystal. Several scars covered her body, the largest of which, stretched across her front.
The horse digimon watched him, as he moved back and forth across the room, grabbing his things.
"Francisco, what's got you in such a hurry?" she asked.
"Big story going down, Ariomon!" Francisco answered. "Gotta get there quick."
Ariomon nodded at that, quickly understanding. "I'll grab your keys."
She quickly moved to the living room table, grabbing the keys in her mouth. Her partner stepped out of his room, just as she returned. He offered her a quick thanks, and the pair headed for the door.
"You know you don't have to come." Francisco said, as they headed down the stairs.
"I'm not letting you go out there alone." Ariomon insisted. "Knowing you, your going to end up getting in trouble. And I need to be there if you do."
"Oh come on! When was the last time I got into any trouble?"
"Two weeks ago." Ariomon answered flatly, stepping out of the building. "When you were trying to investigate that supposed drug operation."
"I was doing fine. I could have taken those guys." Francisco smiled.
"I seem to recall you getting punched in the face. You're lucky your nose isn't broken."
Francisco hopped into the car, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. It all turned out well in the end."
Ariomon slid into the passenger's seat. "Only because I was there."
The young man ignored her comment, and revved up the engine. The car then pulled out, and sped off toward the scene of the attack.
It only took the pair a few minutes drive before they pulled up to the shopping district. They both quickly stepped out, surveying the destruction. Police officers, and other emergency responders were moving all about. A perimeter was quickly being set up around the area of destruction. Agent Miller stood in the distance, taking statements from Kai, Michael, and Undinemon. Her partner, Buraimon, stood nearby, keeping watch.
Some distance away were three DDA agents, and their partners. They surrounded the fallen Golemon. Special bonds of chrome digizoid were being attached to his limbs. Any attempt to make a move, and escape, would mean facing the agents, and their digimon. So, the giant sat silently as they bound him, seething with rage.
Other agents were scrambling to cuff the small group of Gotsumon as well. The rookie digimon offered no resistance, their bodies still feeling the effects of Laura's weapon.
Within moments, another car, marked with the DDA insignia, pulled up. Arnold, and Starmon stepped out of the car, heading toward the scene.
Francisco saw his opportunity, and pulled out his to phone to record. He rushed toward the two agents, Ariomon right behind him.
"Excuse me!" Francisco exclaimed. "Francisco Suarez, I'm with The Seeker. What can you tell me about what happened here?"
"We're not allowed to divulge any information at this time." Arnold replied professionally.
"Do you believe this rift breach is tied to the previous one a month ago?" Francisco asked, continuing to move alongside him. "You are the head investigators in that case, aren't you?"
"Somebody did their research." Starmon laughed. "We can't confirm or deny that question. The investigation is still ongoing."
"Does the DDA have any theories about these strange events?"
"No comment." Arnold answered, a he neared the police line.
He, and his partner flashed their badges, and stepped into the perimeter. Francisco tried to follow after, but was stopped by one of the officers. Moments later, several news vans came rushing onto the scene. Camera people, and reporters scrambled out, getting themselves ready.
"I suppose we'll just have to see what we can get from here." Ariomon said, moving to Francisco's side.
The young man looked around the perimeter of the disaster. He glanced over at the other reporters as they prepared for a live broadcast.
"Any old chump can do a report from the outside." he commented. "I think it's time we do some real investigating."
Ariomon let out a long sigh. "Your going to try and sneak past the police line, aren't you?"
"Hey, good idea." Francisco smirked.
He quickly rushed off to a nearby alleyway. Ariomon let out another sigh, shaking her head. Then, with a bit of reluctance, she followed after him.
The pair turned down another side street as they reached the end of the alleway. They hopped over a bit of rubble in their path, and slipped into a nearby wrecked building. Glass, and piles of rubble littered the ground inside. Part of the roof above them having caved in.
