[5AM next day.]
Agunimon/Lelouch was awoken at the early hours of the morning by the sound of houndeds of busy footsteps of all shapes and sizes from outside the tent he was staying in.
"It's to early to get up yet. What are these Digimon doing at this hour anyway?" he growned as he tryed to go back to sleep until a certain someone burst into his tent brightened and full of energy.
"Good morning Aunimon. Meramon wants to know if you're stay for… Are still sleeping?!" yelled Flamedramon astonished by what she saw and giveing him a migraine.
"Ugh… can't a Digimon get an extra five minutes of sleep around here?" the tired Digimon growned as he covered his ears (dose he still have any? I'm not sure he dose though) in an attempt to ignore her in favour of some more sleep.
"Oh no you don't!" shouted Flamedramon as she grabbed him by the collar of his armor. "Everyone else has been up since the crack of dawn and you should have been to Mr. Legendary hero! So get your lazy ass out of bed and dicide if you're going to stay for breakfast or not!" she yelled at him acting like a strict mother figure instead of the warrior like Digimon she was yesterday.
'Talk about a personality shift…' sweat dropped Agunimon/Lelouch as he was dragged out of the tent and was now wide awake. "Well I suppose I could stay for breakfast at the very least. But no more then that. I don't want to be a burden on anyone." he answered deciding to at least show his face for a bit longer as to not seem ungrateful to his hosts.
"Great! I'm sure Meramon would love to hear that." said Flamedramon as she continued to drag him there this time by the arm as he was now standing on his own two feet and lead him to where the other Digimon where eating where he was swarmed by the younger Digimon asking thousands of questions each.
"Today's gonna be a long day…" he sighed as he humoured the younger Digimon by answering as many of there questions as he could.
[Later that day.]
It had been a few hours since Lelouch had left company of the residents of Cinder Village (yes, that's what it's called. Don't judge me for being lazy and not coming up with a better name then that!) and was now sitting on a stump in the woods, who knows how far away reading the papers that Garudamon X had gave to him regarding the information he asked for. Luckily for him he was able to read and understand the alphabet and writings of the Digital world straight off the bat with out having having anyone teaching him to do so. It would have been highly embarrassing if he had to ask for help in that regard.
"So each Island just like each settlement on it is governed by an Island elder who is the oldest Digimon native to the Island. It's not much of an difference conciedring how Cinder village was governed over by Garudamon X but it was far better off from the Britainian Empire ruled over it's people. Plus there was no nobility system on Fire Island. The less stuck up bastered's the better, am I right?
According to what was stated in the notes Garudamon X had given him gave reference to something called "Bitts" as the currency that was used through out each and every Island in the digital world. They where small hexagonal coins that where 2-3cm thick and made of Digi-gold that could be stored in an indefinite amount in a Digimons inventory which was almost similar to a hot bar (which in this case a seven by seven square of boxes) one would see in a MMO game. (for example World of Warcraft) that could be accessed from anywhere on a Digimon's body like how someone would use a pocket for objects smaller then a Hunk of Meat. (That's basically where Lelouch kept that meat he found two chapters ago.)
"Huh, I was wondering about that." he said to himself while scratching his chin as he then continued to read.
A few hours he finished reading and put away the notes Garudamon X had given him and continued his walk along the old dirt road that lead to and from Cinder Village. Along the the way he took note of the of the falling leafs dancing in the gental wind swirling through the trees that marked the edges of the path before him.
"The leafs are starting to turn Orenge/Brown. I guess it's almost time for the Fall weather in the digital world, huh?" he mused after catching a leaf bettewn his thumb and index finger and examining it before Letting it go. "Strange. It dosen't feel like it though. Mabye that's because of my new body having some sort of residents to cold weather, or my body temperature is to high for me to notice anything below a certain temperature? …Odd." he wondered to himself as his stomach began to growl at him.
"Well I suppose it's about time for a lunch break." he said to himself as he found a rock to sit on and pulled out one of the chunks of meat from the other day out of his inventory. "Looks like I'm running low on these things." he said after he made a mental note of the three Chunks of meat that he had left.
