Wild Soul! Roar, Greymon! [Solo. HUNT.]
Feb 13, 2016 4:08:33 GMT
Post by Scout Evans on Feb 13, 2016 4:08:33 GMT
Scout's vision is blurry. Maybe he didn't get enough to eat, earlier? No, it's probably more to do with the fact that he almost had his head torn off in that last attack. He takes a look around as he tries to steady himself. Had it really only been a day or so since all this started? Somehow it felt like days, or weeks even. That's probably the head injury as well. Ow.
He and BlackAgumon had come to the Digital World to get away for a few hours. After the stress of SkullGreymon only a month earlier, followed by the endless string of calamities that Tomomi seemed to have brought with him...the teen needed some time to unwind. And weirdly, a world full of unstoppable killing machines was his first choice for a vacation spot. No-one ever accused Scout of being smart. Still, they'd gone off, wandering through forests, and past villages. Just walking. No real goal in mind.
It was only after a few hours of their aimless wandering that they came upon someone face-to-face. In a sense, that is. An enormous black and red bird-like Digimon, circling the area. It seemed oblivious to the two of them walking out into the meadows. They watched. It circled. Eventually it left. The two exchanged a look, BlackAgumon voicing the thought that crossed both of their minds at that moment, “I hate when something that big and that ugly is lookin' for somethin', and I don't know what it is,”
They'd continued on a little while longer before finding themselves face-to-face with another large bird-like Digimon. This one large, metallic and blue with a very technological feel. It seemed to be fending off a number of Ogremon from some very, very tiny Digimon clustered behind it. Immediately the pair sprung into action, with an explosion of light, sound, and kung-fu grip action!
Within seconds, Greymon and Agunimon joined the fight, and together with the other Digimon (Greymon informs Scout that it's called 'MailBirdramon') they slowly thin out of the number of attacking Ogremon, leaving them with a collection of Digitama on the hard ground. Greymon and Scout degenerate to their base forms, as MailBirdramon turned his attention to them, spreading his wings in front of the younger Digimon.
“Hey! It's okay,” Scout had raised his hands, “we're friends! We helped protect the little ones!” he quickly tries to talk MailBirdramon out of...well. Blasting them. Sure, if they re-Digivolved, they might be able to take him without too much trouble. But that's not why they're here. Something weird's going on.
It had taken another hour to convince MailBirdramon they weren't a thread. Two more to convince him to let them help. It turned out that these Fresh Digimon had hatched from Digitama hundreds of miles from here. The Village of Beginnings was...very far away. And one of these little ones had attracted the attention of the other bird, Velgemon, who believed the young thing's Digicore would enable him to reach new levels of power. The unfortunate thing, MailBirdramon informed them, was that he was right.
Calumon, a strange little Digimon with no mighty attacks or obviously powerful features. But the energy contained within its Digicore would be enough to enable Velgemon to Digivolve into an extremely powerful form. Unfortunately, not only would that be bad, given his apparent temperament, but removing a Digicore from a Digimon was tantamount to killing them, and ensuring they'd never be reformatted. Scout had agreed to help immediately, promising they'd stay the course.
BlackAgumon had been...more reluctant. He liked helping people, sure, but. Based on what he'd learned, Velgemon was a whole league above his Greymon form. Maybe even stronger than OmegaShoutmon. Even with a ton of Champions, they'd struggled to deal with SkullGreymon. But this thing? And for Digimon they don't even know? He's just...not sure.
And so they'd climbed onto MailBirdramon's back, helping to keep the Fresh Digimon secure as they went. Poyomon, Botamon, Calumon and MetalKoromon. All of them were adorable, of course, and Scout couldn't help but hug some of them. All of them! They'd flown for hours, before night had fallen and they'd found a canyon to camp in for a few hours.
MailBirdramon had seemed...tired. He'd admitted that he'd been caring for them for weeks now, and Velgemon hadn't given up. He just wasn't sure what to do anymore. Unfortunately, that was when an explosion rocked the area. BlackAgumon barely had time to digivolve, and poor Scout was sent flying, smacking his head on a rock...which brings us back to the current moment.
Velgemon's back. Wonderful. MailBirdramon flies up to meet his assault immediately, as Greymon charges, firing his tail cannon. Scout struggles to even concentrate on the D-Scanner in his hand. He's come to the same conclusion as Greymon. OmegaShoutmon can't beat this guy, but there's...something that can. Something he never wanted to deal with again, but now here it is, practically forcing itself on him thanks to the circumstances.
