As the days went on, it seemed like everything made less and less sense. People were angry and scared, and Takato, never very skilled at filtering out others emotions, spent more and more time struggling with his empathic ability.
Worse, his brother had been gone from the house a lot, and when he did come back it was like something was distracting him.
By the morning on the seventh day Takato had decided. He couldn't do anything about what was happening to the rest of the city. But maybe he could at least find out what was bothering his brother so much.
The trip into the city goes well at first. As had been his habit recently, Takato mostly sticks to the less crowded areas. It helped a little with his headache from all of the emotions filling the city.
But midway down a street. It finally happens. One of the twisted animals leaps out at them and pins Guilmon to the ground. What was a wolf's paw twists into some kind of reptilian claw as it reaches out for the small creature.
Takato cries out and runs toward his friend, not thinking about the danger and-
Guilmon was trapped, pinned against the building by the larger digimon. This entire fight, Takato had been struggling, fighting against the break in his trust for his friend. But now... all he could think was that Guilmon could die, and their argument would be the last thing he remembered.
"GUILMON!"
As the illusion finally shatters, in Takato's pocket the device that he'd thought to be some kind of electronic toy comes to life. And Guilmon begins to glow and change, becoming a red dinosaur that towers over the creature that had attacked him. One blast of fire and it was gone.
Day 7, Late Morning: As happy as Takato was to finally be free of the illusion, and to be able to help. He now had a Problem.
Guilmon had evolved to Growmon during the fight. And until the boost of energy wore of, Takato needed to find a place to safely hide a bright red dinosaur the size of a building.
He stands beside Guilmon in the alley they had taken shelter in, and thinks.
"Maybe you could pretend to be part of a playground again?"
Takato Matsuda| Digimon Tamers | Orange Team
Takato worried.
As the days went on, it seemed like everything made less and less sense. People were angry and scared, and Takato, never very skilled at filtering out others emotions, spent more and more time struggling with his empathic ability.
Worse, his brother had been gone from the house a lot, and when he did come back it was like something was distracting him.
By the morning on the seventh day Takato had decided. He couldn't do anything about what was happening to the rest of the city. But maybe he could at least find out what was bothering his brother so much.
The trip into the city goes well at first. As had been his habit recently, Takato mostly sticks to the less crowded areas. It helped a little with his headache from all of the emotions filling the city.
But midway down a street. It finally happens. One of the twisted animals leaps out at them and pins Guilmon to the ground. What was a wolf's paw twists into some kind of reptilian claw as it reaches out for the small creature.
Takato cries out and runs toward his friend, not thinking about the danger and-
Guilmon was trapped, pinned against the building by the larger digimon. This entire fight, Takato had been struggling, fighting against the break in his trust for his friend. But now... all he could think was that Guilmon could die, and their argument would be the last thing he remembered.
"GUILMON!"
As the illusion finally shatters, in Takato's pocket the device that he'd thought to be some kind of electronic toy comes to life. And Guilmon begins to glow and change, becoming a red dinosaur that towers over the creature that had attacked him. One blast of fire and it was gone.
Day 7, Late Morning:
As happy as Takato was to finally be free of the illusion, and to be able to help. He now had a Problem.
Guilmon had evolved to Growmon during the fight. And until the boost of energy wore of, Takato needed to find a place to safely hide a bright red dinosaur the size of a building.
He stands beside Guilmon in the alley they had taken shelter in, and thinks.
"Maybe you could pretend to be part of a playground again?"