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From the sudden short notice, Sheritionly ran idlely at a normal pace while she saw her friend suddenly spring forward. Once the man sprinted ahead of her, she saw how he could easily look away from the road and lightly tease the female tamer. He was a male after all, Sheriti thought. Maybe the urge of becoming the best concealed his mind, however when Toan began to fully go after Wizardmon it wasn’t until a troubling problem occurred. She hadn’t specifically explained their reason to capture this Wizardmon of mystery. Sheriti gasped now seeing the edge of Toan’s jacket sharply turn; it was too late to warn him to not actually slaughter the young wizard. The female breathed heavily through her throat which began to sting from the sudden outburst. She never really was fit for physical exercise in the real world due to her illness, but the Digital World was unique. Sheriti assumed it might have been due to the earlier events and her lack of effort to actually run, or maybe it was due to failing to eat her usual portion of a meal. Whatever it was, she assumed t was anything but an excuse. Sheriti began to slow her pace, kicking small pebbles threatening to knock her over. Her neck was inflamed with heat regardless of wearing a sleeveless vest. Her Digimon, Phelesmon spread his wings open creating drag, then dived backwards.
He paused directly beside Sheriti, supporting his weight by levitating. In on hand he held his crimson pitchfork while the other spread open blocking his tamers path. He extended his long, crooked fingers flinching at every attempt Sheriti made to step forward, prepared to catch the human if she failed to sustain herself. His devilish face shrouded with slight concern while the tattoos over his face obscured a large portion of his expression. He noticed Sheriti’s cheeks building up with blood as he could sense her body heat radiating from her. “I’m not weak.” Sheriti heaved a sigh, flapping her hand away from Phelesmon. “Don’t let Toan kill the man! Just go! I’m not slow….he’s just abnormal.” She commented.
Qurban just watched her. His conscious debated against his will to oblige by the rules. His conscious declared that he should stay while his natural habbit of being a tamed Digimon obligated him to follow whatever his tamer asked him to do. It sounded….strange when he placed it like that, but there was nothing else to do at this point. When Sheriti ordered the Phelesmon to follow after, the crimson devil wasted no time and took flight. He bounced against the wall, and leaped over a roof to lift his coefficient. Sheriti huffed, pulling out a bottle of water from her pouch. “Either Toan joined the Olympic…” She sipped, “or that guy has his own secrets.” The female looked down the narrow alleys in which the trio dived into. ‘He was almost as fast as Astamon….’ A final thought before she began to sprint behind.
Wizardmon’s thoughts shrieked once the pace of his own steps began to combine with the human. How was it possible, he thought. The Wizardmon did not take the situation lightly. Since the war was brought to an end, there was no true purpose for a human to be lurking over these parts of Network City. He leaped over a large rock at the center of the ground, continuing to advance deeper into the maze. The Digimon made sudden turns and swift leaps to confuse and slow the chase since it would be futile to merely run in a parallel path. The wizard slammed his back against a random wall, taking shelter under the veil of the night. His soft fair eyes squinted as his chest rose and fell hastily. After another minute or two, the area feel silent.
Wizardmon inhaled one large gasp before lifting his glove over his mouth to hide his heavy breathing in which he attempted to keep under control. ‘It must be a lurker- the gossip was correct after all’ The wizard brought mild comfort to himself by discussing the situation in his mind. ‘Vultures! They take advantage of the little supplies that remain scattered and now they still continue to pester the area to pick-pocket out values.’ From his assumptions, his eyes winded. A trail of sweat tickled down his temple, tickling him. ‘No….perhaps they have come to enslave us….to take advantage while our defenses are low!’ Wizardmon rubbed his face, removing any sweat. At the soft cry of the human, he patiently waited for all motion to cease. Very carefully, the Wizardmon brought himself forward, dabbing his hand over the corner of an edifice. He felt through the dark portion of the spot and peered. There under the reflection of the night searched a male tamer. The Digimon took interest at the blindfold and its purposes. Whether he should consider the piece of clothing to be a joke or serious, the role of the blindfold always directed the user in one path; through the sense of sound.
