Chapter 3: The World We Know.
"Where… Where am I?" I am floating in darkness, just black wherever I look. I am weightless… floating… just floating here in pitch darkness with nothing but my own thoughts for company. "Hmm?" I turn my head to the left to see a small yellow light shining in the darkness. Dim but… it is there, I try to correct my body so I can get over to the light but… I can't move… I can only move my head. The light moves closer, the light getting brighter so I close my eyes as the light is starting to hurt my eyes. I can tell it is circling me due to the red within my vision even though, my eyes are sealed tight. The red light slowly fades and I find myself more… well… feeling more natural I guess you can say. I can feel a gentle breeze fluttering over me, cooling my pale flesh but I can also feel the heat of the sun's rays… and grass beneath my body. There is no grass on the mountain… I didn't leave the cave after I went into it; just fell to sleep so… is this a dream? I slowly open my eyes of coal and lean up, using my elbows to support my weight as I force myself into a sitting posture. I find myself taking my time to register what has happened, I am not longer on the blizzard mountain well… not that I can see anyway. I'm in a lush forest with flowers, grass and sun light… I find myself also, relaxing more than I have done in… well… as long as I can remember really.
"There's only one place I could be that would make me feel this at ease." I groan as I move my tired body to get onto my feet. Once on my feet I sigh and place my hands inside the pockets of my leather trousers, my eyes of coal looking around my current surroundings. A faint smile growing on my lips as I close my eyes and tilt my head slightly downwards. "The Digital World." The memories of this place come rushing back, I may not understand why the Humans did what they did to me and the others but it had something to do with this world and its inhabitants. That much I know for sure but still… why? Raising my head and opening my eyes I start to walk forward, the sounds and smells of the forest filling my beings and making me feel more and more at ease. I remember the first time I came here; they wanted me to gather the data of Animal Type Digimon.
"HybridReapermon, have you acquired the data yet?" I turn my eyes to the child sized dragon on my right, his clawed hands resting at his sides as he stares at me with eyes of fire. I turn my eyes away and start to walk away, much to the annoyance of the pint sized dragon as I can hear him growling before walking in the opposite direction. 'Pathetic fucker.' I mentally curse at his stupidity in my mind, the most controlled Hybrid ever, makes me sick. The grass and the twigs are crushed under my golden boots as I walk, my completely black eyes looking left and right for Animal Type Digimon to gather data from. Something catches my ear, the sound of shuffling that wasn't me and I know it wasn't that asshole dragon. Standing still, I lock my eyes onto where I can hear the rustling coming from. I don't have to wait long as a tiny creature comes bouncing out of the bushes, a small, yellow creature with closed eyes and a fluffy golden fox tail. It looks up at me and freezes; I tilt my head to the side and kneel down on my right knee, pushing it into the ground as I look down at the tiny creature. 'What's a Fresh Generation Digimon doing here? Did they send us to fucking hatching ground?' My mind is racing, trying to understand why this Fresh Generation Digimon is here.
"W-w-w… who you?" It asks with a very quiet and afraid tone. I take a slow breath to calm my nerves and gently reach for the creature. It shies away from me and flinches, releasing a whimper as it does. My fingers are claws at the tips in my form so yeah, I do have a rather intimidating appearance but still… I gently run my hand over the fragile and tiny body of the creature. Slowly, it calms down and starts to nuzzle into my hand, seeming to enjoy the attention.
"I'm just a passing Digimon, what about you little one? Who are you?" The Digimon looks up at me with those closed eyes, its tail swaying left and right as it continues to calm down and nuzzle into my golden, armoured hand.
"Me Relemon." I smile inside the helm of my armour and nod, scratching the back of the small creature with the points of my fingers, it seems to enjoy that more as it curls into a ball and just lays there as I scratch its back.
"Nice to meet you Relemon… where are your parents?" I don't want what I think has happened to be true but from the sudden stiffness of the small creature I know it is. I growl quietly, quietly enough for the small Relemon not to hear before I take another slow breath.
"Do you know who did it?" The Relemon shake's its head and uncurls itself, bouncing closer it jumps up to me and I catch it by my chest. The small creature is nuzzling into my Bio-Armour and hiding its face.
"No… I was playing and… and…" I nod and choose to remain silent, stroking the poor creature's back in a calming and soothing manner.
"Relemon…" I notice my fists have clenched tightly, digging my nails into my palms causing them to bleed slightly from the pressure. Relaxing my hands I sigh as I look around my surroundings again… a thought occurs to me, it has been several years since I came here last, there have been reports of strange creatures appearing in towns all over the world… could it be that the Digimon are coming into the real world? If that is true… no… I cannot get distracted right now… I need to figure out how the bloody hell I got here without using a World Gate.
"METAL FIREBALL" My eyes widen as a sphere of molten metal and blue flames comes flying out of the trees and straight towards me, clenching my right fist tightly I feel the familiar feeling within my heart. Thrusting my hand forward a plume of smoke explodes from the impact of my palm and the molten fire ball.
"Hahahahaha, bulls eyes!" A dark voice yells out from between the tree's and I hear the sounds of boots on the ground, the smoke hasn't yet cleared. "Too damn easy, I don't see why The Dark Master would be worried about a bunch of kids." The smoke starts to thin out but it is still pretty thick, this Dark Master… I wonder who it could be.
"Who is the Dark Master?" I ask with an empty and emotionless tone.
"What!? Impossible! You should be dead!" The Digimon yells out but all I do is whip my right hand to the side, the smoke being carried to the side and I stare at the Digimon, a SkullMeramon.
"I already am dead." My eyes slowly turn solid black and I see the SkullMeramon take a step back. Streaks of golden Bio-Armour growing from my flesh.
"W-w-what are you?" He asks with a stutter in his voice, his body shaking as a twisted and sadistic smirk grows on my lips.
"A dead man walking."