romdinner talked me into coming back, let's see how well this goes.
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As Vick followed Agumon around the wasteland, the young adult kept a close and unwavering eye on the talking dinosaur. It could speak, and maybe even rip him to shreds. Still unsure what to make of the world around him, he followed silently, trying to gain any semblance of familiarity with the place. What he found was that he had absolutely no idea where he was. Even though Vick was a Bostonian, he was one hundred percent positive there were no wastelands in New York, well, real ones anyways.
The sun beat down fiercely overhead, and had it not been for his hat, Vick would've most certainly acquired sunburn on his neck and face. As time went on, the heat got to him, and he continually took off each individual piece of clothing, tucking the layers in his bag until he was only wearing his shoes and pants. Vick's steps, heavy and tired, started to make a loud thud with each step, and once or two he muttered to himself about not wearing the right footwear for this obscene scenario.
The Agumon tried to make small talk with Vick, but each time, he gave a quick answer, not wanting to speak to the abomination that was leading the trail. Instead, Vick preferred to make sense of what had just happened. The last thing he remembered was the plane crash, the panic, and losing track of…."KRISSY!" Vick shouted upon his thoughts coming back to him. After waking up, he had not seen her since getting separated, or anyone else for that matter. Agumon looked back at him, asking what the matter was, to which Vick inquired about his lost girlfriend. The lizard monster stated he had no idea, and insisted that they kept moving to the shanty town which was now in plain sight.
At the small town, Vick noticed that he wasn't the only human in the town, with a group of what appeared to be mainly young teens in the center of the makeshift town. "This is base camp." Agumon says. "This is where we make plans and such for... certain reasons." Vick raised an eyebrow at the vaugness of the yellow lizard's word. "Great, he makes plans for 'certain reasons' here, and dragged us here. Why do I not trust this?" he thought as the digimon summoned more of the horrid creatures to gather around them, which gave Vick bad vibes immediately. After stating in a rather cliché manner that they were the key, again being as vague as possible as to what was going on, the Agumon summoned something named Puppetmon to bring out the "D-Balls."
After randomly choosing one, Vick was a little startled to see that another monster formed from a white light that protruded from the ball.
This one was a red dinosaur with black markings all over its body, as well as razor sharp claws which happened to be the first thing Vick noticed. The Digimon growled at the man, looking up Vick with a fierce gaze. "What?" said in an annoyed tone, attempting to make sense of why he was given a ball that contained something that clearly didn't want to be his friend, all the while keeping an eye on the red beast in case it tried to charge. "Me don't like you, human. Me Guilmon." The obviously angered monster said in a broken, almost caveman like way."Great….looks like this is working out well." Vick responded. Before any more conversation between the two new best friends could be had, Agumon declared that they were to battle, and a furry white rat started to charge.
"You Tamer, tame." The monster said. Vick was unclear as to what the Digimon meant by 'taming,' and in a split second, the Minccino pounded the red beast in the head with its tail. Guilmon took the hit, jumping backwards to escape proximity with the Pokemon. "Order me on how fight it!" he snarled. Vick stared at the Guilmon, and thought about how wrong it was to have two animals, monstrous animals, but still animals, fight each other. "No, this is so messed up" Vick stated. This response startled the Digimon who heard it, and the Guilmon, as if disregarding some unspoken law of having to obey the 'Tamer,' charged at the furry rodent and pounced upon it with his heavier body. His claws dug in deep into the Pokemon, and the Minccino's limbs flailed about, whacking Guilmon constantly.
Unnerved by the struggle, the red Digimon continued the assault, and used his fangs to pierce through the skin of his adversary. It was not long into the fight that the enemy Pokemon vanished into a million white pieces, seemingly being scattered into the wind. After the fight, Puppetmon spoke to Vick, telling him that sooner or later, the ways of the Digiworld will come to him. Agumon then spoke to the group as whole, congratulating them on their individual victories before hurrying them to a hut. After promising the explain things later, the yellow lizard insisted they go to sleep to rest.
While no doubt tired, Vick did not want to sleep in a room surrounded by monsters, and made his distrust clear amongst the younger ones as soon as Agumon left. "I don't trust this at all. I'm not letting my guard down until we get the hell out of here and away from all the sideshows." He stated his point of view bluntly and waited to see if any of the others would agree with his deduction. Vick was slightly flabbergasted when the children all went to sleep, some even with their 'partner' in the bed with them. Guilmon, who had been staring at Vick the whole time, jumped into the bed designated for his Tamer and said "You loss, not mine," before falling asleep. Vick would stay awake, sitting in a chair in the far corner of the room, over watching the "partner" Digimon as well as the doorway.