Chapter 2: Lost and Found.
"Hello Darcwalker, it is so nice to have you," King Andros looked through aged blue eyes. His skin was wrinkled an tan from years of hard work. His brow was permanantly furrowed from decisions made as king for the past twenty-one years. His hair was salt and pepper grey, and his eyes were a faded blue.
Each of the three houses, Moon, Saint, and Wolfe, were all shared relation to King Andros Eldoradi. Eli is the descendant of Laurance Moon, the kings brother, Arrianna is descendant, of Wolfgang Lupe, another of his brothers, and Mary-Alice's line is descendant of Clarice Light, King Andros' only sister.
"Eli, Arrianna, Mary-Alice, Saphiramon, Gatomon, and Dorumon." King Andros stood, straitening his purple, and gold trimmed robes. " Thank you for finding your lost cousin, my lost granddaughter." He walked tall, with grace about him. "Lady Riley, Darcwalker," He hugged a shocked Darcwalker, " How I have missed you so, though we have never met, I have loved you since you were born. Brave slymon," He put a decrepit flesh and bone hand upon Slymon's broad shoulder, "I thank you for taking care of her for these eighteen long years." Slymon bowed his head humbly to the king.
"Why touch?" Darcwalker wrapped her arms around herself, sort of mimicking the kings sign of affection. "Why touch Darcwlker in such way?" Her look became vacant, she was now in a burning house, hugging a small purple fox-like in training digimon. "Daddy? where are you? I can't breath! Daddy!"
"Riley? Riley baby, were are you?" She heard her fathers voice over crackling flames, " Victorygreymon, find Riley," She saw her fathers silhouette against the orage and red inferno. "Riley! there you are, are you hurt, Demislymon?"
"I'm okay, Daddy." Riley blinked back from the memory, she was laying with her head on slymon's knees. She was no longer that little girl, and the people in the memory she knew no longer.
Slymon helped his partner up, she still felt dizzy. "Darcwalker?" he said holdeing her shoulders. Everyone stared in shock, at the feral princess.
"Fine, no worry." Darcwalker found her barings, and was standing on her own, when a squat older woman entered the thrown room.
" Ma' lord," Jeraldeine, King Andros' sweet white haired maid, who wore a pink dress, with a white apron, and was never seen without an ear-to-ear smile. " Lady Riley's chamber is ready."
"Ah Jeraldeine! just who i wanted to see." Andros smiled. "Your fired."
"But my lord!" Jeraldeine began to protest but stopped when Andros raised his hand.
"As my maid, I would like you to take the job of Lady, Darcwalkers maid." Andros emphasized Darcwalker's name.
"Um?" Darcwalker tapped Andros' shoulder. "When we eat?" Everyone in the room laughed, whether it was the question, or how she addressed her grandfather.
"Sweet Darcwalker, My name is Andros ma' dear." Andros still chortled while explaining dinner was soon. "Lets get you clean, and in some new clothes, okay? Eli, Arrinna, Mary-Alice, My dearest nieces and nephew, please, take Darcwalker, and Jeraldeine to Darcwalker's quarters, and all of you get acquainted, take your partners as well."
"Yes, Ma' lord" each of the royal children bowed, or curtsied, and fallowed their beloved uncle's orders.
On their way to Darcwalkers quarters, Eli took the opertunity to "catch up" with his long lost cousin. "Um. Darcwalker,"
"Yes." Darcwalkers speech was far more advanced then her wildly beautiful looks. "You Eli?"
"Yes, I am. What does your name mean?" the young nobleman sounded meek, almost fearful he would offend his new found cousin.
"Darcwalker mean one who walks in shadows. name usually given to Renameon, or Slymon royalty." Her eyes glimmered with each window they passed by on the staircase. "Elder Sakuyamon say Darcwalker is special, deserve royal name."
"These are your quarters. " Arrianna turned to a room to her left. She crossed the room, a procession of her family members behind her. She crossed the room to a dark oak wardrobe, that she opened, and retrieved a deep purpe long dress. "Jeraldeine made this for you. I'll take your clothes, and put them in that trunk."
" When your changed," Mary-Alice smiled she loved doing hair, "I will help fix your hair!"
"Darcwalker change?" Darcwalker shrugged her shoulders, and removed the tanned deer hide vest, in front of all her cousins.
"Woah!" Mary-Alice wrapped the vest back around her. "Not in front of everyone, Eli take Saphiramon and Slymon and leave!"
"EEEEWWWWWW!!!!!!" Saphiramon was layng on the ground covering his head. "Gross! thats thats thats!"
"Your cousin, come on Saphiramon." Eli picked up his embarassed furbal of a dragon digimon partner, both of their faces blazing red, and left with Slymon.
"Ok sweety, lets get you fixed up!" Mary-Alice walked to the wooden vanity she wrung out a white cloth from an intricatly made bowl of warm water. When she attempted to wash her new found cousin's face, Darcwalkerslapped her hand away.
"What try to do?" The feral girl looked fierce. She bent her legs slightly, like she was about to pounce on the pixi-like Mary-Alice.
"Hunny, its just water, calm down. I'm just goin to wash your face." Mary-Alice stepped forward, tryng again to wash the layers of dirt from her face. Once again Darcwalker smacked her hand away.
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"So Slymon, whats your favorite color?" Saphiramon sat in front of Slymon, he was on question thiry-five of twenty questions.
" Saphiramon don't bother him." Eli gave his partner a death glare.
"Well if we're gonna live with him, we might as well..."
Saphiramon jerked his head around. His eyes were wide, as he bared his teeth. "Digimon!"
Slymon stood. "Darcwalker" His figure faded. Saphiramon ran burst through the wooden double doors of Darcwalkers quarters. All four digimon stared down a small purple Tsumemon, a dark digimon with the apearance of a hand witha singular eye.
"Saphiramon! such a big comotion over that!" Eli fought back laughter at the sight of a frightened Mary-Alice, and Angewomon restraining a struggling Darcwalker.
"Dash Metal." Dorumon's claws turned to six long metalic weapons. She slashed the small digimon, reducing it to data.
"Saphiramon, Slymon! why such a huge deal?" Eli stomped his foot. " That was A tiny digimon that angewomon or Dorumon could have took out easily with out you two!"
"ELLIOT! GET OUT!" Mary-Alice threw a bar of soap, beaning Eli in the forehead.
"Saphiramon, was that the digimon you sensed?" Slymon looked down at the pure white digimon.
"No I sensed one much stronger." Saphiramon was still tense.
"I did as well." ~I know it wasn't Angewmon, or even Tsunemon. the dark energy was much stronger.~ The thought bothered Slymon, He knew he should not have thought it, for through his bond Darcwalker would hear the troubling fact.