Ariomon suddenly caught the sound of approaching footsteps, and motioned toward cover. They both leapt behind a pile of rubble, and peaked out. A firefighter soon stepped into the building surveying the scene. While Francisco and Ariomon waited with bated breath.
After several moments, the firefigher finally left, stepping back out. Once the coast was clear, Francisco, and Ariomon moved to the other side of the room, coming to a closed metal door. The man gave it a few hard shoves, but it would not budge. His eyes then glanced over to a nearby security panel.
"Do you think you could take care of this?" he asked, gesturing to the box.
"We're already breaking the law, I suppose." she sighed. "Step aside."
Francisco backed away, as Ariomon stepped forward. Sparks of golden electricity then began to crackle between her two horns.
"Twin Thunder!"
A bolt of lightning fired from each of her horns, moving together in a spiral. The bolts struck the control box, releasing a flash of sparks, and smoke. When the smoke cleared, the device was left a mangled pile of scrap. Francisco then moved in, swinging the door open.
"Nice work!" he exclaimed. "Now come on! If we keep moving through the buildings we might find a way into the perimeter."
He rushed through the now open door, Ariomon cantering behind him.
Arnold, and Starmon approached agent Miller, and her partner. The pair were just finishing up their round of questioning. Everyone quickly exchanged introductions, before Arnold took a moment to survey the scene.
"So, what exactly went down here?"
"A couple of Golemon came through the rift." Rebecca answered. "A bunch of Gotsumon were with them too. They started causing all kinds of chaos. Only a dozen or so people were injured, but several buildings were damaged." She pointed a thumb behind her. "Especially that one."
Arnold, and Starmon looked past her. The smoking remains of the car Golemon had thrown stuck out from the building. Rubble was piled atop it. Only two of the buildings walls remained mostly undamaged.
"What was that building?" Arnold asked, eyes narrowing.
"It was a partner registration firm from what I could gather." Laura answered, glancing back at the building. "Why?"
Starmon quickly caught on to his partner's thought process.
"Ya think that might have been their target?" he questioned.
"You think this was planned?" said Buraimon, stepping closer.
"Can't say for sure yet. But, its a theory." Arnold answered, shaking his head.
Arnold took a look over at the towering Golemon. His hands were now completely enclosed in chrome digizoid bonds. His leg had been reattached, and he was slowly being drawn to his feet. The Gotsumon were being filed into an armored vehicle, all bound as well.
"What about them?"
"They haven't said a word since we took them down." Buriamon replied. "The Gotsumon have been unconscious. We tried questioning Golemon, but he wouldn't talk."
"I'd like to have a few words with them once they're back at headquarters." Arnold said, watching the giant stand once more.
"Sure thing." Rebecca shrugged. "You are the head of this whole digital gate investigation."
"Ya'll said there was two Golemon." Starmon pointed out. "What happened to the other one?"
The woman pointed to Undinemon, Michael, and Kai, sitting nearby. Kai seemed lost in thought, looking down at his hands. Undinemon was patting Michael's back, trying to stop his subtle shaking.
"Apparently she digivolved to protect her partner." Laura stated. "She was the one that took him out."
Arnold looked over to the three. His eyes soon zeroed in on Kai, squinting in curiosity.
"I recognize him. He was at the scene of the first rift incident."
"Seriously?" Laura laughed. "Kid must have some bad luck."
Arnold hummed noncommittally, but said nothing. Before he could ponder any longer, he felt his digivice vibrate in his pocket. He whipped out the device, pressing a button before holding it to his ear.
"This is Strauss."
A gruff voice on the other end of the line replied within seconds.
"Strauss, we need you and Starmon over at the Fox Enterprises building."
"What happened?" Arnold asked, body tensing.
"Apparently Cassandra Fox, one of her classmates, and their partners were attacked by two digimon. We think it might be linked to this whole rift business. Once the situation is handled over there, I want you to head over, and investigate."
