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What could possibly be the single most unideal way to start your second trip to some dinky world you found out about the other day?
Well, try being lost in the woods with an insufferable guinea pig that used to be a rather docile ball of fuzz with ears. With said guinea pig doing her best to keep out of your reach whilst screaming about meat farms. "If you can't find one-a-them meat farms I guess I'll just FIND IT AND ROB IT MYSELF!"
What even -were- those? And why even rob them in the first place? Point of all of this was that Akemi Amaya found herself chasing a purple creature through the woods, a purple creature that promptly crashed into a bush and wound up...entangled in it. Oops.
Panting, she just stared at her partner and coughed a little as she watched the Tsukaimon squirm. "...Not letting you out of that, that's your own fault."
Screw these woods. Screw these damn woods. Screw these god damn woods. If another hour had to be spent in this foresaken place, Rise was going to lose it. She had to get to bed, she had things to do, things other than just wander around this terrible forest. Maybe there really was no escaping this. It was all far beyond a dream now.
Shouting, the cracking of branches, and the sound of some sort of tussle broke the ambient forest noise. The neon girl made her way towards the commotion, discovering a girl maybe half her age wrestling down a purple creature. Another monster, this world was full of them. Well, there was no point in watching.
"Hey kid, do you need help killing that monster?" Rise bluntly asked, stepping out of cover to reveal herself.
Akemi just looked up and at Rise. What the heck was this woman? Pink hair? Really cyan eyes? Looked more like an alien to her if you actually went up and asked. She blinked a few times. "Uh...Hi. To answer that question, not really, no. Would kind of be in poor taste considering this monster's mine."
...Holy crap, was that weird to say. If Akemi hadn't realized that by now? "HEY. I'm not for killing!" Anzu's piping up sure enforced that. "That's like...dumb! Don't be dumb!" Akemi let go of the Tsukaimon who continued trying to wriggle out of the bush, with some success. She quickly flapped her ear-wings and took to the air. "...That human looks weird." "And now -you're- being dumb. Seriously, that's...rude as heck. Geez..." "Oh. OH. Uh. SORRY."
So what, there was no threat here? Apparently, it was common for people to be in ownership of these monsters around here. It really seemed like they got the short end of the stick, considering what this reality gave her the ability to do.
"It's called fashion, you little purple shit." Her tone began angry, but she apparently calmed herself down. No reason to get into another fight yet, Rise, you still don't know what your abilities can truly do.
"Anyways, I'm new here. The last nerd I ran into didn't help me much." There was a trace amount of blood and dirt on her clothes, signifying that she may of done something less than heroic to said nerd. She didn't, but there sure was implication.
"If you're not in danger - tell me about the monsters. Why do you own them?"
"...Oooooooooooooh. It's human fashion! Better than angel fashion." Anzu seemed to not recognize the fact that what Rise just called her was an insulting sort of thing. Akemi just sighed. "Sorry about her. She's...a bit of a piece of work. Way nicer as a ball of fuzz, honestly..." Seriously, it's like the Tsukaimon made a HABIT out of pissing people off. Was that why she ended up an egg in those ruins? PROBABLY?
"Huh. I'm new too but not as new. Like, this is my second time being here and I still don't know squat. So...I could probably help but not too much." The blood was a little discomforting. Just a little. "Well, to sum up what the last guy told me? Freaky digital BS that gives you one of these." She pulled out her D-3--...Wait, why did it change color? It was blue last she checked. Now it's a lavender color. "It's a dud until you meet your partner, apparently...Though there's another sort of device out there that people with...ah...spirits that let you turn into one of those monsters use. First person I met here had one and used it to turn into an angel. Literally." "Yeah, he was aight. Also I don't think you answered her question, dumbo! Why do you own us? Where's the CONTRACT?"
"...Noooot so much owning as there's a partnership made by some weird force out there I guess." Akemi waggled her digivice in the air. "This is basically what makes that partnership cemented. So, to sum it up? Freaky digital bullshit." Akemi repeated.
Another person attributed all of this madness to digital nonsense. That was too many so far to keep believing this was a dream or illusion. No, whatever world this was, it was real. "Seems everybody I meet is new at this." Rise scoffed, even though the information was helpful.
"So, this device is what controls power in this world?" The pale girl caressed what was once her cell phone in her fingers, showing it to the younger girl and her partner. It was black, with bright red grips, and was a different model from the earlier gadget.
"Well, I think that bit's coincidence...Also, yeah. Basically. Thing's tough as a rock, too. Or that one cellphone everyone says not to drop..." Akemi shrugged. Compared to her, how new was this girl? The answer she was going with until proven otherwise was a single word. Very. The device Rise showed her looked like...Yeah, it wasn't a D-3. Exactly like the angel's own digivice.
