The Start of a Horrible Friendship. [Xros Hunt. Closed.]
Jan 22, 2016 0:28:31 GMT
Post by Tadashi Tenkuji on Jan 22, 2016 0:28:31 GMT
'Ow. Okay. Where the hell am I? Wait, no. First. Let's run a systems check. Uh. Arms. Two of them, okay. They're moving, good. Legs are fine. Ankle's kinda sore. Wait, is it broken? ...Oh, right.'
The sixteen year old shifts around so his leg isn't crammed against a tree, and pulls himself to his feet, dusting off his shirt. He's...in a forest clearing, it looks like. Okay, well, that's weird. He'd been on his way home from school, he remembers that much, and now he's...in a forest. Ugh. Had someone drugged him? Totally uncool. Or maybe he blacked out and sleepwalked several miles.
Yeah, that must be it.
He spots his bag lying nearby and goes to pick it up, figuring he can use his phone's GPS to find his way back home, since he doesn't exactly recognize the surroundings. ...Huh. Well, that certainly isn't his phone. In fact, the phone doesn't seem to be present. Instead there's a rectangular white device with a screen, some kind of dial, and strange black markings. He turns it over in his hands, but the screen is just filled with static.
“A Digivice!”
“Gah!”
The boy leaps backwards, clutching his bag and the device, this 'Digivice', in his hands. A bizarre-looking bipedal...mushroom is walking towards him from behind the trees. The 'drug' theory is looking more and more likely. Still, an alien appearance doesn't necessarily mean its hostile, right? Right, it doesn't, but that greedy look on its face, and the way its still advancing towards him probably does. Now would be a good time to run, if only he could get his legs to co-operate.
“W-What are y-you?”
“Your voice is shaking. Are you scared, General? I know Digimon who will pay a great price for your Digivice...”
The boy scowls. He doesn't like it when people make fun of his stammer. Or when mushrooms make fun of it, for that matter. “H-hey, don't be s-so--”
“Drop the Digivice. I'm not giving you a second warning!”
The boy shakes his head to clear it. What the hell does this monster want with this...thing It must be valuable, or dangerous... Either way, he's not giving it to someone who's mocking him, and threatening him! Or anyone, in fact. Not until he can figure out what the hell is going, what a Digivice is and more pressingly, where he is. He's becoming more and more convinced that this isn't Ibuki Forest.
“Mushroom Mash!”
The crazy beast throws a smaller, inanimate mushroom which explodes a few feet in-front of the boy. A warning shot, maybe, but a little close for the boy's comfort! He blinks, dazed, but recovers enough to swing his heavy bag into the creature. It stumbles around, throwing another of its explosive mushrooms, but damaging nothing more than a nearby tree with it. Still, the boy is beginning to appreciate how dangerous this monster is! Coooome on legs, let's get moving!
“Pyro Crash!”
A blazing fireball shoots down from above, hitting the mushroom monster with such force that it seems to...disnetergrate? Little squares of glowing matter are left floating where it was, before they're absorbed into the fireball. Said fireball seems to extinguish itself after a few seconds, revealing a three foot tall humanoid of a most...curious nature. Red hair, horn stubs and...a tail made of fire? It could almost pass as a child in a costume if it weren't literally on fire.
“A-another monster?”
“Hey! Watch who you're calling a monster, kid, I'm the one that just saved your Core!” The creature grins, seeming very much like a young adolescent as it laughs and boasts, “You've got spirit though, hitting that Mushroomon with your...handbag, I like that,”
The boy blinks, and then suddenly ducks down as another mushroom flies over the creature's head, exploding several feet behind him as a result. More mushroom monsters! Because of course, why would there just be one terrifying abomination trying to kill him today? Still, this red thing seems to be on his side...certainly more so than whatever a 'Mushroomon' is, though. Trusting is completely is out of the question, but maybe if they work together, they can at least get out of this situation and go from there.
“Firewall!”
A literal wall of flames erupts between the two of them and the attacking forces. The human immediately drops his bag, and reaches for a large rock on the floor. “I'll d-d-distract them. Circle around f-from the left. And it's n-not a handbag!”
