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CHAPTER NOTE: Expect someone to get his or her B-Spirit here, but don’t count on it. I tend to change plots while I write them. With no ado, he it is: Chapter 9!
Written by Zakuyoe
RECAP: Everyone has lost their Spirits except Zoe, and they take a break at the Bukamon Village. While the guys go swimming, Ranamon attacks, and captures Kazemon. When she breaks out, she loses air. Meanwhile, the others go to rescue her, but they lose Tommy. Whamon saves his day, as Whamon swallows him
“That’s the second to look for,” Takuya muttered as he watched the whale glide away in the ocean, “This group is falling apart!”
“That really doesn’t matter much,” said Koji as everyone looked at his strangely, “We’ve gotten rid of our two weakest team members: The crybaby and the girl.”
“Why the fuck do you keep putting people down?” asked JP, flabbergasted, “We all have our own job on this team!”
“Yeah,” joined Takuya, “Be grateful that Kazemon even protected us, although she didn’t tell us that she still had her Spirit.”
“If you could call that protecting. Frankly that was more like suicide.”
“You really have no heart, do you?” asked JP.
“Okay, maybe it’s a bad thing that we lost Zoe,” Koji rephrased as their transport took a sudden direction to the left, “I still think that it’s good we lost the little guy.”
“I hate to admit it,” JP said, “but Koji’s right on that one.”
“NO HE”S NOT!” Takuya shouted, “Everyone of us is important, and if you’re that much of a bastard to believe that, I’m leaving!” At that he ran straight out of the protective sphere, his body floating to the surface.
“That’s the next,” JP muttered.
“I would’ve wanted you to go next,” Koji whined, “As you’re the fat one. But he’s bad enough.”
“And now I know you’re talking bullshit.”
Kazemon fell motionless through the drift of the currents as she returned to her human form. Her body took a sudden swerve in the current, when a Whamon swallowed her. When she awoke, she was in his mouth.
“Nice to see you’re awake.”
“What’s that voice?” Zoe asked, “What is this place?”
“You’re riding in the all famous water transport… the Whamon!”
“It looks like someone’s mouth.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” Whamon assured her, “I flossed and brushed this morning.” As Zoe let out an irritated moan, Whamon opened his mouth as water flooded in.
“Execute Spirit Evolution! KAZEMON!” The fairy Digimon rescued herself as the waters flooded the floor of Whamon’s mouth. As the whale closed his mouth again, Kazemon noticed a figure drifting in the waters. “Tommy!”
“I guess the Whamon has become popular once more!”
“Pardon me?”
“It’s been years since anyone has ridden the Whamon. Us Whamon have become depressed, and we all blame it on that Ranamon Digimon.” Kazemon shivered at her name, “Well, I’ll drop you off an island nearby. We should be there shortly.” Kazemon nodded as the waters lowered.
“Whamon, what’s this rock doing here?”
“I dunno. Can’t see my own mouth, you know. Must’ve been a rock that seeped into my daily feed. Keep it if you want.”
“Sure. It looks really round and feels smooth.”
“A floating human up ahead!”
“How strange! Aren’t we supposed to be the only ones here? Get him on board!”
“Get ready for a crowded ride!”
“That’s strange,” muttered Takuya as he woke up, “I was in the water…” He gazed into the water when something resembling a dolphin took a dive in the water. “I knew that dolphins saved people!” He took a look around at his misty surroundings, “This place seems really cheery! Maybe there are people that can help me here!” He searched the entire island to find nothing. Takuya let out a cry of frustration.
“Why do I have to be on the deserted island?” At the mentioning, the clouds dispersed, revealing a village.
“As you can see,” Myotismon told his apprentice, “The group has split up, and only one can defend the group.”
“Should we strike the guy on the island?”
“I’ll think about it, LadyDevimon.”
“This island’s beautiful!” Zoe remarked as Whamon opened his mouth to let his passengers out, “What is this place?”
“I have no idea anymore,” Whamon apologized, “It has been a while since I’ve been a tour guide.” With that he swam to the deep depths below.
“This place is awesome!” Tommy yelled as he got on one of the roller coaster carts.
“Did Bokomon give you your D-Tector?” Zoe asked, trying to be a little more serious.
“Yep,” Tommy replied as the cart began to move, “Wee! This is fun!” The cart took a fast downhill as Tommy screamed in delight. Zoe could only smile, as Tommy got off, satisfied.
By nightfall, Tommy was asleep in Zoe’s arms, as she brought them to a hotel. The Veemon in charge was very happy, as they were the first guests since… they were the first guests. Zoe took them to a room as Tommy fell flat on the bed. “Goodnight, little guy.”
Suddenly the rock in Zoe’s pocket glowed as it floated in the air. After a few seconds, Tommy’s D-Tector shone a ray of light, as the Spirit entered his D-Tector. “Wicked cool.”
Tommy woke up sweaty around one o’ clock. He had had a nightmare, and evidently, it was something that disturbed him. Zoe woke up as Tommy started to tell himself to calm down.
“Everything okay, Tommy?”
