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Well, to be honest…I’m more of an artist than a writer. I can draw a crap load of stuff, but it gets tough to describe their details. However, I’ll do my best. And thanks for the reviews, though I hoped that they were a bit more insightful.
Digital Æther
Bradrak
Chapter Three: Resignation
The Airdramon flinched as it was bombarded by fireballs. A blue armored reptilian digimon cleared over its head, did a double flip, and landed hard onto the ground in front of Tasuke.
Tasuke had a good look of his savior. The digimon was a blue and white dragon-like biped donned in red and yellow armor with orange flames decorating his gauntlets, thigh armor, and feet armor. Fiery red eyes glazed down at the two, examining them closely. A steel-bladed horn rested proudly in between its eyes of its red helmet. The digimon stood up tall, and light glinted on its modified chest armor, which had a large crease down its front.
Tasuke tried to remember the name of the digimon from his studies and the only closest species he knew was a Fladramon, but the angular chest armor threw him off.
At last the digimon spoke quietly in a masculine tone, “You alright?”
Tasuke couldn’t say anything but to nod.
The Fladramon looked down at Eoliamon in Tasuke’s arms, but sharply turned around and caught the jaws of the Airdramon, who recovered and tried to bite him in two.
The Airdramon flailed madly as it tried to pull away, but the Fladramon brought his foot down on the lower jaw, nearly shattering the large teeth. His foot allowed his left claw to be free, and he drove a fist, cackling in flames, into the wild digimon’s snout, crushing the pale bone helmet.
The digimon screeched in pain as it crashed head over tail into the ground. The Fladramon took the opportunity to finish it off as he dashed forward, his body enveloped in flames. He leapt into the air with claws ready and dove at the weakened digimon.
“Fire…ROCKET!”
The Airdramon gave a cry before it collasped. Data fragments of the defeated digimon lingered around a large egg before they were absorbed into Fladramon’s chest armor.
The Fladramon stood up and approached the boy once again.
Tasuke was quiet as the Fladramon looked at him in silence before the dragon digimon set his eyes on the digivice that lay abandoned on the ground. He picked up the digivice and looked at the teenager.
“You are a Chaser. Are you not?”
The teenager looked at him and nodded again. The Fladramon looked around and gave a small sigh. “We’re going to have to get out now.”
“But…Eoliamon?”
“I can fix him. Now, come on.”
Tasuke got up, still holding his partner like a small puppy, and proceeded to follow the digimon. He remembered Kai warning him about a rogue digimon that entered the digital field, and wondered if this Fladramon was the one.
“Um…excuse me…Fladramon-”
“Call me Frei.”
“Oh, Frei. That’s a nice name.”
“Thank you. I hope you wouldn’t mind if I could know yours.” Frei turned his head to look at the boy, who was adjusting the sunglasses on his head.
“I’m Yamada Tasuke, but you can call me Tasuke.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” The digimon nodded in courtesy.
“Likewise.” Tasuke looked down at Eoliamon, who was still moaning in pain, but looked a little better. He wondered if he could rid himself of Eoliamon and have Frei as his partner. Frei’s was strong, fast, and awesome. It was something Tasuke wanted from a digimon partner. And to see the look of the other members faces…
Tasuke would have continued to fanaticize being the strongest chaser in the world, but the tear of the digital field and the real world lay before him. Frei hopped through the portal and disappeared. The teenager followed suit.
“YOU!” Someone cried out.
Tasuke peeked behind Frei and spotted Kai, who looked deeply irritated. Kai also noticed the boy.
“Oh, hey Tasuke. YOU!”
Kai pointed at the dragon digimon. Frei merely rolled his eyes.
“Oh, I am SO going to arrest you.”
“On… what grounds?” Tasuke asked curiously.
“What? That son of a bitch humiliated me by stepping on my face! MY FACE!” The other pointed at the large red welt on his face.
Frei shrugged slightly before replying, “You were in the way.”