SkullGreymon.
Velgemon flaps his wings, causing them to emit a black 'wind' of sorts, every flap causes damage to both Greymon and MailBirdramon. Within seconds, both are forced down to the ground, practically prone. Even then, the assault doesn't end as Velgemon releases a powerful red energy beam, striking MailBirdramon square in the torso. His metallic skin starts to crack under the stress, and even Greymon seems to be falling victim to Velgemon's power.
Velgemon swoops down, trying to scoop up Calumon with his beak. Scout regains enough equilibrium to scoop up the Fresh Digimon and pull him out of harms way. Only moments later, another wave of black wind comes down. This time over Scout. He feels every pulse break and burn his skin, and feels Calumon grow fainter in his arms. That stupid bird is getting exactly what he wants...
MailBirdramon is literally falling apart, but manages to get off a good shot from his wing cannons, buying them a few seconds. Unfortunately, this causes him to start disintegrating. The stress of firing a full-power volley in that condition must've been too much for his body. Scout is too far away to catch what he says to Greymon, but...the effect of the words is obvious. A tear escapes Greymon's eye. A tear for someone he didn't even know a few hours earlier. “I will,” he struggles back to his feet.
Scout notices that Calumon is literally disentergrating in his arms as well. He's not surprised when tears fall from his eyes. He doesn't like death, even temporary death as most Digimon have. Besides, this is who they'd been sent to protect, wasn't it? “I'm sorry,”
Calumon merely smiles at him. Velgemon is coming back around, and doesn't seem to care what he's shooting at now. The other Fresh Digimon is in danger. Calumon reaches out and touches the D-Scanner in Scout's hand. “Help my brothers and sisters,” he says in a quiet voice. Scout glances at Greymon. That must be what MailBirdramon had said too, more-or-less...
“I will,”
Calumon reverts to a sphere of energy (his Digicore?), which splits into two smaller pieces. One proceeds to fuse with Greymon, as MailBirdramon finishes breaking apart. The bird Digimon's data is pulled into the Dinosaur, who seems to be rapidly regaining his strength, “I'll keep my promise,” He starts to growl, growing louder and louder until he's engulfed by a sphere of light, “Greymon Digivolve to...” The sphere breaks apart, revealing a new form. Lots of shiny new metal parts, resembling pieces of MailBirdramon. A final gift, to protect the young ones. “MetalGreymon,”
The other energy sphere connects with the D-Scanner, which automatically scrolls to SkullGreymon's spirit...and then moves forwards again. Something new, and shiny and...not skeletal. “...Alright,” He raises the D-Scanner above his head and activates it, feeling a red light wash over him, as he's engulfed by familiar, heatless flames.
“Brave Soul! Wild Digivolution! Warp Digivolve to...” He grows much, much larger, taking on an appearance very similar to his and B's fused BlackGeoGreymon form. This one has orange skin, though. And a metallic upper skull. A large metallic torso, with huge technological wings coming out the back and...hoooolly... His entire left arm has been replaced by a colossal metal cannon! This is...a step up. “RizeGreymon!”
Instantly he realizes how much louder he's speaking. Why? BECAUSE INDOOR VOICES ARE FOR LOSERS. His wings light up, rockets lifting him well clear of the ground and into the sky. A few seconds later, MetalGreymon joins him. Velgemon looks worried, as well he should. “Trident Revolver!” A trio of energy bullets leave the huge gun that makes up Scout's left arm.
“Plasma Launcher!” MetalGreymon releases a powerful energy shot from his own weaponry. Both shots hit Velgemon at around the same time, forcing him to the ground, as he realizes just how screwed he truly is on this day. Both newly-Digivolved entities hover over him, gathering power inside them. Final attack time.
“Rising Destroyer!”
“Giga Destroyer!”
A rain of energy comes down from above, both Digimon unleashing their full might upon the area. When the smoke clears, all that's left is a Digitama in Velgemon's place. RizeGreymon and MetalGreymon roar in triumph, before landing. Scout degenerates almost immediately, exhausted after using such a powerful new spirit.