"Maybe I should wait until later to eat one of these, or until I can find some more." Lelouch/Agunimon, after conciedring how scarce his food had become, decided to put the meat chunk back in his inventory for later before getting up and resuming his journey to who knows where.
After a solid hour or two he finally made it out of the forested area he was in and found that his current path had lead him to a relitvly large beach with a gorgeous view of the ocean that stretched for mhiles, farther then the naked eye could see.
"So this is how Okuwamon and his forces made it to Cinder Village so fast. It was closer to the ocean then I had originally thought it to be…" he mused as spotted a rather large boat that had run aground a few feet away only to walk over to it and inspect it in fine detail. Apon further analysis said sea fearing vessel was large and durable enough to carry six Champions and one Ultimate level to shore but not out to sea.
"Looks like bug-boy and his cronies hitched a ride here on a lager ship before disembarking for land. Most likely under the cover of night too." he mumbled to himself as he recreated the events that most likely occurred in his mind. as he did so a blinding light beamed into his retina from his right, towards the back of the boat. "What in the…" he complained as he attempted to shield his eyes from the offending light source. he then noticed that one of the Suns rays was being reflected off of a small, well made, white wood box with Digi-gold lock and hinges under the seat at the very back of the boat, which was coincidently angled just right so that it unintentionally redirect the light from the sun into his eyes.
"Well now… look at what we got here. I wonder what this out of place item is doing here?" he said to no one but himself as he leaned in, grabbed onto and pulled the box out from underneath it's not so hidden hiding spot. "judging from the design, craftsmanship and ornateness of this piece I'd wager it most likely belonged to Okuwamon, given his self-centred and vain personality that is. Still it's rather foolish to leve such an eye catching item out in the open like this. I don't know why, but I expected much better from him." criticised Lelouch/Agunimon as he noticed a bronze plate tacked onto the lid with someone's name on it, Okuwamon's to be exact. "It looks as though my assumption was dead on. Time to get to work then." he mused to himself as he then stuck out the index finger of his right hand, manifested a flame on the tip of it and began slowly melting the lock off of it.
About two and a half minutes later the lock fell onto the sand in two pieces with a dull thud as Lelouch then carefully opened it and began rooting around inside of it hoping to find something that would tell him why Okuwamon attacked Cinder Village the other day. instead what he found was what looked like a bunch of useless and bogus health care products focuses around bug Digimon and horrible… no horrifically writen poetry that only had two words in each of the 'poems' (if you can call that waste of kindling that at all) rhyme at all.
"I think I'm going to be sick…" growned Agunimon fighting the eurge to vomit as he continued to dig through the absolute trash only to find a journal of some sorts and a few important letters buried at the very bottom of the pile of so called 'literature'.
"Hello pay dirt! Finally something mildly useful." sighed Lelouch/Agunimon as he took the important stuff out of the box, poured it's contender on to the sand, melted the tacks holding the name plate in place, tearing it off, lighting it on fire and dropped it into the wasted scraps of paper setting them ablaze before putting the letters and journal back into the box, put that into his inventory for later and walk away form the scene before anyone noticed.
"Looks like I've got some new reading material for the next few days." he hummed to himself as he wiped away his foot prints he left behind himself as he walked and started walking along the path again.
Not long after a loud crash and a yelp of pain could be heard less then half a mhile up the road from his current position.
What the hell was that?" the the blond fire Digimon asked no one in particular as he made his way towards the source of the commotion.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch. Did those Monochromon have to be so rude about it?" whined a pink flower fairy Digimon as she massaged her sore rump.
"ugh… that's the last time I hire anyone working for RizeGreymon, or his cronies for that matter." she growned as she looked over to her damaged and toppled over cart.
"Damn jerks! Demanding to be payed double the agreed amount just because I moved here from nature Island." she pouted adorably as she then heard the sound of heavy foot steps rapidly approaching.