"Electro Squall!"
A sharp flash flicked. The Wizardmon leaned in further to have a better view and then he looked at his right hand. His staff remained uncharged. A lightning spell was sent to the tamer out of defense but remarkably the male tamer avoided the attack with a mere jump. ‘Unbelievable!’ The Digimon that recovered in the dark shouted mentally. His mind attempted to have a solution for the human’s ability to avoid an attack traveling at the light of speed but he was also startled that another Digimon of his own species stepped into battle. The Wizardmon crawled further out from his hiding spot to find his brother. Another Wizardmon waved his staff, boldly taking on the human without question. Neighboring Digimon always supported one another now that Network city decayed; each wild Digimon shared that one social link to notify one another. The Wizardmon charged his staff and charged from the dark area.
Together, the two Wizardmon’s defeated the human, but only momentarily. Before Toan collided against the stone floor,t he two Wizardmon’s exchanged quick glances. The only difference the two could distinguish from one another is that one carried a pair of normal jade eyes while the Wizardmon Sheriti spotted bore yellow eyes.
The yellow eyed Wizardmon cought himself off-guard as now he laid against the ground. His loose hat revealed his forehead while the Ultimate demon placed pressure over his stomach. Astamon gambled with the two, flaunting his riffle by threatening a bullet through their skulls. The other Wizardmon was cornered as Astamon held the advantage, but the one under him had his own. Regardless of the demon firering, the probability of his own experience with the rifle, unknown to the wizard, if the man were to shot at point blank range then it would have to recoil, interrupting Astamon.
The Wizardmon with yellow isis waited for the moment. Seeing how confident either of them acted he predicted the couple were well trained, or not. Without moving, the glove of Wizardmon unzipped revealing a hidden glow. “Terror Illusion!” The Wizard called, launching an orange fumes behind the Astamon, mildly startling the tamed Digimons senses by triggering his reaction. Wizardmon swung his staff, causing Astamon to avoid it by jumping up. He quickly took his hat and leaped back, creating distance. It was at that momment where Phelesmon had barely caught up with the group.
The Wizardmon flung his hand in the air, seeking attention. “Demons!” He stated. “Be gone! We have no values here! As for you human, be off with you as well! You’ve caused enough damage for our home!” Wizardmon spoke.
PHelesmon then landed, exchanging a glance with Toan and the Wizardmon to see how bad the situation had escalated. “Toan, yea, a tad late but we must not slay the Wizardmon! We need him alive- er- to the one we saw first.” Qurban said, scratching his Mohawk.
The Wizard grew furious, misinterpreting the Phelesmon. It was quite amazing to actually see an Astamon and the imp located in the same area. He grew insecure by having the two ultimate demons so close to his home. “Are you here to wipe our existence?!”
A light thunder roared in the distance. Night had fully engulfed Network City and the remaining streetlights that functioned fueled one another, providing a sight. Wizardmons cape lightly floated behind his vanilla decorated jumpsuit providing the only comforting noise from vast silence. Phelesmon spun his three ended pitchfork between his index finger and thumb, tightly squeezing the metal bar. Phelesmon rose his hand to signal serenity in attempt to convince the frenetic wizard to simply step down to answer any inquires Sheriti held. Apparently Qurban, the devil failed to notice the energy forming within the staff of the wizard. The attack suddenly struck passed the Phelesmon, missing by a few inches, it struck against his pitchfork rather than his neck. The weapon of the vrus chimmed a note, vibrating in the grip of the Devil.
Upset, Phelesmon spat, “Listen buddy, we seriously need to just relax. We only want to ask a few questions…perhaps a mild talk and then we will be on-“
“Hush, demon!” The Wizardmon spat, then pointed in the direction of Astamon and Toan. “Don’t try to cozen us! To me with your virtuoso signs! This is simply another old trick- I can’t afford letting you trespass into our shelter.” Wizardmon slammed his staff against the ground engulfing himself under a soft glow. His appearance began to shatter as his limbs developed into an exo-skeleton of a graph. His body stretched while portions of his carcass morphed into unique shapes; a small book appeared on the ground. He evolved into a Wisemon.

