Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Fox of Tao ❯ A Less Annoying Clock ( Chapter 3 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Fox of Tao

(Chapter 3)

Author's Note: Hm..Not really much of one...the speed of chapters might slow down a bit due to school.

This was not my home.

That was pretty obvious...my home didn't exactly have digimon walking around. Dynasty noticed the confused and slightly dazed look I was wearing, and smirked arrogantly.

"Follow me, and don't give anyone any looks, like the one you're giving me right now." I quickly changed my expression to a blank one. This apparently was fine with her, as she gave a nod and walked off in the direction where no one else seemed to be going. I stood still for a few moments, letting the place sink in...and was greeted by an annoyed sigh and a paw clamping over my shoulder. "Today, Arc."

"Huh? R-right." She pulled me by my shoulder in front of her, and started pushing every time I stopped moving for even a moment. 'She's a charmer,' I thought. This was greeted with an elbow to the back. "Ow! What was that for?" I turned around to face her.

She wasn't even facing me. The fox digimon was turned around, the elbow apparently to get my attention. There was a black cat-looking creature... he recognized it, but a name didn't come to mind. It's eyes quickly switched from Dynasty to me, grinning smugly.

"Weeell, what do we have here?" Unlike the Renamon, this one seemed entirely calm. It was unnerving.

Dynasty growled at me when I moved closer, pushing me back with her bushy yellow tail. "Nothing of yours, Gatomon. Do yourself a favor and go get a real job."

"Why, I would...but assassin just fits me so...purrrrrfectly." Gatomon paused a bit, trying to look around Dynasty and at me. "Aw, I can't play with the human?"

I tried to get closer again, but was once again pushed back by her tail. "No chance, cat. We have things to do, and being deleted just doesn't happen to be one of them. Diamond Storm!" She crosses her arms over her chest, then quickly jerks them back, sending a spray of light shards at the assassin cat.

I move to the side again, out of the range of her tail...in time to see the Gatomon spin through the barrage, deflecting one or two shards with her claws. Both of them tore right through the spot where my head and chest just were. "Drat, you missed." She shrugged, and reared a paw back. "Lightning Paw!" The cat quickly uppercuts Dynasty, sending her up and backwards.

"Dynasty!" I went to dive to catch her. But she saw me coming, and teleported behind Gatomon, kicking her aside with a footpad around the size of the cat's chest.

"I'm fine, Arc! Just stay away from her!" The cat crashed into some neatly stacked boxes, tearing a hole through them. She busted all of them, though, her claws glowing, coming right for...me! I heard Dynasty curse, and try to rush over...she'd be too slow.

"Time to die, human! Lightning Paw!" Her claws glowed more brilliantly, and she rears one back...I ducked to try to avoid her, but she didn't quite get that far. Several diamond-sized light shards hit her, blasting her back and having her land a while away from me. Dynasty ran over to me, picking me up.

"Are you alright?" She wasn't as much concerned as desperate. I nodded, and she set up for another Diamond Storm. "Keep behind me, I'm finishing this."

"'The hell you are, fox!" The assassin was up again, and was regaining her breath.

Dynasty smirked at her, and jumped into the air. "Just DELETE, damn it! Diamond Storm!" More diamond-sized light shards rained down on the cat, tearing through it. Instead of bleeding like I expected it would, Gatomon just started evaporating. The Renamon landed a few moments later, and leaned against me. "We...have to...be faster," She panted, and pushed me along. Throughout the entire thing, though, not a creature intervened. They simply let them have some room.

It took around half an hour to get to a run-down looking pub...half of that for Dynasty to get her energy back. I had waited for such to ask her. "What was that about?"

"That, Arc, was a failed assassination." She stated, and started down the stairs to the pub door.

I followed after her, not wanting to let her dodge the topic so easily. "So they just show up, just like that?"

She stopped at the door, looked around, then nodded. "Not all of them are going to be much of a doofus as the one that raided your fridge, Arc. You were lucky this time, picked the right time to move out of the way. I really hope this guy can help us out."

I soaked all of that in...and was grabbed again by the shoulder, and pushed through the pub door. "You could just say 'go' or something.." I trailed off, and only got a shrug and another push. When I looked around, it was nothing like a pub...we were the only ones in there, except for a bug behind the desk that looked like it could withstand a can of Raid.

"Kabuterimon." Dynasty nodded to the bug, who nodded back. "You know what I need."

The bug nods, and reaches down with two of his four arms. "What, not even a hello?"

"You know me better than that."

"True. So..." He looked at me...at least I think he did, I could hardly see past the metal plating on his head. "This the human I've heard so much about?"

Dynasty nodded. "If by 'so much' you mean 'talked about once, briefly', then yes." For some reason, I was feeling somewhat left out of this conversation.

"Well, you're a mon of few words." He pulls a box out of the counter, and tosses it to Dynasty. "There ya go."

Dynasty opened it for a few moments, shut it and nodded. "Thank you, Kabu. I knew I could count on you." She smirked again...And I started to wonder if she ever smiled.

The bug chuckled softly. "What can I say, I'm the reliable type. Now get on out of here, it's almost closing."

The Renamon nodded, and wrapped her yellow tail around my stomach. "Later." The same bright light flashed, filling my vision...and we were suddenly back to my kitchen.

I waved my hand in front of my face, trying to focus on it. "Well, what is it?" She gave me a quick look, somewhat of a confused glare.

"What is what?"

"The box. What's in it?"

Dynasty blinked a few times, then quickly answered. "A less annoying clock."

I could tell she was lying, but didn't want to go into it. She threw me the box, and sat down at her sandwich, taking another bite...it hadn't moved or done anything during the time we were gone. I opened the box, and looked inside...the device had a clock on it, but also many other things that he didn't understand. He took it out, and used the clip to hook it onto his belt. "Alright, other than that."

The fox finished off her sandwich, and looked at the front door...my parents were back. "It's a D-Arc....no relation to your name. That's all you need to know... now go sort out your cards." She vanishes just as the door opens.

"Who are you talking to?" My mother said, taking off her coat.

"Er...no one." I took off for my room, not saying a word of greeting.

End chapter 3.