Thread: Digimon - Dreams of a Dark World

While the spacing between the long black rods in the ground seemed more or less random, and their angle to the ground was certainly far from ninety degrees and varied as well, they still marked or left convenient paths to walk without making contact with them. At least Agumon took that as a blessing. Luko stroked his chin with his right hand as he looked to the taller rods that seemed to span upward into the air at the height of some buildings he was familiar with from the human world without bending. He remembered his partner digimon referring to this Black Digizoid as some sort of metal. This was just speculation, but these rods definitely appeared to be submerged deep enough to be planted firmly within some solid rock beneath these sands to support it's own weight the way it was. He could have tested this whole theory by taking the torn blazer of his uniform that hung over his shoulder and wrapping it around the middle of one of these rods and giving it a good yank. But, Agumon seemed very opposed to anyone giving this strange Black Digizoid even so much of brief direct touch. If he did jostle one of these rods free, whose to say he wouldn't fall back and accidentally catch Agumon with it or even himself? Luko kept thinking under the peaceful darkening sky as the heat of the desert faded gradually just as the sun did. He and Agumon continued their annoyingly silent trek through this battlefield of rods, leading him to be distracted with concerns of how Agumon felt. Was his partner feeling mistreated? Was he losing Agumon's trust? It was hard to focus on the weird metals before them and put his brain to use if had these subjects to worry about. But, Luko knew he wasn't going to make it back to the human world without Agumon. He owed his life to this misunderstood creature. This thought carried on until a particular rod finally stood out in the center of Luko's vision. Despite first inspection leading the uninitiated to shrug and move on thinking it was just another black pole, Luko was so excited about this particular one that he benched all of his other thoughts in the moment. Agumon, look at that one. It's damaged! The Agumon tilted his head to the side in confusion at Luko's sudden excitement as his human partner ran up to the rod he was talking about. What's that matter? Agumon's partially cartoon-y and very underwhelmed voice rang out to his human partner. With a shrug, the little black dinosaur followed Luko up to the pole that jutted four feet out of the ground. Sure enough, just as Luko claimed, twenty four inches down from the top of the rod there was an inward cut all around the pole. This sort of damage reduced the width of the thin cylinder shape of the rods. The all seemed to be about an inch to an inch and a half in diameter, but with this pole the area that Luko had to work on in order to liberate some of this mysterious metal was almost nothing at all. With haste, the black haired young man focused his blue left eye on the end of the rod as he wrapped the torn blazer around that area to get a grip and he started pulling the top into his direction. Watching with mild concern, Agumon figured if he only made contact with his claws it might be fine, but he didn't speak up as he was mildly annoyed the the suddenly brave human boy. Luko's sneakers dug right into the desert sands as he grunted and pulled on the top of the black digizoid. At first, Agumon steeled his gut and prepared to just keep his toothy maw shut about how much of a help he could be as payback for Luko not listening to him earlier. He was a strong dragon-y virus digimon and he'd put up with anything he could imagine to show Luko he wasn't just a toy. But, as Luko continued yanking and grunting for seemingly no progress, Agumon felt his defiant will begin to dwindle. It didn't take long. Each yank and subsequent stressed sound leaving his partner human's throat made it keeping his mouth shut more and more difficult. His will and defiance dwindled more and more like a fuse that was lit and quickly grew up the wick until it licked the inside of the decorative firework's socket. And just as he took a deep breath to announce his willingness to slice at the rod with his claw, Luko fell back into the sand. Triumphant, he held the sharp-ended Black Digizoid poker outward to the full extent of his arms. In almost no time at all, Luko wrapped the rest of his torn dark-grey blazer around the rich black metalic weapon tightly, securing it as an almost make-shift handle. There, now we just need something big, dumb, and Vaccine-typed to poke with it! Luko proclaimed as he poked at the air with it a few times and grinned. Is it... Darker than it should be? He asked Agumon before looking up to the castle in the sky that he swore couldn't have been there like a second ago. To the pair's complete shock, on the closest edge of the black rod field that they had just entered and thus would have the least distance to travel to escape it, a yellow ape-man like digimon crashed into the sand and a woman was bound to and dangled by a rope close to the ground. Despite the threat and the warning and the spooky looking Devimon's sudden disappearance, Luko leaned down and started to whisper to Agumon. Jackpot... I think that ape guy is a Vaccine type. And that means... Luko motioned as he stabbed at the air in front of them with his experimental new poker and grinned like a mad man. Agumon nodded, just assuming that Luko also meant they'd get to save a human in the process. The idea of facing two digimon of higher stages simultaneously was a bit scary, but the Hanumon was now alone. Standing tall and facing the yellow ape-man, Luko fished the blue digivice from a pocket on his white dress shirt with his left hand. Just as he did, with his eyes steeled on the Hanumon, Agumon charged forward through the black digizoid rod field. Making it into the clearing, not far away from the Hanumon, BlackAgumon and Luko's digivice began to glow a bright white light. From the sky, blue hexagons took shape and rotated down around BlackAgumon as he jumped into the air and they formed a sphere around him. BlackAgumon digivolve to-! The sphere grew and vanished in a in a bright white flash that would force most people to blink. Greymon! Came a huskier and more growling, menacing voice as the resulting digimon was many times larger than the Agumon he once was. A tall blue dinosaurDragon-like digimon with blue skin and black markings crashed into the sand with a horned black skull covering the top of his head down to his upper lip. Those bindings are looking ripe for a Nova Blast! Luko directed as he charged right around the big blue digimon and started heading right for the ape digimon. Calling out the name of the attack, Greymon notched his head backwards before spitting a fat round ball of obliterating flames clear above Kitty's white gowned body to demolish her direct connection to the floating island. With this action done, Greymon charged Hanumon alongside his daring human companion. Luko's black hair and tie wildly blasting around in the wind with the aftermath resulting force of Greymon's attack.