One moment Rei was walking home through scramble crossing, the next a huge bolt of purple lightning stuck a near by traffic light and then spread to the rest of them trapping Rei in circle of electricity. Everything began to blurr. He looked round to see what other people were doing... There were no other people. Everything went black.

A few seconds later light returned. Rei opened his eyes to see and hear screaming people; and monsters being attacked by other monsters. Rei was utterly confused. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his right arm, he looked at it to see a small red monster biting on to his arm. Rei screamed and began violently shaking his arm around. The small thing let go.
"Come on its dangerous out here I know safe place follow me."
Rei decided it was best to trust the small thing for now and followed it into a old building. Rei slamed the door behind him.
"Hi I'm Gigimon whats your name."
"I'm Rei."
"Nice to meet you Rei do you have a digivice."
Rei checked his pocket and pulled out a purple phone like thing.
"Yay! you are a tamer, does that mean I can be your digimon?"
"Sure I guess."
Rei couldn't refuse seeing the look in Gigimons eyes
"Great, we're partners, and by the way your arm tastes horrible."

Over the course of the day the fighting continued until the evening fell and the battle drew to a close.

In the ruins of Network city Rei and Gigimon climb out from their safe refuge. The battle had just ended between a group of rebel tamers and tamers wearing black digivices.
"Arr I can't see a thing through all this dust"
"Me either, and I'm hungry"
"Hey whats that?"
In the dust Rei saw refection of light coming out the ground.
"I don't know is it edible?"
"No, its a pair of goggles, this should help with finding our way round."
Rei put the goggles on and looked at the city around him. It was a sorry sight to see hundreds of building had been felled and the square had been totally obliterated.
"I'd like to leave this place behind as quickly as possible its like ghost town now."
"Okay then lets go then!"
Gigimon then proceded to jump onto Rei's head.
"Onwards!"
Rei walked deeper into the city...

Rei and Gigimon had been walking for hours and still hadn't found their way out of the ruins.
"Rei I'm hungry!"
"So am I bud, but it dosen't look like there will be any food here."
"Awwww come on there's gotto be food in some of these buildings."
"If you want to check get off my head and look yourself."
"Nooooo, that would require effort."
This conversation continued for a long time.
"Do you even know the way out of here."
"Grrrrrrrrrr."
"Whoa whats the matter?"
"Muhahahaha."
Suddenly out of nowhere a group of Demidevimon appeared lead by a devimon.
"Whoa, who are these guys... hey what's that?"
A strange blue aura had appeared around Rei's hand and his digivice began to glow.
"What the..."
"Yay... Gigimon digivolve to... Guilmon!"
Rei watch in wonder as Gigimon transformed
"What shall we do boss?"
"Atack you Morons"
The Demidevimon charged at Guilmon
"Pyrosphere!"
Guilmon shot three balls if fire out his mouth that nailed three of the Demidevimon.
"Demidart!"
The remaining four all shot a black dart Guilmon, he dodged three of them but th fourth hit him in the chest.
"Pyrosphere!"
Guilmon took out the remaining digimon the bent over clutching his chest.
"Look out!"
"Death claw!"
Devimon struck Guilmon on the back of his head.
"Arhhhhhh."
"How dare you!"
The strange energy appeared around Rei's arm again.
"Die!"
Guilmon digivolve to... Growlmon!
Guilmon had grown even bigger still!
Pyro blast!"
The attack hit Devimon full on.
"Growl claw!"
The slash cut a hugre gash in Devimon's chest.
!Huff, huff this huff isn't the end huff."
Devimon flew away...
"Nice work there Growlmon. So do you stay in this form or what."
"No I'll turn back eventually."
"Great."
Rei jumped onto Growlmon's back.
"Onwards."
Exit to Gear savanah.

Jai found himself lying on the floor, Patamon nudging him, as he got up he saw that the ground was reduced to rubble.
Few, your alive!
Hey! didn't you digivolve?
No...? should I have?
Jai, was in fact Hallucinating , the digivise tapped into his mind, giving him data on Angemon, Patamon was fighting, but, in Jai's eyes, Patamon was Angemon.
Come on! we need to get out of here, Digimon are attacking!
Well..Umm..I don't know what to do, I'll probably fail anyway.
Your hard on yourself, c'mon, we can get out of here! I know we can!

Exit to gear savhana

[[Enter, Regina Lass & Tapirmon, From the Real World]]


Reggie
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XxXxTapirmon

Outside of the Digi-Capital Building, a smallish, tusked creature was patiently pacing - If floating back and forth could actually be considered 'pacing' - as he waited for his friend. Since she had reacted so well when she formally met him, Tapirmon thought it’d be best if he introduced her to the Digital World slowly, starting with the one city that was most like the Real World in appearance. This Vaccine-type Digimon had taken as many precautions as he could to keep from overwhelming his tamer. Although, he hadn’t thought about the trip to the DigiWorld itself, which was why the short-haired young woman was emptying the contents of her stomach into the nearest trash can.

Tapirmon’s brow wrinkled in concern as he floated over to her, and he gently nudged her arm with his snout. “Reggie, are you feeling any better?” he asked in a voice that sounded chronically congested. “Trust me, if I had known that transporting you here would make you queasy, I would’ve warned you.”