“What do you think am I? A stepping stone? I’m a human! What you did was a felony of assault!” Kai glared furiously at the digimon, “I could have you convicted, deleted and sent back to the Digital-!” Tasuke couldn’t help but blocking Kai from harming Frei.
“Hey, Kai. Knock it off. He’s on our side. That Fladramon saved my life.”
Kai stopped and stared at Tasuke. Then he diverted his gaze towards Frei’s red helmet. The boy once again looked at Tasuke.
“Are you sure?”
“He is not killing us right now, is he?”
Kai stood there speechless with his finger raised in the air. Tasuke sighed, “Look I’ll explain it all later once we head back to the headquarters.”
“Well, fine. The charge has been dropped, but I’m keeping my eyes on you.” Kai glared menacingly at the digimon.
Frei looked at the boy coolly before he turned his attention towards the tear in the human world. He felt his armor becoming lighter as several shining fragments of data danced around him. The green hazy mist dissipated, revealing what seemed to be a long slit in space. With a grunt, he grabbed both edges of the tear and forced it shut. The data slowly streamed from his armor as they aid his effort to seal the portal. Finally, the rip fixed itself and vanished without a trace.
“Well, that’s a first time I’ve seen a digimon close a portal by himself. Are you a Chaser of some sort?” Kai whistled at the handiwork before he crossed the street to get into his car.
Frei said nothing before he returned Tasuke’s digivice.
“I’ve managed to add some data fragment of the Airdramon into your digivice. It’s enough to restore Eoliamon to good health.”
Tasuke accepted the digivice and smiled. But, the thought nagged his mind.
“Say, I was wondering, Frei. Would you like to be my partner?”
Frei looked at him in surprise, “May I ask why?”
Tasuke looked at his light blue digimon, “Well, I don’t think Eoliamon’s fit enough to be part of Digimon Chasers. He always runs away. I’m thinking of letting him go.”
It took Frei a moment before he said, “No.”
“Huh? Why not? You’re a rogue digimon. And…you’re very strong! And I need a strong digimon to help me with work and all-!”
Tasuke was silenced by Frei’s talon in his face.
“Strength is determined by heart. If your heart is too weak to tame a child like Eoliamon, how can you control anything stronger?”
“But it will work out sooner or later,” the brown-haired boy weakly replied, bracing for Frei’s answer.
“And when will that be? Right now? Probably never? I am truly sorry Tasuke, but I can’t work with people who are afraid to face their own failure.”
Frei shook his head and turned his back on the boy. Tasuke bit his lips and looked down solemnly at his partner. The digimon stopped and looked over his shoulder, “However, I respect your courage to ask. I hope we can meet again soon.”
In a mighty leap, he sailed high into the air, caught a ledge on the side of a building, and disappeared over another building.
Tasuke gave a long sigh before he hovered his digivice over his injured partner. There was a steady glow of white as data particles entered Eoliamon’s body. Slowly, the wounds healed without a scar, and the digimon slowly opened its soft red eyes. He purred as he found comfort in Tasuke’s arms.
“Ah…I’m sorry Eoliamon. I guess that I’m not cut out for this kind of job,” Tasuke frowned as he set Eoliamon onto the cold pavement. The digimon looked at him curiously.
“I’m letting you go now.”
Eoliamon cocked his head slightly in confusion. However, he took a few steps forward towards freedom. He looked at Tasuke but couldn’t see the sad look on the face of his partner.
“Just. GO!” He gritted his teeth.
The digimon darted off into the distance and was gone. The boy glanced at the spot where Eoliamon used to be, before he returned to the car.
I guess I don’t deserve to be a chaser.
“I quit.” The other fidgeted as he leaned against his friend’s car. They have returned to the headquarters and Tasuke decided to leave.
“But, all that hard work you’ve been trying to do-!”
“Kai, please. All I’m giving the chasers is more trouble. Eoliamon is not meant for me or for the organization.”
“Tasuke…”
“You know quite well, so stop defending me,” the young man replied, facing away from his partner.
“Eoliamon’s gone. He never liked me anyways.”
