"The Tale of Davis"
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Hearing a loud noise interrupting his sleep, a 13 year old boy with spiky raspberry colored hair and tanned skin whined in aggravation at the sound that was irritating his ears.
As the noise continued to ring and grew louder with each passing second, the boy opened his chocolate brown eyes to glare at the source of the noise.
Finding it to be his alarm clock, the boy's eyes grew wide in shock and he grabbed it, looking the device over to check the time that was printed on the screen in bright red numbers.
"Oh, man! I'm so late!" He yelled.
Dropping his clock onto the floor, the boy rushed around his room, pulling out his clothing and school bag.
Stripping out of his yellow pajamas, the boy then pulled on a clean pair of underwear before he put on a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt and his new yellow sneakers.
Grabbing his soccer bag and his backpack, Davis Motomiya ran out of his room, leaving his goggles, D-terminal and D-3 lying on his dresser, forgetting to pack them in his rush.
"Mom, Dad! I need a ride to school!" Davis yelled.
Stopping in the kitchen, Davis glanced around and saw that there were plates in the sink and the coffee maker was off.
"They left without me!" He exclaimed in outrage.
Yawning was heard and he turned to find a small, blue and white colored dragon with scarlet eyes walking out of the bedroom.
"What's going on? Why are you yelling, Davis?" The baby dragon, DemiVeemon, asked.
He had been sleeping in the tiny bed that had been made for him and placed beside Davis' bed, and had been woken up by the sound of his partner racing around to get ready for the day.
"I'm going to be so late for school!" Davis growled.
"What's new?" DemiVeemon commented.
"Not funny!" Davis yelled.
Going over to the fridge, the raspberry haired boy pulled out an apple and then ran over to the front door, yanking it open.
"Bye, DemiVeemon, see you after school!" He yelled over his shoulder.
"Bye." The dragon waved as the door was slammed shut by his partner.
Giving another yawn, DemiVeemon rubbed at his eyes and started making his way over to the living room.
"I'm gonna see what's on TV." He said.
Davis thanked his years of soccer that helped him to run faster and it allowed him to cut his regular walk to school in half.
While he was running, he didn't notice the black car slowly following him down the street.
He managed to get to school before the bell rang and quickly made his way to his locker, shoving his soccer bag inside of it before he made his way to his first class.
Running into the classroom, Davis managed to sit down in his seat just as the final bell rang, signaling the beginning of classes.
"Oh, I made it!" Davis groaned and his head thumped onto the desk in relief as he tried to catch his breath.
Many students stared at the boy, but most didn't bother paying him any attention.
At least once a week Davis would come rushing into class late, most students weren't bothered by it when the boy ran into the room before the bell rang.
Just then, the teacher walked into the room, sliding the door closed behind her.
"All right, settle down children." The old woman said.
Walking to the front of the room, she glanced around and noticed a tired looking Davis who had windswept hair sitting in his seat.
"Mr. Motomiya, I see you were able to make it to class on time." The woman commented.
"Believe me, Mrs. Aizawa, I'm happy, too." Davis told her.
(Lunch time...)
Thankful that his wallet was already packed into his school bag, Davis bought his lunch and then moved to sit down at a table where his friends were seated.
One of them was a tall girl with long lilac colored hair and copper eyes who was munching on her cooked fish and rice.
There was a second girl who was shorter and her short brown hair that was in a pixie cut and had brown-red eyes.
The last person was a boy with blond hair, peach toned skin and azure blue eyes.
Much to his confusion, Davis saw that the brunette and blond were both locked into an argument.
"Hey, guys, what's up?" Davis greeted.
He was ignored by the couple as they continued their quiet argument which surprised the boy as he sat down beside the lilac haired girl, Yolei Inoue.
"Okay, what did I miss?" Davis asked her.
"TK says he wants to go to a basketball game this Saturday, but Kari wants to go to this cute little cafe she found. They're trying to decide which place they should go to together." Yolei explained.
Suddenly feeling thankful that he had been rejected by Kari Kamiya and wasn't being forced into any petty arguments like this with her, Davis turned towards the girl he used to like and her boyfriend TK Takaishi.
"Why can't you guys just do both?" He questioned.