Arnold was going to respond with another question, when he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked over to the alleway across from him. Hidden just behind a dumpster he could make out a figure.
"We'll be over as soon as possible sir." Arnold finally said. His eyes never leaving the darkened alleway.
Arnold then hung up the line, moving toward the alley. Starmon quickly followed, moving in step beside him. The pair soon circled around to the far side of the dumpster. There they found Francisco, and Ariomon huddling behind cover.
The younger man looked up at the pair of investigators. He chuckled, giving them a friendly smile, and a wave. Ariomon took up an aggressive stance, small sparks crackling off of her fur.
"Stand down there kid." Starmon ordered. "You don't wanna start nothing with us."
"I could say the same to you, DDA lapdogs." Ariomon warned.
Starmon's eyes narrowed at the rookie, but he said nothing.
"Take it easy, Ariomon." Francisco whispered.
Arnold looked over the two. "I could have you both arrested for entering an investigation area." He glanced at Ariomon. "And if you keep up that tone, threatening an officer could be added to the list."
Francisco quickly stood up, touching a hand to Ariomon's head. "Listen, officers, we don't want any trouble. We were just trying to get a story. It seems to me you've got your hands full with this whole mess."
He gestured vaguely to the devastation beyond the alleyway.
"You don't really need to waste your time on us do you? We'll just leave the way we came in, and be out of your hair. What do you say? Hmm?"
Several, long, tense seconds passed between the four. Ariomon never dropped her stance, fur bristling with electricity. Arnold, and Starmon stood unflinchingly, and silent. The pair shared a brief look, and a nod. Then, finally, Arnold let out a long drawn out sigh.
"Alright, fine. You two can go."
Francisco's body relaxed as he let out a sigh of his own. Before he and Ariomon could make a move to leave, Arnold raised a hand.
"But, if I catch you two lurking around here again, you won't be so lucky."
"Sure thing!" Francisco exclaimed a bit too eagerly. "Come on Ariomon, let's get out of here."
Ariomon stood her ground for several more moments, before trailing after her partner. She spared the two investigators a glance, and disappeared around corner along with Francisco.
"You sure it was good idea to let em loose?" Starmon asked.
"It'll be fine. Just a couple of nosy reporters." Arnold answered. "Besides, that guy was right, we have enough on our plate as it is."
"Fair enough. So, what was that call about?"
The two started to move out of the alleyway, before Arnold replied.
"It seems we have a meeting with the young miss Fox."
Arnold, and Starmon surveyed over the scene for a few more minutes. The pair traded information with various DDA officers there, as Golemon, and the Gotsumon were taken into custody. Once they were sure they had everything they needed, they headed for their car, and took off toward Fox Enterprises.
They drove past Francisco, and Ariomon as they waited in their own car. Ariomon soon saw a look in her partner's eyes as he buckled his seatbelt. She closed her eyes, letting out a groan.
"We're going to follow them, aren't' we?"
"Am I really that predictable?" Francisco asked.
"Sometimes? Yes."
Molly, and Liollmon sat in the penthouse that was Cassandra's home. A cup of freshly brewed tea sat in front of the girl. Cassandra sipped her own drink, slurping softly. Liollmon snacked away at some freshly cooked steak, trying to recover his strength. Impmon devoured his own meal as well, though with less table manners.
The room was mostly silent, as Molly glanced around. She felt overwhelmed by all the finery around her. Her family was relatively well off, but her home held none of the grandeur the penthouse did. The sleek modern furniture, and expensive art pieces further added to its opulent nature. As well as the beautiful view overlooking the city.
Despite its beauty however, something felt off about the space. It was cold, and empty. Everything looking shining, and pristine. It didn't feel lived in. As if it were some sort of museum showpiece instead of a home.
"Is something wrong with your tea?" Cassandra asked.
Molly was suddenly snapped from her thoughts, and turned to the other girl. After finally processing her words, she reached for her cup, blowing on it softly.