The red-maned creature stares for a moment, before racing off in the specified direction. The human follows suit after a moment or two, although heading in the other direction. As soon as they're in sight again, he throws the rock. It falls just short of the two mushroom creatures, although it certainly gets their attention! They...do not seem happy at all, whether because he's resisting or whether because its just not in their nature to be happy people...monsters...whatever. The last one certainly hadn't been. There were smoking craters to give credence to that.
Unfortunately, the creature that had destroyed their fellow crashes down from above again, nice and loud, obliterating the both of them. He flexes afterwards, as the human returns and collects his things. The boy has noticed that the creature and the Mushroomon seemed to shout things before they attacked. Maybe they're incantations? Or he's wandered into a terrible tokusatsu show? ...Eh. It's one of those days. Don't rule anything out.
“So, is it true, then?” The imp asks, eyeing the boy, “you a General?”
“W-what the h-hell do you mean?”
“...Do you even know where you are?”
“A f-forest.”
“Which forest? What continent?”
“...W-what?”
“Oh. Well. This is gonna take some time to 'splain, but let's...walk and talk, yeah? Before the Mushroomon come back. I'm Flamemon, by the way?” Flexflex, “You got a name?”
“...Tadashi.”
"So how come you're just wandering around the forest like a clueless dope? You're actin' like you've never seen a Digimon before," Flamemon snorts. He hasn't had much experience with humans, but this one seems particularly dim-witted. Maybe he hit his head during the fight? More likely it's hereditary. Humans as a species aren't particularly impressive...although. As he said, this one has spirit. Flamemon likes that.
"A w-what?"
Flamemon groans, realizing suddenly why this kid is so confused and messed up. He's heard that sometimes humans arrive suddenly in the Digital World, in the same way that Digimon sometimes slip through the barrier between worlds and enter the human world. This kid must be a new arrival, probably having fallen through a temporary gap. But then...he has one of those...things. What're they called? Fusion something? No! Xros Loaders, right. So if he's here by accident, why does he have one of those?
Still, it's his duty to bring the boy up to speed, isn't it? No, not really, but he feels like it's probably for the best. He starts to lead the way back to Terminus City, hoping they can find a Trailmon to take the kid back. As they go, he explains what he can about Digimon, the Digital World, and Generals (Even a little about 'Tamers', as they're so offensively called). Tadashi seems to be soaking up every single detail, remaining silent throughout Flamemon's explanation (Which is good, because Flamemon love to talk).
When the imp finishes talking, something occurs to Tadashi. Flamemon told him that 'Tamers' have Digimon partners they're linked to, and so do Generals in some manner or another. So if that's the case, and he's been chosen to be a general (something he's not even sure he wants), where's his partner? Being as subtle as a bull in a china shop, after all that's happened today, he just outright asks. Flamemon frowns, and then grinds to a stop, "Wait. Maybe...no..."
Tadashi staaaaaaares at him, "What?"
"Think about where you landed. You were either meant to tame those Mushroomon, or..."
"...Y-you?"
"There's no need to seem so happy about it," Flamemon snorts indignantly.
Well...the little demon man had saved his life. More than once in fact. And he'd followed instructions in battle without question, exactly as a soldier would do for a general. Well, damn. The more Tadashi thinks about it, the more it makes sense. But...how is he going to deal with all of this? This is a lot to take on board, and...how is it going to affect his everyday life!?
"...I am p-p-pretty happy about it, a-actually. You're pretty c-cool. Figuratively speaking. W-w-we worked pretty well t-together,"
"It was a fluke," Flamemon folds his arms, but continues to frown, "but...just in case it wasn't...and being with a successful General, assuming you can become one, could help me get more powerful, and help me defend the forest more easily,"
Tadashi shakes his head and interrupts, "If I can m-make you more powerful s-somehow, we can defend everything. W-w-what do you say? T-trial run?" Hell, defending things fits with his worldview pretty well too. And...this could be pretty fun. He could certainly use another distraction...