The children of Light and Hope both turned towards the boy, looking annoyed that he had interrupted their conversation.
As for Yolei, she simply scooted away, wishing the young leader well as he was faced with their wrath.
"What are you talking about, Davis?" TK asked.
"Why can't you guys do both your things? I mean, when is this game supposed to be?" Davis questioned.
"It's in the afternoon." TK answered, curious over where the boy was going with this.
"Great, then you guys can go to the cafe in the morning and then go to the game afterwards. No issues there at all." Davis shrugged.
Thinking it over thoughtfully, Kari found herself nodding in agreement and TK let out a breath, knowing that the other boy had made a good point.
Turning towards the pretty brunette beside him, TK found her looking back at him with curious eyes.
"I guess we can wake up a little early to go to the cafe." He relented.
"And I guess the basketball game could be fun. I can even test out my new camera taking pictures of the game." Kari said.
Smiling, TK leaned forward and pecked Kari on the cheek making Yolei and Davis both roll their eyes.
"Maybe you should consider being a couple's counselor." Yolei teased.
"Ha! No way. I'm not getting myself stuck in that nightmare." Davis scoffed.
Picking up his rice ball, Davis took a bite out of it and felt a strange chill go down his spine.
It felt similar to the ones he got when he could feel when the Digimon Emperor used to stalk him and the other DigiDestineds.
Someone was spying on him or staring right at them.
Glancing over his shoulder, Davis noticed that a man he didn't recognize was walking out of the cafeteria, a cell phone held up to his ear.
"Davis, are you okay?" Kari asked when she noticed the strange look on the boy's face.
"Huh? Yeah. Do you guys recognize that man over there?" Davis pointed.
Looking over to where the boy was pointing, the three DigiDestineds watched as the middle aged man dressed in black walked out of the cafeteria.
"I've never seen that guy around here before." TK said.
"Maybe he's a substitute teacher." Kari suggested.
"I don't think so. This is the first time I've seen him. Wonder who he is." Yolei mused.
Once the man was out of sight, Davis narrowed his eyes and wondered what was wrong with the man that caused him to grow wary.
"Why do you ask anyway, Davis?" Kari asked.
"I don't know. There's just something off about him that creeps me out." The boy said.
"I think you're being a little paranoid." Yolei told him.
Shrugging at that, Davis then started eating his lunch and joined in on a conversation with his friends as they all started talking about what else they were planning to do during the weekend.
He didn't know how, but somehow, Yolei had talked Davis into going shopping with her, her sister Chizuru and his sister Jun who happened to both be best friends.
This weekend was going to be exhausting for him, he just knew it.
(After school...)
Soccer practice was over and Davis had just finished showering off, getting changed back into his street clothes while his soccer gear was packed into his bag.
"Hey, Motomiya, we'll see you tomorrow!" One of the boys called.
"Yeah, see ya!" Davis waved at the group of boys who left.
Tying his laces on his shoes, Davis then slung his bags over his shoulders and started walking out of the locker room.
When he stepped out, he was stunned to see that it was raining.
"Ah, man. This is just not my day." He whined in disbelief.
Stepping out into the rain, Davis started jogging down the sidewalk, hoping to hurry home and get out of his wet clothes so he could take a hot bath before he got sick.
There were very few people outside and they were fortunate enough to have umbrellas with them or were rushing into taxi cabs.
As he made his way down the sidewalk, Davis felt that same chill go down his spine, but brushed it off thinking it was because of the rain which had soaked his clothing.
Behind him, a black car pulled up to the sidewalk and parked as two men got out.
They started following after the boy, who was distracted by his bangs which were clinging to his eye lids, making it difficult for him to see.
Just then, the two men grabbed Davis making him cry out in shock as they pushed into the alley they were beside.
"Let go of me! Get off!" He yelled as he tried to kick out at the men.
"Poluchite iglu (Get the needle)!" One of the men ordered.
He then yelled when Davis kicked him in the knee which earned the boy was slap across the face.
"Get off! I said get off! Let me go, you freaks!" Davis shouted.
Just then, he noticed a third man walking over to him and noticed that it was the person from the cafeteria.
"You! You were at school. What is this? Was this planned?" Davis growled.
Ignoring the boy's protests, the second man twisted his fingers in the teen's hair, yanking his head to the side to reveal his bare neck.
