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sure, i love mexican food. burning_eyes barbamon created about 50 quesadilla's the size of Gigimon.
"whats with you?"
"..."
"Keyon, time moves so slowly here as compared to the human world, no one will notice your gone... unless you die of course. Now lets have some quesadillas" (yes Tamake is weird like this, check out my tamer profile)

Both Guilmon and Dracomon squealed in delight at the sudden turn of event and struggled furtively against Draco before they both fell to the floor with a surprised yelp.
Lucemon sat up in his bed, smiling sleepily at the rookies with a fond expression
“Morning friends”
The smaller digimons answered with a good morning of their own before they stormed out the door in a mess of limbs and laughing.
The room seemed oddly silent when the door closed.
The half angel stretched, yawning softly as he stood up and started rummaging around for a while, finding clothes and toothbrush before he existed the room with glazed eyes and went to the bathroom, muttering something that sounded Norwegian to Draco before he left the bedroom.

Richter felt a sudden rush of energy fill him, warming his insides and then pouring out into every fiver and every nerve in his body. The intensity of the green water forced him to fall backwards onto the ground once more as it coursed through his body like a drug, digging deeper and deeper until it found what it sought and fastened itself around his heart and soul.
The it seemed to fade into a silent, pleasant buzzing
“It seems we meet again much sooner than I had expected Richter”
The deep voice sounded familiar but Richter had trouble placing it through the warm haze surrounding him.
A dark shape appeared at the edge of his vision and with a struggle that was pure will alone he turned his head to see who it was.
Metalseadramon gazed down upon his new child, eyes glowing softly in the light of the morning sun as he slithered closer. His massive body slid across the white pebbles easily, parting them like the red sea before him. The serpent moved, slowly, carefully and lifted the boy like a fragile china doll, his tail wrapped itself around the boy waist and the armor felt cold against the tamers skin
“You might fell a little off for the next few days boy, but the darkness will settle quickly and you will be even stronger than you are now but first…”
The snake let out a soft hiss in greeting, looking at something behind Richter, someone light.
The sound of footsteps came closer and soon stopped.
Metalseadramon hissed once more and uncoiled himself from Richter, placing him on the ground again but this time facing the opposite direction, Richter could see the roof entrance to the castle now, could see the few lush and beautiful plants that grew along the walls surrounding that particular area, could see an Elecmon standing near it, growling dangerously with it´s fur bristled...and he could see the tamer who now stood only a few feet away, amber eyes wide and glowing in silent anticipation as she reached out to take Richters hand
“Welcome to the dark side”
It was Kaya…

Guilmon giggled as he squirmed out of Dracos arms and ran down the hallway yelling “food! Food! Food!” over and over. Dracomon ran after him, barking like a happy little terrier.
They disappeared and Draco was left standing in the hallway with absolutely no idea where the kitchen was or where Kaya´s digimon ate their breakfast.


Meramon was still asleep when the rookie digimons ran into the library, screaming and shouting in glee as they saw the sleeping fire digimon on the couch. Veemon was the first to throw himself into the waking digimons arms and the champion level let out a loud complaint, cursing as he threw the blue dragon back onto the floor only to be hit in the chest with a meowing Gatomon… Meramon lay back with a sigh, officially hating his life.
Veemon turned around, eyes sparkling as he ran towards Chaos… and paused just a few feet away, frozen mid step, for a moment he had forgotten that Chaos was an outsider, and the little digimon didn’t want the warrior to kill him, he was pretty fond of his life and would like to be alive for a little longer thank you very much.

Keyon and Gigimon's eyes widened at the sight of FOOOOOD!!!!! (well, mostly Gigimon). The little red dragon jumped into the pile of quesadilla's and starting omonomonoming away. Keyon took a slice and gnawed on it. "Thanks, we were kinda hungry." Keyon said embarressed. "I'll do my best to help, and get up in the ranks as well so I'm a bit less in the way. I try to always repay my debts." he promised.

"Stop talking and start eating, these are soooooo good!!!" Gigimon piped with glee.

Draco wandered around the castle for quite a while, the ceilings color changed every now and then and new furniture would appear but no matter how far he walked or which rooms he entered he found himself alone and, quite clearly, nowhere near the kitchen or dining room. As he walked further and further away from the other hallways he came to a dark corridor, the door behind him closed shut and locked itself as if by someones hand but no one had been in the hallway so… what was going on?
The walls around him were no longer warm and inviting tapestry but cold, hard rock, grey bricks with year old mold and rot on their surface. A thick, healthy cockroach danced across the floor before with a roar of life, the torches on the walls lit up like one, casting light and forcing the darkness away. A single bat flapped it´s wings and flew deeper into the labyrinth with a shocked cry. A heavy scent of year old dust and rotting meat hung in the air like an unpleasant companion and as the torches gained more strength they showed unique red marks on the door behind the tamer, claw marks, carved into the word in silent anger and despair, the red streaks were disconcerting… it was dried blood.
A hushed shift of movement sounded somewhere further down the dark dungeon corridor, something heavy and big turned and walked away with heavy footsteps that soon disappeared, but the walls still shivered with the echo of them.

Kaya smiled warmly, lush lips curving sweetly as she nodded and let go of his hand
“Yes, that´s right, and your Richter, my digimons new apprentice”
Kaya seemed almost proud, shifting her gaze from the boy in front of her to the great sea serpent behind him, it was a brief glimpse but it was there. She moved her attention back to Richter, hair glowing like copper threads in the light of the rising sun above her that colored that horizon red like blood, the symbol of a new birth after the long night.
“As far as I´ve heard you went through quite a lot to find me Richter, I’m flattered off course but I would like to know why you´ve gone to such lengths to speak with me”
Kaya´s eyes remained soft and warm, inviting, but there was a slight hint of sharp intelligence in him as she watched him carefully.

"Well, it's quite a story." Richter said as he removed his hand gently from hers. "I'm not allowed to speak HIS name, so I may as well get on with it. I came to ask you about everything...that happened between you and him. I've heard rumors, about him.....killing you.." Richter said. As he spoke, he felt more and more breathless. "But...you're here...." He voiced weakly. "I...I was his friend back in the real world, and he just...vanished, and never told me why." Richer finished. He regained his composure, and spoke again. "So I followed him here, and found that this world....is more...satisfying than the human world. Then, I found out about you after the angels so kindly tried to kill me. I figured that I'd have to join the dark side, but it was okay with me if it meant getting my answers." Richter said with a light sigh.

Keyon finished his quesadilla, and chuckled at his new friends statement. "Heh, whatever floats your boat?" he laughed. "So what's first on the menu, Tamake?" Keyon asked, eager to do something exciting.

Gigigmon continues to omnomnomnomnom away.