"Sorry, I was just spacing out."
"That's quite alright." Cassandra replied. "I don't blame you. We did just have quite a harrowing experience."
Molly took a sip of her drink, and replied. "You seem pretty calm about the whole thing."
Cassandra looked down at her tea, and sighed. She seemed thoughtful for a moment, before speaking up again.
"This isn't the first attempt on my life."
Both Molly, and Liollmon paused, looking to the girl with wide eyes. Impmon seemed to stop as well, his face serious.
"Seriously?" Molly asked.
Cassandra nodded. "When you're the daughter of one of the most powerful women in the world, you often find yourself as a target. But that's what Gerrard, and his team are for."
"And me." Impmon added. "Ain't nobody touching you as long as I'm around."
"Of course." Cassandra smiled.
Moments later, the doors to the penthouse opened up. A man, and woman dressed in well tailored suits moved to either side of the door. Following right after them, Arnold, and Starmon stepped into the room.
The pair stopped, momentarily taken aback, as they saw Molly, and Liollmon. Molly offered them a small wave, Liollmon inclining his head in greeting.
"Ah, you two must be from the DDA." Cassandra said, standing from her seat.
"That's right, Miss Fox. I'm Starmon." the digimon greeted. "And this here's my partner, Arnold."
"Glad to see your doing well, Miss Mhan." Arnold smiled.
"You know each other?" Cassandra asked, looking between the pair.
"Miss Mhan and Liollmon were at the first digital gate incident." Arnold replied. "We questioned them a few weeks back."
"From what we heard about the report, ya'll seem to have found yourselves in some more trouble." Starmon commented.
"It seems to be happening a lot lately." Liollmon grumbled under his breath.
Arnold, and Starmon moved to the other side of the couch, pulling out their recorders.
"We're going to be taking a statement about the incident, and ask you some questions." Arnold said.
"Of course." Cassandra nodded. "Can I interest you in some tea? This could take a bit."
"That'd be mighty kind of ya." Starmon nodded.
"Thank you. I'd love some." Arnold grinned. "Glad to see your more hospitable than your mother. Uh...no offense meant of course!"
"It's quite alright, Mr. Strauss." Cassandra replied. "I'm well aware of my mother's reputation."
One of Cassandra's many aides soon brought in hot cups of tea for the pair. The investigators then flipped on their devices, and looked to the four.
"Now, let's start with those questions."
After finishing with their line of questioning, Arnold, and Starmon hopped into their car. The pair were silent throughout the trip down. Both their minds working away at all their new information.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Starmon asked, buckling his seatbelt.
Arnold revved the engine. "That it's too much of a confidence these attacks happened at relatively same time?"
"Yeah. They're connected somehow." Starmon replied. "I'm thinking those two digimon that attacked them were after Cassandra. Everybody else just got caught in the crossfire."
"Maybe." Arnold sighed. "I don't know how its connected to the attack at the shopping district though."
"Weil why don't we have a chat with our big rocky friends?" Starmon questioned, as they pulled onto the street.
"You read my mind."
A block away, Francisco, and Ariomon watched the pair take off down the road. Ariomon looked up to the Fox Enterprises building with a glare. She hated it, and everything it represented. A monument to greed, and corruption that didn't deserve to stand.
"Hmm, I wonder what they were doing here." Francisco thought aloud.
"The DDA, and Fox Enterprises have a close relationship." Ariomon practically spat. "It's not that odd."
Francisco glanced over at her with a frown but said nothing. He then checked the time on his phone, and turned on the engine.
"I need to get to the office, and get this report written. Do you want me to drop you off at the apartment?'
"No." Ariomon replied. "If your going to be working this story, you're inevitably going to end up in trouble again."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." Francisco grumbled. "Can't you have a little faith in me?'
"I have faith your going to get in over your head very quickly." the digimon deadpanned.