He scoops up the Digiegg, and looks at it for a few moments, before sliding it into his bag. MetalGreymon gives him a slow nod, recognizing what Scout is going to do. The teen gathers the other Fresh Digimon and explains the situation to them. They need to go somewhere protected, for now. Until they can defend themselves.
Someone better tell Scout's parents they're having company for dinner.
He and BlackAgumon had come to the Digital World to get away for a few hours. After the stress of SkullGreymon only a month earlier, followed by the endless string of calamities that Tomomi seemed to have brought with him...the teen needed some time to unwind. And weirdly, a world full of unstoppable killing machines was his first choice for a vacation spot. No-one ever accused Scout of being smart. Still, they'd gone off, wandering through forests, and past villages. Just walking. No real goal in mind.
It was only after a few hours of their aimless wandering that they came upon someone face-to-face. In a sense, that is. An enormous black and red bird-like Digimon, circling the area. It seemed oblivious to the two of them walking out into the meadows. They watched. It circled. Eventually it left. The two exchanged a look, BlackAgumon voicing the thought that crossed both of their minds at that moment, “I hate when something that big and that ugly is lookin' for somethin', and I don't know what it is,”
They'd continued on a little while longer before finding themselves face-to-face with another large bird-like Digimon. This one large, metallic and blue with a very technological feel. It seemed to be fending off a number of Ogremon from some very, very tiny Digimon clustered behind it. Immediately the pair sprung into action, with an explosion of light, sound, and kung-fu grip action!
Within seconds, Greymon and Agunimon joined the fight, and together with the other Digimon (Greymon informs Scout that it's called 'MailBirdramon') they slowly thin out of the number of attacking Ogremon, leaving them with a collection of Digitama on the hard ground. Greymon and Scout degenerate to their base forms, as MailBirdramon turned his attention to them, spreading his wings in front of the younger Digimon.
“Hey! It's okay,” Scout had raised his hands, “we're friends! We helped protect the little ones!” he quickly tries to talk MailBirdramon out of...well. Blasting them. Sure, if they re-Digivolved, they might be able to take him without too much trouble. But that's not why they're here. Something weird's going on.
It had taken another hour to convince MailBirdramon they weren't a thread. Two more to convince him to let them help. It turned out that these Fresh Digimon had hatched from Digitama hundreds of miles from here. The Village of Beginnings was...very far away. And one of these little ones had attracted the attention of the other bird, Velgemon, who believed the young thing's Digicore would enable him to reach new levels of power. The unfortunate thing, MailBirdramon informed them, was that he was right.
Calumon, a strange little Digimon with no mighty attacks or obviously powerful features. But the energy contained within its Digicore would be enough to enable Velgemon to Digivolve into an extremely powerful form. Unfortunately, not only would that be bad, given his apparent temperament, but removing a Digicore from a Digimon was tantamount to killing them, and ensuring they'd never be reformatted. Scout had agreed to help immediately, promising they'd stay the course.
BlackAgumon had been...more reluctant. He liked helping people, sure, but. Based on what he'd learned, Velgemon was a whole league above his Greymon form. Maybe even stronger than OmegaShoutmon. Even with a ton of Champions, they'd struggled to deal with SkullGreymon. But this thing? And for Digimon they don't even know? He's just...not sure.
And so they'd climbed onto MailBirdramon's back, helping to keep the Fresh Digimon secure as they went. Poyomon, Botamon, Calumon and MetalKoromon. All of them were adorable, of course, and Scout couldn't help but hug some of them. All of them! They'd flown for hours, before night had fallen and they'd found a canyon to camp in for a few hours.
MailBirdramon had seemed...tired. He'd admitted that he'd been caring for them for weeks now, and Velgemon hadn't given up. He just wasn't sure what to do anymore. Unfortunately, that was when an explosion rocked the area. BlackAgumon barely had time to digivolve, and poor Scout was sent flying, smacking his head on a rock...which brings us back to the current moment.
Velgemon's back. Wonderful. MailBirdramon flies up to meet his assault immediately, as Greymon charges, firing his tail cannon. Scout struggles to even concentrate on the D-Scanner in his hand. He's come to the same conclusion as Greymon. OmegaShoutmon can't beat this guy, but there's...something that can. Something he never wanted to deal with again, but now here it is, practically forcing itself on him thanks to the circumstances.
SkullGreymon.