The third man then pulled a needle out of his jacket pocket and took off the cover that was protecting it.
Jabbing the needle into the boy's neck, the man pushed the sedative into Davis' body and the boy's vision started to fade.
"W-What...was...that...?" He slurred.
Seeing the boy was no longer going to put up a fight, the men picked him up, dropping his bags on the ground and they carried him off to the car.
"Pozvonite bossu. Skazhite yey, chto u nas yest' novaya testovaya tem (Call the boss. Tell her we have a new test subject)." The third man ordered.
"Uvereny li vy, chto eto khoroshiy vybor? On ne vyglyadit chem-to osbennym (Are we sure this is a good choice? He doesn't look like anything special)." The first man commented.
They then placed the passed out boy in the back seat of the car.
"I ne bylo Aktiva, kogda on vpervyye byl nayden (Neither did the Asset when he was first found)." The third man reminded.
"YA tebe koye-chto skazchu, Vlad. Etot proklyatyy luchshe odin, potomu chto mne nadoyelo idti na eti glupyye missii (I'll tell you what, Vlad. This damn kid better be the one, because I am sick of going on these stupid missions)." The second said complained to the third.
"Zatknis', Valentin (Shut up, Valentine)." The first rolled his eyes.
Climbing into the car, the three Russian men took off, taking the abducted boy with them to deliver him to their boss.
(A few days later...)
Groaning at the pain he felt in his head, Davis tried to get his eyes to open, but found it difficult since he felt tired and disoriented.
"Oh, jeez, what hit me?" He groaned.
Trying to sit up, Davis found he was unable to because his arms and legs were being held down.
Eyes snapping open to shock, Davis glanced around him frantically to see that he was lying on a metal slab and he had thick metal cuffs holding him to the table.
Standing around him were men in lab coats and he found that he was in a lab.
Memory coming back to him of being jumped by three men, Davis tried to yank his arms free of his bindings, but he wasn't able to get loose and slip out.
"Where am I?" Davis demanded.
"Pokhozhe, nash novyy sub''yekt prosnulsya (It seems like our new subject has woken up)." One of the doctors, an old man with a bald head and dark brown eyes, commented.
"Who are you people? Where am I? And don't give me the whole 'I don't speak English' crap. I know you can understand me." Davis glared.
Chuckling at that, the old doctor shook his head.
"Yes, Mr. Motomiya, I can understand you. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Dr. Weber and you have been chosen for a very important project that we have been working on for nearly a century now." The doctor smirked.
What surprised the teen was that Weber was actually a German man, but he could speak what he was sure was fluent Russian.
Confused by the mention of a project, Davis watched as one of the doctors walked over with a vial that was filled with a strange, pink liquid that was glowing in the low lighting.
"What are you talking about? What project?" Davis asked.
"Have you ever heard of the super soldier serum? No? Well, this is something we've been trying to perfect over the years. We've had many accomplishments, especially with our Asset, but we wanted to create a new breed of super soldier, one that is even more powerful. Over thirty people have been injected with this serum and they have sadly died. Let's pray you are the lucky one who will survive." Weber smirked.
As the man's words sunk in his mind, Davis stared at the liquid as it was inserted into a syringe and knew that there was a very high chance of him dying if that needle was put through his skin.
Given more incentive, the boy once again tried to pull himself free, ignoring the pain of the metal biting into his skin, leaving behind bruises.
He would rip his own hands and feet off if it meant he was able to escape these lunatics.
"No! No, I won't let you do this! Get that thing away from me!" Davis shouted.
Shaking his head at this in mild amusement, Weber watched as one of his workers walked over with the syringe in hand and pierced the needle into Davis' arm.
"I'm sorry; Mr. Motomiya, but you don't have a choice in the matter." Weber sneered.
Once the liquid reached his blood stream, it was like liquid fire had ignited in his veins and his cells were being ripped apart.
A loud, window shattering scream tore from the boy's throat as he thrashed around, fighting off the pain he felt exploding from inside his body.
Drool and foam flooded his mouth, blood streamed down from his nose and Davis continued to thrash as he tried to fight away the effects of the serum.
He wouldn't allow himself to die.