Francisco rolled his eyes, and pulled out of the alleyway, and onto the street. The pair taking off to the offices of The Seeker.
The sleek limousine pulled up to the Mhan's home. Molly, and Liollmon stepped out, offering a quick goodbye to Cassandra, and Impmon. The pair then strolled toward the entrance.
"Hey, lets maybe keep this whole thing from mom, okay?" Molly said, as they reached the door.
"Why?" Liollmon asked.
"Cause I don't want to worry her, okay?" Molly sighed. "We've had three near death experiences in the past month. She's stressed enough as it is. Plus...I'd rather not get another lecture from dad."
Liollmon let out a long sigh, but nodded all the same. He then looked back to his partner.
"What about you? You're worried about your mother being stressed but you're the one actually in danger."
"I'm dealing." Molly answered simply.
Liollmon wanted to question her more, but decided against it. The pair then stepped inside, announcing their presence. They found Elena in the living room, pacing about. She then rushed over to them, her face marred with worry.
"Have either of you heard from Kai?"
"No." Molly answered, shaking her head. "Mom, what's wrong?'
"I sent him to the pharmacy two hours ago, and he hasn't gotten back yet." Elena answered. "He forgot to take his phone with him, so I haven't been able to call him. I'm starting to get worried that something might have happened to him."
Molly frowned, and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry mom, I'm sure he's fine."
Before Molly could reassure her further, the front door swung open. Kai soon stepped through, the others staring back at him. He smiled simply, and held up the bottle of Elena's prescription.
"I'm...sorry I took so long."
Elena quickly rushed over to him. "Oh, thank goodness you're back! What kept you? I was starting to get worried."
The four moved into the living room as Kai explained the events of the attack. He then apologized again for making Elena worry. The woman was quick to push it aside. Simply happy that he was home, safe and sound.
"I think I'm going to go to my room now." Kai announced.
"Of course, you've had a long day." Elena smiled. "I'll call you when dinners ready."
Kai nodded, and moved toward the stairs. Molly watched him with a frown as he disappeared up to the second floor. Once inside his room, Kai closed the door behind him, and moved to sit on the bed.
He looked down to one of his hands thoughtfully, opening, and closing his fist. He thought back to his encounter with the Golemon, and Gotsumon. That alien feeling of sensing their presence before they attacked. The way his body moved without thinking, performing feats he would not think impossible.
Then there was the heat. It wafted off him in waves. He could feel it coursing through him as well. Like fire in his veins, filling him with strength.
"It's just like before." he thought aloud. "At the restaurant. How...do I keep doing these things?"
He sighed heavily, and flopped down onto his back. For several long moments he stared up at the ceiling. His mind wandering, and pondering his previous question, along with dozens of others. Trying desperately to find an answer somewhere deep within his thoughts.
That night, Kai dreamed. It was all a blur. Flashes of images, and feelings.
A giant glass cylinder, filled with bubbling green fluid. Hoses filled with a stream of fiery orange pixels. Pain, and confusion. Hypodermic needles piercing into flesh. Warmth and fire. Shadowed figures standing over him. Cold metal against his skin.
There were dozens of others, coming in a constant stream. Too hard to make out, or discern in anyway. He tossed, and turned in his bed as the memories continued to flow. Waves of heat poured off his body. Then finally, one last image flashed through his mind.
A golden, slitted eye, surrounded by red scales.
A soft knock on his door suddenly snapped him from his dreams. He shook off the fogginess in his head, before walking toward the door. As he swung it open, he found Molly standing on the other side.
The girl looked him over for a moment. "You okay? You don't look so hot."
"Just a bad dream." Kai answered.
"If you say so." Molly shrugged. "Come on, breakfast is ready. Oh, and when we're done I've got a surprise for you."
"What kind of surprise?"
"You'll have to wait, and find out." Molly smirked.