"Yeah, you're definitely a spirit person. First thing I talked to in this world was one of those and lemme tell you, it's weird meeting someone who's around your age that can pull that stuff." That whole day was incredibly odd. "All the power in the world comes from inside or that device! Or those devices. It's crrrrrazy."
All the power in this world was contained in this little device.
I couldn't believe somebody my age could have so much power.
Now that it was more than confirmed that Rise had a substantial amount of power under her belt, it was now time to start learning how to actually use it. Once that was accomplished, then her wildest dreams of revenge and conquest could be fulfilled.
One small step at a time. One broken bone at a time.
"So, this angel you two met before, how did she use this device?" It was a newbie question, one that might get laughed at, but it was serious for her. She had no method of activating it on her own. "I have no memory of when I transformed. It happens on its own." If this conversation didn't pick up, she'd leave. She needed answers, fast, she wasn't one for waiting.
What Anzu just said kind of felt like...Hyperbole. Exaggeration. Sure, these things were capable of a good deal of miraculous feats maybe, but how was Akemi to know they actually did contain all the power in the world?
Why would they be entrusted to people like the others she had met? Even more questions for later. That seemed like all she had nowadays. Anywho. How did the angel--Elliot do it? "Well...Here's the thing. He didn't actually change into a Digimon--he was already like that. But he had the same digivice you had..." She began, raising a finger. "Spirit wielders work...far differently than regular tamers. Ancient ghosts that pick people out to give powers to, from what I can gather. Uh...You might be the first case I've heard of not to have any recollection of transforming. Might. I've only met two counting you and...Shoot, what would you have to turn into to end up like that? What...sort of spirit..." Akemi mused. It was a really rattling question. One can't blame her, right?
"I bet she turned into a big alien." Anzu suddenly piped up. "...Why are you so bent on calling her an alien?"
Ancient Ghosts? Spirits? Now this was starting to get really convoluted. If this was a world inside of a computer, or one constructed of data, then it can't be any older than when mankind first launched internet. How could they possibly be ancient, then? Unless...time flowed differently in this world. Minutes in her world could seem like eons in this one.
Rise blinked a couple times, realizing she had just spaced out for an entire paragraph. The others probably thought she was pretty weird at this point. It was only the purple pig bat speaking out that got her back on track, once again calling her an extraterrestrial.
"I ain't know what kinda spirit I have, or ghost, or whatever. I just now found out what it even is." Something had been on her mind, though. "I just have this feeling. Sometimes it guides me. For whatever reason, since I came here..." The pinkette cracked her knuckles, looking down at the two. Malicious thoughts had to be shaken away, these two weren't worth fighting.
"...I really started to like hurting other people. I crave the violence. The thrill." Only in those instances did her spirit activate, maybe it was trying to guide her towards that? Who knows.
Akemi had realized that what she was saying must have sounded utterly boring. Like a university lecture while on cold medicine. She mostly spent a few seconds waiting for Rise to not be spacing out after she was done talking. "That's fine. Most of what I just said was...based off me talking out my ass and stating what I've observed with that...group of people." Anzu's bat ears twitched as Rise described something...more than a little familiar to her, for some reason.
Be it from the previous life or not.
"Oh, you get that too? Well...I guess I'm not really a stranger to violence given the fact I'm a no-good virus that eats people! But it's...a weird feeling, ain't it?" Anzu was oblivious. Very oblivious. Akemi wasn't. She just looked warily at the pinkette.
So it was all speculation. Purely stuff that could've well been lies, but it was the only lead she had now, and besides, this pair apparently had a lot more experience than she did. This younger girl...had quite the robust partner. It didn't seem to have a filter, and that was very respectable.
"I dunno 'bout eatin' people, but, yes. The feeling of hitting flesh, cracking bone, and drawing blood - I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it." Despite not remembering being in her spirit form, she did remember the emotions she received from when it happened. It was sort of like a psychedelic trip, like one might experience if they took a ridiculous amount of mushrooms.
"Ha ha, sorry, I got a lil' into it." Rise brushed off her obsessive talk and composed herself, running a hand through her hair to flip it over her shoulder. "Anyways, girl, ya mentioned a group of people. I ain't never met anyone in a group, mosta these losers have been on their own." The sound of cicadas quietly rang through the woods, indicating that there must be some kind of small insect life in this world, or something that imitated it.
Speculation as it may be, it was all Akemi had as well. Just thoughts on how this entire digital crap worked. Anzu made an audible 'hmm' noise as she listened to Rise recounted what appeals about hurting people. Well, memories were starting to resurface. Disturbingly enough. Not about -that- stuff but likely...worse.
"Haha, same! Akemi told me that's something to be worried about though. Except it doesn't really worry me. But it's weird. Mmm. I dunno! But, it's okay. I think it's okay at least."
Akemi -did- mention a group, but...It was more like the amount of people she had met that were spirit users. "Well, when I say group I more mean the...two people including you that use these ghosts. There's probably way more out in the world that I haven't even met yet."