Velgemon flaps his wings, causing them to emit a black 'wind' of sorts, every flap causes damage to both Greymon and MailBirdramon. Within seconds, both are forced down to the ground, practically prone. Even then, the assault doesn't end as Velgemon releases a powerful red energy beam, striking MailBirdramon square in the torso. His metallic skin starts to crack under the stress, and even Greymon seems to be falling victim to Velgemon's power.
Velgemon swoops down, trying to scoop up Calumon with his beak. Scout regains enough equilibrium to scoop up the Fresh Digimon and pull him out of harms way. Only moments later, another wave of black wind comes down. This time over Scout. He feels every pulse break and burn his skin, and feels Calumon grow fainter in his arms. That stupid bird is getting exactly what he wants...
MailBirdramon is literally falling apart, but manages to get off a good shot from his wing cannons, buying them a few seconds. Unfortunately, this causes him to start disintegrating. The stress of firing a full-power volley in that condition must've been too much for his body. Scout is too far away to catch what he says to Greymon, but...the effect of the words is obvious. A tear escapes Greymon's eye. A tear for someone he didn't even know a few hours earlier. “I will,” he struggles back to his feet.
Scout notices that Calumon is literally disentergrating in his arms as well. He's not surprised when tears fall from his eyes. He doesn't like death, even temporary death as most Digimon have. Besides, this is who they'd been sent to protect, wasn't it? “I'm sorry,”
Calumon merely smiles at him. Velgemon is coming back around, and doesn't seem to care what he's shooting at now. The other Fresh Digimon is in danger. Calumon reaches out and touches the D-Scanner in Scout's hand. “Help my brothers and sisters,” he says in a quiet voice. Scout glances at Greymon. That must be what MailBirdramon had said too, more-or-less...
“I will,”
Calumon reverts to a sphere of energy (his Digicore?), which splits into two smaller pieces. One proceeds to fuse with Greymon, as MailBirdramon finishes breaking apart. The bird Digimon's data is pulled into the Dinosaur, who seems to be rapidly regaining his strength, “I'll keep my promise,” He starts to growl, growing louder and louder until he's engulfed by a sphere of light, “Greymon Digivolve to...” The sphere breaks apart, revealing a new form. Lots of shiny new metal parts, resembling pieces of MailBirdramon. A final gift, to protect the young ones. “MetalGreymon,”
The other energy sphere connects with the D-Scanner, which automatically scrolls to SkullGreymon's spirit...and then moves forwards again. Something new, and shiny and...not skeletal. “...Alright,” He raises the D-Scanner above his head and activates it, feeling a red light wash over him, as he's engulfed by familiar, heatless flames.
“Brave Soul! Wild Digivolution! Warp Digivolve to...” He grows much, much larger, taking on an appearance very similar to his and B's fused BlackGeoGreymon form. This one has orange skin, though. And a metallic upper skull. A large metallic torso, with huge technological wings coming out the back and...hoooolly... His entire left arm has been replaced by a colossal metal cannon! This is...a step up. “RizeGreymon!”
Instantly he realizes how much louder he's speaking. Why? BECAUSE INDOOR VOICES ARE FOR LOSERS. His wings light up, rockets lifting him well clear of the ground and into the sky. A few seconds later, MetalGreymon joins him. Velgemon looks worried, as well he should. “Trident Revolver!” A trio of energy bullets leave the huge gun that makes up Scout's left arm.
“Plasma Launcher!” MetalGreymon releases a powerful energy shot from his own weaponry. Both shots hit Velgemon at around the same time, forcing him to the ground, as he realizes just how screwed he truly is on this day. Both newly-Digivolved entities hover over him, gathering power inside them. Final attack time.
“Rising Destroyer!”
“Giga Destroyer!”
A rain of energy comes down from above, both Digimon unleashing their full might upon the area. When the smoke clears, all that's left is a Digitama in Velgemon's place. RizeGreymon and MetalGreymon roar in triumph, before landing. Scout degenerates almost immediately, exhausted after using such a powerful new spirit.
He scoops up the Digiegg, and looks at it for a few moments, before sliding it into his bag. MetalGreymon gives him a slow nod, recognizing what Scout is going to do. The teen gathers the other Fresh Digimon and explains the situation to them. They need to go somewhere protected, for now. Until they can defend themselves.
Someone better tell Scout's parents they're having company for dinner.