The girl took off down the hall, and slid down the railing of the stairs. Kai let out a sigh, and quickly changed his clothes. He then followed after her, heading into the kitchen. Where the whole family, including Victor, and his partner Dobermon, waited.
After making his plate, Kai sat across from the older man. Victor eyed him for several moments. He noted that Kai was wearing some of Robert's old clothes. His brow furrowed but he didn't comment on it.
"I heard you were caught up in the rift incident yesterday." he said, sipping his coffee.
Kai looked up from his meal, and replied. "Yes sir."
"That's the third time you've been caught up in something dangerous like that." Victor said thoughtfully. "You seem to be a magnet for trouble, young man."
"I...suppose it's just bad luck." Kai shrugged.
Victor hummed in affirmation, taking another sip of coffee. Elena gave him a glare to silence any further questioning he might have. He simply nodded in reply. Breakfast then continued in awkward silence.
Victor, and Dobermon finished their meals first, and quickly headed out the door. When everyone else was finished, Kai helped Sarah clear the dishes. The young man then moved to the living room, where Molly, and Liollmon waited.
"So, what's this surprise you were talking about?" Kai asked.
Molly stood from the couch with a smile. "Well, we've both kinda had a rough month. All the stuff with you getting settled in, and the whole thing with Oni Bowl. Then yesterday you got caught up in all that digital gate mess, and I-"
The girl suddenly stopped herself for a moment. Kai cocked his head curiously at her. Molly then cleared her throat before continuing.
"I...got this big project going on! Yeah! So, I thought we deserved to do something fun."
"Like what?" Kai asked.
"Well, I just so happened to score some tickets to Julia Roux's charity concert next week!"
"Who's...Julia Roux?"
"Only the biggest, and most amazing pop singer ever!" Molly exclaimed.
"She's alright." Liollmon commented. "I think she's a bit overrated if you ask me."
"Well, thankfully nobody asked you." Molly huffed. She then turned back to Kai. "So, what do you say? It'll be a lot of fun!"
Kai considered her offer for several moments, before answering with a nod.
Molly pumped her fist. "Yes! I can't wait!"
Kai quickly found the girl's enthusiasm infectious, and couldn't help but smile. His haunting dreams from the night prior now seemingly forgotten.
Francisco sat his desk in The Seeker's offices. Papers were stacked in a haphazard manner atop his desk. A half full mug of coffee sat beside him, as well as his digital recorder. The sound of dozens of tapping keyboards filled the air. Occasionally a phone would ring out, interrupting the string of noise.
Ariomon was nearby, napping in an open spot beneath Francisco's desk. She had long since learned to tune out the noise of the office around her. After spending many long hours here at her partner's side.
"Yo, Suarez!"
Francisco suddenly turned in his chair. Across the room, he could his boss strolling over to him. A portly man, with a defined mustache.
"I'm gonna need you for a job next week." the man said as he neared.
"Which would be?" Francisco asked, dreading the answer.
"I want you to cover the Julia Roux charity concert next week."
Francisco let out a long drawn out groan. "Can't you get anybody else? I freaking hate reporting on stupid celebrity news. "
"Cry me a river." the man commented. "Your the only one I can spare at the moment. And that 'stupid celebrity news', get us lots of views on the site. Which gets us revenue."
He pressed a finger into Francisco's chest. "Revenue that pays to keep a roof over your head. Savvy?"
"Yeah, I got it." Francisco grumbled.
His boss stood straight. "Good."
The man then took off, heading toward his office. Once he was out of sight, Francisco cursed under his breath. He then downed the rest of his coffee. Flinching, as the cold, bitter brew slid down his throat.
"It sounds like you have some fun plans next week." Ariomon commented, not opening her eyes.
"Shut up."
Arnold, and Starmon strode through the halls of the containment facility. It was built on the lower levels of the DDA building, and was a relatively small facility. Usually only used for temporary containment. Until prisoners could be moved to a proper facility.