“I had a nightmare,” Tommy answered.
“You sure? Do you want me to help you calm down?”
“I’m okay.” Zoe went over to his bed and sat on the edge.
“If you want to get it off your mind, you’ve got to tell someone so they can help you.”
“Sure.” The boy turned to face Zoe, and Zoe finally saw that he was crying. “Why does everything have to happen to me?”
“I don’t understand.”
“Everyone hates me. Koji called me a crybaby, JP keeps calling me names, and Takuya- never mind.”
“Kiddo is another name for kid, Tommy.”
“But can’t he just say my name?”
“I dunno. Why does Takuya hate you? He treats you like his little brother.” Tommy looked down at the mentioning of that.
“It doesn’t matter, we already forgave and forgot. It wasn’t his fault or anything.”
“You can tell me,” Zoe pleaded. Tommy looked at her in the eye again.
“He was under mind control by someone,” Tommy informed, “He raped me in the middle of the night.”
“That’s terrible!” Zoe yelled, “Wait till I-“
“It’s not his fault okay?” Tommy yelled, “I knew I shouldn’t have told anyone that! No one knows how I feel.”
“Actually,” Zoe began, “I do. I was raped by Ranamon and her stupid tentacles.”
“It’s not the same. You hate her, but I was raped by someone I knew well.”
“You said it wasn’t his fault,” Zoe informed, “So forgive and forget!”
“That’s hard,” Tommy told himself. He didn’t feel Zoe move closer to him.
“If you want, I could help you forget.” Tommy looked at her, as she looked back at him compassionately. The two lips neared, and met. After a few minutes of making out, they stopped to remove their clothes. Zoe breast-fed Tommy as he rapidly inserted his finger into her pussy. He increased his pace, as Zoe came on his hands. Tommy paused to suck on his fingers, and then prepared to thrust himself into her.
“Hold on,” Zoe stopped him. She lowered her head and gave him one of the best blowjobs that Tommy had ever experienced. After cumming into her mouth, Zoe said, “Proceed.”
Tommy was about to shove his hard member into her cunt when Zoe stopped him again. “I guess we’ll do it different today,” she informed seductively, pointing to her ass. Tommy nodded, as he bent down to lick the opening. Zoe gave him a temporary hand job to keep him hard, as Tommy raised his cock to her opening. With one powerful thrust, Tommy pumped himself into her ass, causing her to moan in pleasure. With a few more pumps, Tommy came into her asshole, causing the two to collapse in bed.
The next morning came by quick, and so did Ranamon, obviously wanting revenge. “I demand you to fight like a Mon!”
“Try me. Execute! Spirit Evolution!” Kazemon flew up above Ranamon, as she stood on her hands in mid air, “Tempest Twist!” The tornado touched the ground as Ranamon received a few heavy blows by Kazemon’s feet, as she hurled into a merry-go-round.
“Going round?” Kazemon asked, “Hurricane Wave!” The strands of heavy winds blew along only one side of the attraction, causing the ride to spin heavily clockwise.
“Y-Ouch!” Ranamon yelled. She threw out a tentacle as it wrapped around a popcorn stall. She pulled herself out of the spinning carousel as she stood on firm ground again.
“You weakling!” Ranamon shrieked, “Slide Evolution!”
“No way!” Tommy yelled.
“CALAMARIMON!”
“Tommy, help!”
“What can I do?”
“SQUID SLUDGE!” Kazemon became drenched in the substance as Tommy tried to do something.
“You- have- the- Beast- Spirit- of- Ice- you- got- to- use…” Kazemon struggled as Calamarimon put one of her tentacle legs to her throat.
“Execute!” Tommy yelled, “Beast Evolution!”
“No!” Calamarimon yelled.
“Korikakumon!”
“Ha! You can’t even control it!” This was true, as Korikakumon slammed himself into a Ferris wheel.
“Tommy, help!” Kazemon shrieked.
“TIDAL WAVE!” A tsunami drew by as Calamarimon floated away.”
“This form needs to be lighter,” she shrieked. Korikakumon and Kazemon changed to their normal forms as Whamon brought them out of the flooded city.
“I feel terribly sorry for those Veemon and DemiVeemon,” Zoe told the whale as they fled from the scene, “Their homes are all flooded.
“Don’t worry,” Whamon assured, “The water I use for my attack evaporates much easier than normal water.”
“I couldn’t control my Spirit,” Tommy murmured, “I guess Koji was right when he said I had a lot of growing up to do.”
“You could use some,” Zoe agreed, “But based on last night and today, I think you’re pretty mature when you need to be.” Tommy smiled as Whamon swam beneath a peculiar rock.
“Those humans will pay,” Ranamon muttered under her breath as she found Whamon swimming beneath her home, “I guess they’ll fall at my fortress. Luckily Mercuremon is so skilled in steel…”
That’s the end of the ninth installment! No one will find his or her Spirit in my next episode, at least how I plan it to be. Tommy is scratched out from our voting session, but the other four are up and running for second. As for the other votes, Tamers appear to be ahead. Send in to Xboi42090@aol.com.
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