Flamemon eyes the boy for almost a solid minute before responding, with a smirk, "Trial run, kid."
The sixteen year old shifts around so his leg isn't crammed against a tree, and pulls himself to his feet, dusting off his shirt. He's...in a forest clearing, it looks like. Okay, well, that's weird. He'd been on his way home from school, he remembers that much, and now he's...in a forest. Ugh. Had someone drugged him? Totally uncool. Or maybe he blacked out and sleepwalked several miles.
Yeah, that must be it.
He spots his bag lying nearby and goes to pick it up, figuring he can use his phone's GPS to find his way back home, since he doesn't exactly recognize the surroundings. ...Huh. Well, that certainly isn't his phone. In fact, the phone doesn't seem to be present. Instead there's a rectangular white device with a screen, some kind of dial, and strange black markings. He turns it over in his hands, but the screen is just filled with static.
Weird. What is he supposed to do with it? He turns the dial in several complete circles, and plays with the button in the center of the dial. Nope. Nothing. He looks again, hoping maybe his phone is just further down in the bag, maybe at the bottom! Nope. Well, damn. How is he supposed to find his way back without his GPS? Maybe trying singing and dancing through a scene transition into another area? No? Alright.
“A Digivice!”
“Gah!”
The boy leaps backwards, clutching his bag and the device, this 'Digivice', in his hands. A bizarre-looking bipedal...mushroom is walking towards him from behind the trees. The 'drug' theory is looking more and more likely. Still, an alien appearance doesn't necessarily mean its hostile, right? Right, it doesn't, but that greedy look on its face, and the way its still advancing towards him probably does. Now would be a good time to run, if only he could get his legs to co-operate.
“W-What are y-you?”
“Your voice is shaking. Are you scared, General? I know Digimon who will pay a great price for your Digivice...”
The boy scowls. He doesn't like it when people make fun of his stammer. Or when mushrooms make fun of it, for that matter. “H-hey, don't be s-so--”
“Drop the Digivice. I'm not giving you a second warning!”
The boy shakes his head to clear it. What the hell does this monster want with this...thing It must be valuable, or dangerous... Either way, he's not giving it to someone who's mocking him, and threatening him! Or anyone, in fact. Not until he can figure out what the hell is going, what a Digivice is and more pressingly, where he is. He's becoming more and more convinced that this isn't Ibuki Forest.
“Mushroom Mash!”
The crazy beast throws a smaller, inanimate mushroom which explodes a few feet in-front of the boy. A warning shot, maybe, but a little close for the boy's comfort! He blinks, dazed, but recovers enough to swing his heavy bag into the creature. It stumbles around, throwing another of its explosive mushrooms, but damaging nothing more than a nearby tree with it. Still, the boy is beginning to appreciate how dangerous this monster is! Coooome on legs, let's get moving!
“Pyro Crash!”
A blazing fireball shoots down from above, hitting the mushroom monster with such force that it seems to...disnetergrate? Little squares of glowing matter are left floating where it was, before they're absorbed into the fireball. Said fireball seems to extinguish itself after a few seconds, revealing a three foot tall humanoid of a most...curious nature. Red hair, horn stubs and...a tail made of fire? It could almost pass as a child in a costume if it weren't literally on fire.
“A-another monster?”
“Hey! Watch who you're calling a monster, kid, I'm the one that just saved your Core!” The creature grins, seeming very much like a young adolescent as it laughs and boasts, “You've got spirit though, hitting that Mushroomon with your...handbag, I like that,”
The boy blinks, and then suddenly ducks down as another mushroom flies over the creature's head, exploding several feet behind him as a result. More mushroom monsters! Because of course, why would there just be one terrifying abomination trying to kill him today? Still, this red thing seems to be on his side...certainly more so than whatever a 'Mushroomon' is, though. Trusting is completely is out of the question, but maybe if they work together, they can at least get out of this situation and go from there.
“Firewall!”
A literal wall of flames erupts between the two of them and the attacking forces. The human immediately drops his bag, and reaches for a large rock on the floor. “I'll d-d-distract them. Circle around f-from the left. And it's n-not a handbag!”