Another agent moved ahead of them, leading the way. The sound of their footfalls echoed in the cavernous hall. Empty containment cells were set into the walls on either side of them. Increasing in size as they moved further down.
Eventually they came to the last set of the cells. They were giant, with enough room to hold all but the largest of digimon. Inside one of the cells sat Golemon. His arms were still bound with thick chrome digizoid shackles. A field of crackling energy kept the cell secure. It had a semisolid look, appearing like dozens of tessellating hexes.
"That'll be all." Arnold said, turning to the other agent.
The young man saluted smartly, and took off back the direction they had come. Arnold, and Starmon then turned to the cell before them. If Golemon had noticed their presence he made no show of it.
"I'm sure you know why we're here." Arnold stated.
"We need to ask you some questions." Starmon added. "If ya'll cooperate we might consider shortening your sentence."
Golemon shifted his shoulders with a grumble, but said nothing.
"Why did you attack the shopping center?" Arnold questioned, voice stern. "Was this premeditated? Were you after a specific target?"
Again, the digimon did not reply.
Starmon moved closer to the cell wall. He produced a large package from under his arm. It was an oversized chocolate bar. It was comically large in Starmon's grip. But it would have been perfectly sized for the stone giant.
"I know y'all ain't had nothing good to eat since ya got here." Starmon said, holding up the bar. "But if you're willing to talk, this fine chocolate right here could be yours. It's the good stuff too. Real high quality."
Suddenly, Golemon stood from the floor, and rushed toward the cell wall. With his shackled fists he crashed into the barrier. There was a flash of energy as they connected, making the two investigator's flinch.
"I will not be bribed with food, like some animal!" the giant roared. "Keep your treats to yourself, traitor!"
"Ah, so he does speak." Arnold smiled.
"Do not insult my intelligence, human!" Golemon roared.
"Alright, settle down." Starmon said, placatingly. "We just wanna ask some questions. No need to get aggressive."
"Your questions mean nothing to me." the digimon replied. "I would rather die than betray my cause."
"Your cause?" Arnold asked, quirking a brow.
"Yes! A grand design! The vision of our-"
Golemon's eyes suddenly widened, and he took a step back from the barrier. The stone giant then began to look about above him.
"Yes. I know. Your will has been done." he mumbled, staring upward.
Starmon and Arnold shared a confused look, but said nothing. Golemon continued to ramble on, as if speaking to some invisible occupant in the room.
"I have been captured. The DDA seek to question me."
There was a long pause, and then the giant nodded.
"Of course. By your will."
Without warning, Golemon slammed into the barrier again headfirst. Over, and over again, he crashed into the field of force. Flashes of energy flew from the barrier each time. A crack then began to form along Golemon's head.
"Stop!" Arnold shouted. "Your going to-"
Before the last of the words left his mouth, Golemon slammed his head into the barrier one last time. The crack on Golemon's head split open, stone splintering. Liquid data poured from the wound, and the giant tumbled backward. With a thunderous boom, he crashed into the floor. His body then slowly began to dissolve into data.
Suddenly the two agents heard the sound of approaching footfalls. The pair turned, to see the agent from earlier, sprinting toward them. He came to a stop several feet away, gasping for breath.
"Sirs! The Gotsumon! T-they just went mad! Starting attacking each other until none of them were left!"
The pair''s eyes widened in utter shock. Slowly, Arnold turned back to Golemon's now empty cell.
"What the hell have we gotten ourselves into?"
All Starmon could do was shake his head in reply. Within moments, the last of Golemon's body dissipated. The manacles holding him clattered to the floor, his shining digicore floating above them.
To Be Continued...
Next Time On Digimon Cross! Episode 6:Live Performance
Author's Notes:
We have a new original digimon to talk about this time around. Ariomon. Her name comes from Arios. A legendary horse said to move faster than the wind. Not much else to say. I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far!
As always, thanks for reading.