He was too young and had survived an apocalyptic battle against the world's worst monsters; he wasn't going to allow himself to die in some lab in Russia.
"Don't...die..." He rasped through his episode.
Doctors roamed around the lab, taking notes on the way the boy was behaving and some were looking over the monitors, checking his rapid heart rate.
"Fight! Live!" Davis encouraged himself.
This interested Weber as he watched as the boy suffered through a pain that killed many people, even grown men, but he was still fighting through it, clinging to life.
Unknown to the doctors, a woman with long black hair and green eyes dressed in a dark green suit was watching the scene going on from the floor above.
Beside the woman was a man who looked to be in his twenties and was dressed in a tight black uniform and a black face plate that covered the lower half of his face.
Even though he appeared to be impassive to what he was seeing, the man in black was staring down with horrified blue eyes.
He wanted to save the child, but if he made a move to stop the experiment, then his handlers would punish him.
"He's strong willed that one. If he does survive, he will make a good partner for you." The female boss smirked.
The Asset remained silent at that, keeping his eyes focused on the young boy below him who was fighting hard to hang onto to his life.
Out of the 39 people before him who had been injected with the serum, he was the one who had the greatest will to survive and wasn't simply screaming for help like the others had done.
Back down below, Davis was continuing to urge himself on, to fight through the shockwaves of agony, but his poor heart couldn't take it any longer.
Then, the pain suddenly faded.
Gagging, Davis felt relief as he was finally able to rest, but felt exhausted both physically and mentally.
He had done it, he survived the procedure.
Excitement broke out and the doctors all gathered around, checking over the boy who was beginning to fall asleep when he felt an odd sensation in his head, back, chest and between his thighs.
"It's working! The project was a success!" One of the doctors cheered.
That news made the woman grin, her green painted lips being pulled up into a vicious expression.
They were going to have their advanced super soldier.
Staring around the room with hazy eyes, Davis stared up onto the second floor and met the worried, blue eyes of the Asset who was staring down at her.
With the beautiful blue eyes being the last thing in his mind, Davis finally let sleep claim him and he passed out, unaware of the changes happening to his body that made the doctors chatter in confusion and interest.
(Later on...)
Whining, Davis found himself shivering from the cold as he woke up.
"Man, I really need to stop being drugged by people." He whined.
Confused, he found that his voice sounded a little higher than usual, but thought nothing of it.
Feeling that he was lying down on a stone floor, Davis glanced around him and saw that he was inside of a metal cell and there was an electric card scanner on the door.
"Now where am I?" Davis questioned.
Placing his hands on the floor to push him up, Davis noticed that he felt a strange weight on his chest and that the rest of his body felt lighter than it had earlier.
"Man, I feel so weird. What did that pink junk do to me?" He muttered.
Placing his hand on his head as he tried to think of a way to escape, Davis felt his hand brush against something soft and warm that seemed to wiggle from the touch.
Feeling confused, Davis used both hands to touch whatever was on his head and was stunned to find that he had two of them.
Rubbing at the furry objects, Davis found that they felt like his ears, only they were larger and were triangular in shape.
"Okay, don't panic. Keep calm and don't panic." He told himself as he began to hyperventilate.
Standing up, Davis fell off balance and swayed in surprise.
"Whoa, easy! Don't fall." He said.
Glancing down at himself, he saw that the chest area of his shirt was protruding out and it made his mouth go dry.
"No, no, no. Don't tell me these are..." He trailed off in horror.
Hesitantly, Davis placed his hands on his chest and felt the soft, squishy lumps he now had.
Pulling the collar of his shirt up, he glanced down and was shocked to find that he now had breasts.
That was when his heart started to hammer against his ribs, making him clutch at the wall, trying to pull himself over to the door.
"This can't be happening. This can't be happening." He muttered.
Tripping over his own feet, Davis hit the floor and grunted in pain as his breasts made contact with the ground.
Looking over his shoulder, Davis saw that there was a long, raspberry colored cat tail protruding from his spine.
Unable to keep himself calm any longer, Davis finally broke down.
He, now a she, started to sob loudly as fat tears fell from her face.
Curling up into a tight ball, the girl cried and whimpered, wishing to go back home and wake up from this horrible nightmare.
To be continued...