Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Tamers No More ❯ This will end in fire... ( Chapter 5 )

"Strange…" Renamon though to herself. Of all the humans she had observed this had to be the oddest. It was a young one, maybe 7 or 8 in human years. Overly pale for a human. Renamon had noted how humans came in assorted colors and shades, but this one was the palest she'd ever seen. It was almost like his skin was so new it had never been exposed to sun before. The boy was staring intently at Rika, almost eyeing her in a unhealthy manner. The human was nude, another strange factor, except for the red scarf tied around his neck. Clothing was a concept Renamon and the other digimon had never gotten fully. Messy unkempt purple hair toped his appearance along with somewhat too large ears. He was very strange for a human. Renamon studied him more, carefully keeping herself hidden from his sight. It was very strange. His movements. The way he was swaying his rear as if he had a tail. Even the glint in his big green eyes. Renamon knew him. She had never seen this human in her life, but she knew him.

The human started to move closer to Rika. Too close. Renamon moved with great speed.

"ACK!" the frail human gasped when Renamon appeared behind him, snatching him up in a headlock. The boy kicked and wiggled, forcing Renamon to grip harder. He was quite strong for being so small. Rika took notice of the rustling and approached her digimon as she emerged from the brush. Rika gave a quick gasp when her partner came out with a naked little boy in a half nelson. "Renamon, care to explain?" she asked, adding a slightly amused tone to her voice. "A "fan" of yours." Renamon responded, the boy kicking harder.

"I'm not some stupid fan of the brat!!" the child spat at Renamon, his voice sounding familiar. Renamon loosened her grip, giving the boy enough give to brake free of her grasp. The kid brushed himself off, and stared at Renamon with a evil little glint in his eye. "What, don't recognize me babe?" he gloated, patting what looked like a smiley face on his belly. The truth hit Renamon like a slap. "Impmon!?!" she said, her shock evident. Impmon grinned his big grin with his new mouth. Rika's jaw hung open when she recognized him. "How? What? HUH?!" she mumbled.

"Well," the former digimon started, " I may not look like myself. But I guarantee that your look'n at the genuine article!" he chuckled, pointing his thumbs at himself, directing their attention to him.

"Now what?" Renamon asked her partner, not sure what to do with him.

""Well, we can't leave him out here like this…" she stated, the displeasure evident in her voice. Renamon nodded sadly. In a flash she grabbed Impmon and slung him over her shoulder, holding him by his feet.

"Home?" Renamon asked, hoping that Rika had thought of something else.

"Home…" Rika answered glumly.

"HEY! Hello! Did I say I wanted to go home with you two bozos? PUT ME DOWN!" Impmon yelled, his cries falling on deaf ears.