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Pegassusmon continued to trot along wondering why he hadn't been acknowledged at all.

[Exist Jericho and Guile to Dragon's Lake]

Alter and Ruby, the AngeWomon, had spent the day searching through the mountains for the Ancient Wisemon Cult. Sadly they had found nothing, and the sky was filling with storm clouds. They would need to rest for the night and hope the storm would be gone in the morning. They walked into the cave, setting up camp before falling asleep.

What they didn’t know was that the Ancient Wisemon cult was nomadic, traveling during the day separately, meeting during the night only, and tonight they were meeting in the cave the tamer and Angel slept in.

Alter woke as he felt the last knot being tightened. Alter struggled, trying to open his eyes. He soon realized he had been blindfolded, and both his arms and legs were tided to the wall. He was about to call to Ruby, but as he opened his mouth cloth was stuffed in. He couldn’t see, couldn’t talk, and now he was in deep trouble. He could he do to get out of this?

The Cultists were talking among themselves, each of them cloaked so that even if Alter could see he wouldn’t be able to recognize them. It seemed they had a few extra sacrifices today, and they were arguing over what to do with them. Alter could barely hear them, but at least he was getting an idea about what was in store for him, if he could just reach his digivice. Alter struggled, managing to grab a few pebbles. He nodded as he started to flick them; just a little hit was all it would take. The trick was doing while he couldn’t see.

One of the small rocks hit the button, releasing the only digimon who could save him. Hisoka the Piedmon.

Hisoka appeared in a burst of Data, his arms folded as he looked over at Alter. “So is this your new fetish?” He asked, seemingly ignoring the fact he was tied up, just pulling out Alter’s gag. “Or do you need-” He cut off as one of the cultists attacked him, the cloak flying off and reveling a Boltmon. Hisoka parried the first strike with his trump sword. Hisoka moved closer, his trump sword stabbing the Boltmon, Hisoka twisted the sword, grinning as the Boltmon screamed in pain.

Hisoka pulled the sword free as the Boltmon fell to the ground, his axe forgotten. “So who is next?” He asked, “I will even lower myself to your level.” He dropped his trump sword, spreading his arms out as he welcomed them to try.

The Leader of the Cult was much to smart to follow the example of the Boltmon; the digimon was a fool. “There will be no need to spill more Data.” He said pulling his cloak off, it was a Mercuremon. “As you probably know we are the followers of Ancient Wisemon, may we reflect his glory. Now why don’t we talk about releasing your friends.” Hisoka gave in, he didn’t want to lose his tamer. Alter was a source of his power. “Fine. You have earned yourself a few minutes to talk, before I start to get my tamer back by force.”

The Mercuremon smiled as he motioned to some of the rock seats they had. He took a seat as he waited for Hisoka to take his own. “Now I have something you want, namely your tamer.” He motioned, a few cultists had moved next to Alter, ignoring Ruby for now. Alter spoke up. “And I need your help!” The Mercuremon raised an eyebrow at this. “Really? What could you need from us?”

“I need a ritual done, one to bring back a friend.” Alter said. The Mercuremon laughed. “You need us to open Ancient Wisemon’s portal?” He guessed at the nature of this problem. “Well it can be done… but you need to be willing to sacrifice something… the life of one of your digimon.” The Mercuremon looked over at Hisoka. “But don’t worry, it won’t delete him, but he will lose who he is, his personality and everything.” Mercuremon turned towards Hisoka. “But of course you will owe us.” The Mercuremon smiled as he took the Dark Master’s hand, leading him towards the back of the room.

Alter was let down as he waited for Hisoka to revert, Ruby getting undone after. Soon Mercuremon returned, an egg in his hand. “Here he is. Hisoka the Piedmon.” He smiled as he handed the egg to Alter. “Now off with you.”

Alter nodded as he took the egg, he turned to see GranDracmon enter. Alter smiled as he ran forward to hug his first partner. "GranDracmon! You are back." He said, letting go as they left the cave.

GranDracmon smiled. "Of course. And I will not abandon you again."

The storm came in quicker than he had expected it to as he and Destin moved through the rain. Marq looked up for a quick glance and could spot a cave that would've been perfect for getting out of the rain. He motioned for Destin to look up and see the cave as well.
"Shelter!! Perfect. Let's go, my fur is getting all wet and there is nothing worse than the feeling of wet fur."
Marq nodded and took off at a higher speed for the cave. As he approached the cave, Marq stopped when he noticed another human and digimon coming out of the cave. "HEY!!!" he called out impulsively. He hadn't really thought about the consequences that may arise, he was just glad to see another human being. Marq rushed to the man and digmon with Destin at his heels.

Marq finally got close enough to notice that the human was with an AngeWomon and a scary looking GranDracmon. Either way he was human and he looked like he could help. "Umm... do you mind telling me where Network City is?"
Destin finally caught up to Marq and was huffing as he was trying to catch his breath. He growled softly looking at the cave entrance. "There's trouble in there. I think we should find another place to go."
"WHA!? What are you talking about Destin?" Marq turned to look at his partner who was tensing up in the direction of the cave.

Marq nodded at the words of Ruby. He then turned his attention to the man as he gave directions and started walking off. Marq then turned and ran after the guy. "Hey... Hey wait up!!! If you're heading in that direction. Maybe we can like go together or something. I'm new and I don't really know my way around he. Not to mention Leomon said that I should probably stick around other tamers until I can take care of myself." Marq caught up a bit and started twiddling his fingers as he spoke.
Destin was amazed at the sheer size of Alter's companions wondering if he would ever be as tall as GranDracmon.

"Really?! AWESOME! You know, I was so expecting you to be all macho and push me away, leading me to follow you annoyingly." Marq laughed annoyingly, not realizing that he was starting to talk to much as he usually did once he got over his uncomfortableness. "My name's Marq, nice to meet you!" He then continued to ramble on things just to keep silence from taking over.
Destin tensed up when GranDracmon acknowledged him, "Well... it's nothing." Destin then ran up to catch up with Marq, walking close behind him and trying hard not to stare.

"Eh? What an interesting name... not the alter part, but Number 666." He then thought about the mark of the beast when it finally accorded to him how odd it was that he had a GranDracmon and an AngeWoman traveling with him. Demons and Angels a bit to odd for coincidence.