The red-maned creature stares for a moment, before racing off in the specified direction. The human follows suit after a moment or two, although heading in the other direction. As soon as they're in sight again, he throws the rock. It falls just short of the two mushroom creatures, although it certainly gets their attention! They...do not seem happy at all, whether because he's resisting or whether because its just not in their nature to be happy people...monsters...whatever. The last one certainly hadn't been. There were smoking craters to give credence to that.
Unfortunately, the creature that had destroyed their fellow crashes down from above again, nice and loud, obliterating the both of them. He flexes afterwards, as the human returns and collects his things. The boy has noticed that the creature and the Mushroomon seemed to shout things before they attacked. Maybe they're incantations? Or he's wandered into a terrible tokusatsu show? ...Eh. It's one of those days. Don't rule anything out.
“So, is it true, then?” The imp asks, eyeing the boy, “you a General?”
“W-what the h-hell do you mean?”
“...Do you even know where you are?”
“A f-forest.”
“Which forest? What continent?”
“...W-what?”
“Oh. Well. This is gonna take some time to 'splain, but let's...walk and talk, yeah? Before the Mushroomon come back. I'm Flamemon, by the way?” Flexflex, “You got a name?”
“...Tadashi.”
"So how come you're just wandering around the forest like a clueless dope? You're actin' like you've never seen a Digimon before," Flamemon snorts. He hasn't had much experience with humans, but this one seems particularly dim-witted. Maybe he hit his head during the fight? More likely it's hereditary. Humans as a species aren't particularly impressive...although. As he said, this one has spirit. Flamemon likes that.
"A w-what?"
Flamemon groans, realizing suddenly why this kid is so confused and messed up. He's heard that sometimes humans arrive suddenly in the Digital World, in the same way that Digimon sometimes slip through the barrier between worlds and enter the human world. This kid must be a new arrival, probably having fallen through a temporary gap. But then...he has one of those...things. What're they called? Fusion something? No! Xros Loaders, right. So if he's here by accident, why does he have one of those?
Still, it's his duty to bring the boy up to speed, isn't it? No, not really, but he feels like it's probably for the best. He starts to lead the way back to Terminus City, hoping they can find a Trailmon to take the kid back. As they go, he explains what he can about Digimon, the Digital World, and Generals (Even a little about 'Tamers', as they're so offensively called). Tadashi seems to be soaking up every single detail, remaining silent throughout Flamemon's explanation (Which is good, because Flamemon love to talk).
When the imp finishes talking, something occurs to Tadashi. Flamemon told him that 'Tamers' have Digimon partners they're linked to, and so do Generals in some manner or another. So if that's the case, and he's been chosen to be a general (something he's not even sure he wants), where's his partner? Being as subtle as a bull in a china shop, after all that's happened today, he just outright asks. Flamemon frowns, and then grinds to a stop, "Wait. Maybe...no..."
Tadashi staaaaaaares at him, "What?"
"Think about where you landed. You were either meant to tame those Mushroomon, or..."
"...Y-you?"
"There's no need to seem so happy about it," Flamemon snorts indignantly.
Well...the little demon man had saved his life. More than once in fact. And he'd followed instructions in battle without question, exactly as a soldier would do for a general. Well, damn. The more Tadashi thinks about it, the more it makes sense. But...how is he going to deal with all of this? This is a lot to take on board, and...how is it going to affect his everyday life!?
"...I am p-p-pretty happy about it, a-actually. You're pretty c-cool. Figuratively speaking. W-w-we worked pretty well t-together,"
"It was a fluke," Flamemon folds his arms, but continues to frown, "but...just in case it wasn't...and being with a successful General, assuming you can become one, could help me get more powerful, and help me defend the forest more easily,"
Tadashi shakes his head and interrupts, "If I can m-make you more powerful s-somehow, we can defend everything. W-w-what do you say? T-trial run?" Hell, defending things fits with his worldview pretty well too. And...this could be pretty fun. He could certainly use another distraction...
Flamemon eyes the boy for almost a solid minute before responding, with a smirk, "Trial run, kid."