"Oh great… now what? Did I forget the cart wracking fee?" she sarcastically growned only to meet someone completely unexpected… and blonde.
"Excuse me, miss. Are you alright?" asked the tall, red armoured stranger Digimon extending his hand to her. " your not hurt are you?"
"… … …"
"Uhm… is everything alright?" he asked bracking the ackward silence between them.
"Huh? Who the heck are you?" she asked the blonde Digimon out of confusion.
[meanwhile on a beach on Water Island.]
On a large beach along the coast of Water Island lay a beautiful green skinned humanoid female Digimon with two fins on her hips, two fins on the back of her head behind a light blue crown like headpiece with three red jewels in total, one on the front and one on each side while wearing a one pice swimsuit that ended just above her knees with two strange red jewelled glove like things that left her fingers on each hand exposed was lying on a towel that matched her attire with her eyes closed and humming a pleasant tune to herself when a Gomamon swam in her direction as fast as a motorboat clearly in a hurry for some unknown reason.
"Lady Ranamon, Lady Ranamon, Lady Ranamon!" Gomamon shouted as he approached while simultaneously getting her attention and an annoyed look from her as a result.
"What is it Gomamon, darling?" she asked in a southern accent as she opened one of her red eyes to look at him. "Incase you haven't noticed, it's my day off and I'm trying to relax here." she stated as she closed her eye again and tryed to absorb as much sun light as she could while Gomamon pulled himself up onto the sandy beach.
"There's news from Fire Island. Apparently the war has just spread to the Island yesterday." said Gomamon trying to catch his breath.
"Fire Island? Is that all? Darling, everyone knows the war was about to spread there eventually. That's hardly news at all." commented Ranamon not even batting an eyelash at what Gomamon reported to her.
"That's not all, Lady Ranamon. Apparently they where invaded by a recon force from Nature Island…" continue pad Gomamon as he was cut off by Rnnamon soon after.
"Nature Island!?" she snickered amused by the identity of the attackers. "Why in tarnation would they send troops on a suicide mission to Fire Island of all places? That makes as much sence as setting a bull lose in a china shop."
"Yeah, but half of them including there leader Okuwamon where beaten by the one Digimon single handedly!" added the small aquatic Digimon mildly peeking the Water Island warrior's interest.
"Oh? And could that have been, sugar?" she asked not that curious to know who but she figured it would be better to be safe then sorry if she hade to go up agenst that Digimon in the future.
"They say it was the ancient warrior, Agunimon making his big comeback!" answered Gomamon only for what he said to sink into Ranamon's head and thick skull a few seconds later.
"Wow… Agunimon, huh? Isn't he the…" 3… 2… 1… "DID YOU SAY AGUNIMON!?" shouted Ranamon as she bolted up right in genuine surprise. "As in "the" Agunimon!? The one that destroyed Lucemon (Satan mode) along side the ten ancient warriors over Six thousand years ago!?"
"Uh huh! They say he just appeared out of nowhere and fought Okuwamon to the death and easily won with out braking a sweat. And that was a mere six seconds after he wiped out five of the six Digimon the enimy Okuwamon's forces in one punch, leaveing the lone survivor, a Stingmon horribly traumatised to the point where he won't leave Nature Island anymore." raved Gomamon telling Ranamon of the rumors that have started floating around since earlier that day.
"That's impossible!" She shouted in protest before she thought of something more plausible. "Unless he's someone like me who Digivolved into one of the known forms of the Ancient Warriors as well. Hm…?" she thought to herself desperately trying to make sence of the shocking news that Gomamon brought her. "This could be interesting…" she smiled slyly to herself as she then lay back down on her towel with an excited smile on her face. "Is that all, Gomamon darling?" she asked while giving him a side glance.
"Yes, ma'am!" replyed the Rookie level Digimon as obedient as a soldier.
"Good! You may go then." Ranamon dismissed the small, white Rookie as he then jumped back into the water and swam off.
"Looks like things have started to liven up around here." she chuckled to herself as the warrior on her day off got back to sun bathing in peace.