“I-it’s okay, Tapirmon, this wasn’t your fault.” Reggie responded weakly. “I can’t even keep from upchucking on a Tilt-a-Whirl.” Glancing up from the now even more rancid-smelling garbage, her face looked as sick as she felt. But as some of the Digimon’s incensed smoke billowed under her nostrils, her face contorted to the edge of puking once more. “Ugh. Tapirmon, be useful and grab my canteen, will ya? Those fumes…”

Slightly alarmed, Tapirmon quickly obliged to her orders, rummaging through the pack on the ground next to her until the desired object was procured and handed over.

Regina - or as her friends usually referred to her as, Reggie – had only met the digital creature next to her almost a month ago. But in that short amount of time, he had turned most of her preconceptions about technology and the world around her upside down. When she had just began to grasp the whole concept of there being two worlds, he had invited her to come to that second world and be his ‘Tamer’. What the heck was a Tamer? Reggie had to admit, a part of her had been excited about seeing the Digital World, but the gut-wrenching dizziness that came with getting there canceled that out entirely.

After a few more minutes of dry-heaving and gagging, the human girl finally felt internally stable enough to leave the comfort of the trash can. “Well Tapirmon, since it appears that I’m going to live, why don’t you show me around this DigiWorld of yours?”

“Wonderful! I’ll start with where we are right now: this is Network City.” He stated, waving a forearm at the metropolis around them. “The building we arrived in was the Digi-Capital Building, but I think you saw enough of that one already. We’re gonna visit all the major landmarks and important places this city has to offer!”

Shaking her head at Tapirmon’s polite enthusiasm, Reggie fell into step behind him as he began to roam down one of the streets while spewing facts and tidbits about the things around them. As long as she was here, she might as well enjoy the tour.

(Enter Draco and AgumonX)

Draco screamed, his eyes stuck open in fear as he and AgumonX fell threw the air, the remains of the ruins scattered around them, large columns, runes, and sand. Lots of sand. "Bloody Hell!"

The sky torn open as the human and his new partner dropped in. Draco covered his face with his right arm, hoping to brace for impact, and not lose his arm a second time. Thank Azulongmon AgumonX was a little smarter, grabbing Draco, the small digimon's mouth opening, "Baby Burner!" a long jet of flames flew from his mouth, trying to slow them down.

The pair hit the ground with a thud. The sound of metal on concrete as Draco's arm smashed into the ground filled the air. The digizoid did its job, absorbing most of the impact, and barely denting. "Aw... come on." Draco whined, "I just got this thing fixed...." He muttered, standing up. "Of course... there are worse ways to survive." He grinned, looking around at the upturned columns and sand surrounding him.

Draco was a mess, his clothes completely covered in sand, his messy purple hair now a light brown from the stuff. He looked up wondering just where he had landed. He smiled a little, this was funny, the stuff had landed almost perfectly where they belonged. Inside of the library, waiting to be studied by digi-scholars. There was always much to learn about Suliamon. Not that was what drove Draco. He looked down at his fist, the clear stone winking back at him in the light. He was after diamonds.

Reggie
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XxXxTapirmon

Reggie found that the library was just what Tapirmon had promised and then some. Three tall floors filled to the brim with shelves upon shelves of books, with wrought-iron spiral staircases connecting them. A lot of the Digimon here were a lot more humanoid, or at least not as monster-looking. She had even timidly waved back when a hooded figure behind the front counter - Tapirmon informed her that it was a Wisemon - greeted them. The quiet calm was indeed a lot easier to handle than the hustle n' bustle of the city outside, and she could feel her anxiety begin to ebb.

Her Vaccine-type partner had been about to guide her through the different literature sections, when even more crazy dropped out of a sudden rift in the air. The impact of the falling debris caused the books to shake on the shelves. Reggie shrieked, "HOLY s**t!!" whilst grabbing onto Tapirmon and hiding behind the nearest somewhat sturdy object, a desk. He would've protested, but being held against his tamer's chest brought a light blush to his cheeks and got the words stuck in his throat.

Gingerly, they peeked over the desk, only for their eyes to be greeted by a child-sized orange lizard, a boy with a mechanical arm(?!), some pillars, some rubble, and a good amount of desert sand.

"I...I wish I could tell you that's normal," Tapirmon said quietly, glancing up at Reggie. "But I must admit, people falling from holes appearing out of thin air doesn't really happen every day." They both watched the pair in anxious silence, one to judge whether they were a threat, and the other wishing she hadn't agreed to come to this insane place at all.