Tasuke felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned to see Kai looking at him in concern, “Well, I don’t know what that Fladramon said to you that made you messed up like this. Giving up so easily? For a digimon species like him, I fail to believe that he made you forfeit a career like this.”
“Yeah, but what if Eoliamon failed to comply? Huh? He was never happy when I brought him in, and he’s making everyone miserable,” Tasuke replied loudly with a crack in his voice. He could feel something inside him swelling up, but he gulped it back down. Moving to his left, Tasuke walked away from the car and headed towards the elevator.
“But what would Garou say?”
Tasuke stopped. What would Garou say? Garou has been his mentor ever since he joined Digimon Chasers. He was one of the administrators that ran the headquarters. It was Garou who taught Tasuke everything, and it was he who helped Tasuke become a Chaser.
“Well, I don’t know, but I’m sure something would work out.”
Tasuke continued his pace, leaving Kai in the garage. Kai kicked the bumper of his car in frustration, “Tasuke…you asshole.”
And so, he sat on a bench in the locker room, shifting some of his toiletries in his duffel bag. He sighed.
What will I do now? No more benefits. I can’t help support my parents anymore. I don’t have much money to get into college, much less a cram school. I guess that’s what it means to be a farmer’s boy.
Tasuke was engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t hear the locker door open and the gentle patters of footsteps. A blue wolf-like cyborg with gold bladed wings and tail approached the boy in deep thought. The MetalGarurumon couldn’t help but nudge his red nose against Tasuke’s sensitive ribs.
“Eh!” Tasuke nearly squeaked, rubbing his side. “What gives-!”
He turned and spotted the amused digimon. The boy immediately stood up and saluted.
“Garou, Sir!”
Garou gave a small laugh, “At ease, citizen.”
“Citizen…oh. Right.” Tasuke nearly forgot that he was no longer a Chaser.
“I’ve heard that you are leaving.”
“Yeah. I’m sorry, sir. I just don’t feel like I fit in well.”
“I see. You may proceed to pack.” The digimon yawned before he sat on his haunches.
“Oh, um…okay,” Tasuke looked down and gathered some of his folders and shoved them into the duffel.
The boy felt a little nervous as his own teacher, one who believed in his ability, was looking at him leaving. After placing the last of his items in the bag, he sighed. Garou cocked his head to the side.
“Is something the matter?”
“Am I making a good decision?” Tasuke looked at his mentor. The MetalGarurumon replied calmly,
“Who knows? Life is unpredictable. Even for I, who is made up of bits of data and live on reason through calculations, cannot control reasons through emotion.”
“Was that response based on calculation?”
“It is from my heart,” Garou replied, scratching his armor plating behind his head with his fore paw.
“Hm...” Tasuke’s shoulders dropped. He zipped his bag and slung it over his shoulders.
“I shall escort you outside,” The digimon was back on his feet and started to walk.
“You will?” Tasuke asked in surprise.
Garou turned to look at him with pearly teeth showing. “I don’t ditch my friends.”
“I’ll have an escort to take you home.”
“No, thanks. I’ll just take a bus.” Tasuke refused his mentor’s generous offer.
Garou looked at him strangely before he reached back behind his haunches and brought out a small black bag, hanging on a string by his mouth.
“The least I can do is pay for your ride home.” Garou grunted as he handed Tasuke the bag. “And maybe a dinner or two. Prices in Osaka are a pain to keep track, so I might have extra.”
“I…” Tasuke started to protest, but the digimon had his paw on his shoulder.
“Hey. No matter where you are and what you do, you’ll always be my friend.” Red eyes met blue. Tasuke looked down at the moneybag and smiled.
“Thank you, sir.”
“Just find Eoliamon for me first. He’s is going to be a pain again if we decided to hunt him down.”
“I will sir.” Tasuke gave his last salute before he departed to the nearest bus stop.
“I will.”
I think I lost Tasuke’s character somewhere between chapter 2 and chapter 3…I’ll fix him later.
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