The Chamber [LAB DUNGEON PRELUDE]

[Blight]

There were few instructions for this particular adventure. Or plans, for that matter. Or a blueprint in any regard. This was a solo, one-way (?) trip to Nowhereland, situated precisely between That Shrubbery Over There and I Don't Give a Fuck. To be frank, Blight had given up on attempting to navigate this forest. The flora was terribly dense and he had nothing but a pair of swords (read: not machetes) to cut through it all. After several hours, he'd grown exhausted. The faint sound of a cicada continued to grow louder as he became progressively lost in the deep woods. There was no turning back, was there?

Blight peered around. Sequioa, palms, birch, and all matters of fanciful trees littered the area. The Digital World wasn't exactly known for making sense, which meant that any information gathered from the Real World blended with the artificial plane, resulting in a motley of tropical and temperate foliage. Hell, there were pine trees in here too, available in a whole kaleidoscope of colours. This place was giving him a bloody headache. He could barely see the sun lingering above, leaving him in what appeared to be a greenish twilight. After some frustrated chuffing, he spotted something new - at last.

A small clearing appeared before him. For some reason, the trees refused to grow there, allowing Blight to partially escape into the sunlight. Some uncharacteristic rubble littered the ground, stifling the growth of anything other than moss. This was certainly a curious discovery, especially given his prior situation. As he grew closer, Blight spied a small path. It was grey and pebbly as if it had been paved at one time. What could it possibly lead to? He shrugged. A bizarre intuition bid him forward, as if he was familiar with his surroundings somehow. A presence tickled his senses. 'If I get killed by some spear-wielding bitches, I am going to be pissed.'

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HARLEY MCDEVIA Reikiko Tsukino Astoria Zenker Adam Jackson
** If you wish to join me

[Adam Jackson]

Darkness and evil, that's what the trio felt as they walked through the normally peaceful Nanosphere forest. The trio had woken up and had breakfast like normal but they could feel that something was terribly wrong somewhere in the forest and that they needed to find out where and what was causing the feeling of uneasy feeling. The trio traveled deep into the forest at ground level for what was causing the feeling for about two hours when they decided that they needed to stop for a breather. As they leaned against a few trees to rest, Remy huffed in irritation.



"We don't even know what we are looking for! We always go on these wild goose chases which always lead to something bad that we end up having to fight.



Renae just sighed in annoyance and then rolled her eyes at her twin brother. He was always so overly dramatic that sometimes even she couldn't stand it. Renae just stood up straight and walked over to her brother and flicked him in the nose causing him to make a small growling sound causing her to giggle.



"Are you saying you aren't wanting a good fight for a change?"



Remy sighed and scratched the back of his head with his paw.



"I'm not saying that I'm just saying.."
 


That's when Adam who had been silent up to that point made a loud shhing noise and put his index finger over his lips causing both of his digimon to raise their eyebrows but noticed that their tamer wasn't putting his hand down. They looked at once another then put their fingers to their lips which lead Adam to put down his hand. His digivice had begun to beep loudly prompting him to pull it out from under his shirt. There was a large dark energy reading coming from straight ahead of them. It was large and it was strong, strong enough that it made the normally ever brave Adam looked a bit panicked as he looked his twin digimon.



"We are super close. You guys need to digivolve as far as you can right now! What ever we are about to walk into is gonna be super nasty and super tough."



Both digimon looked at their panicked tamer and then each other as their tamer held out his digivice causing it to glow and their forms to be swallowed up by large green orbs of light.



"Renamon warp-digivolve to!..Ware-garurumon!"



"Renamon warp-digivolve to!..Taomon!



When the orbs shattered both digimon ran over to their tamer who looked unusually pale as if he was going to puke from nerves. Both ultimate level digimon rubbed their tamers back. The trio then followed the map on the digivice until they found a large rather run down looking building. As the group arrived they noticed a digimon had already shown up but he had no tamer at his side. It was a digimon the trio had never seen before. Adam just slowly approached him after straightening his green hooded trench coat making sure the dark mark he had his left forearm branded with wasn't visable. He then took some deep breaths to try and get some color back to his face.

"Great minds and all that I guess. I'm Adam and these are my digimon Remy and Renae. The taomon is Renae and the Ware-garurumon is Remy. My digivice lead me here. The dark energy coming off this place is..almost sickening."

Renae, seeing how out of breath the digimon was,knelt down to look him in the eyes.

"If you would like, if your lost we can show you out of the forest once the darkness here is stopped."




HARLEY MCDEVIA



Reikiko Tsukino



Astoria Zenker

[Blight]

Blight felt a presence behind him. Turning on his heel, he found himself surprised by a human and two partner Digimon. The fact that someone was there nearly gave him a heart attack. He sighed deeply, careful enough to hide his fear. Among the three, the human seemed weirdly suspicious. Was he hiding something? The Hazardmon tilted his head quizzically. Hmm. He didn't like this.

The Rookie Digimon took a few steps back. One of his swords slid slowly from his sleeve - just in case he needed it. Such a weapon would barely leave a scratch on a couple of Ultimates - let alone a Taomon and Weregarurumon, who were typically well-adjusted to hand-to-hand combat - yet it would be enough to leave more than a scratch on their human master. Blight wasn't above using such tactics and had no qualms about excessive force. Kill or be killed; it was a good motto to live by. In any case, he allowed the man a few words, attempting to figure out why he was here. Like most tamers, the 'Adam' fellow offered his help. Ugh. More typical hero types. Then again, he could trust him, couldn't he? Good-nature tamers were notoriously naive. Blight was willing to backstab anyone to survive and he wasn't bound by a moral code. Seemed like a pretty safe bet, didn't it?

Changing his mind, the Hazardmon put away his weapons and held up his sleeves as a sign of friendliness. He wouldn't go rogue on anyone just yet. Apparently they had similar interests, following this path. In any case, he needed a hand getting through the forest. He was tired, and with a couple of Ultimate bodyguards, he could safely avoid digivolving and wasting any excess energy. "I'll comply. Name's Blight" he said at last. He didn't offer a handshake, as was his nature, but he went along with Adam's plan. He would go along with it. For now.

[Adam Jackson]

Having the senses of an ultimate came in handy. When Remy smelled the metal of the swords come from the sleeves of the digimon who named itself Blight he quickly stepped in front of Adam and shot the rookie level digimon a glare as if to say "Try it and you will be data before you can digivolve." He then crossed this arms and showed his fangs but it was obvious he was only doing this in protection of his tamer. When Adam saw how his digimon was acting however he quickly stepped out from behind him and gave him a quick hug at the waist.

"It's okay Remy. He won't hurt me I'm sure of it. He has no reason too yet. It would just be a waste of energy if he did I mean it's two against one."

Remy just shot another glare at Blight before letting out a loud huff. He then with a might jump leaped into a nearby tree to lounge out while at the same time keep a look out for more strangers. Renae wanting to stay next to her tamer just sat down on a large boulder before forcing Adam to sit down. She then proceeded to rub his back with one of her paws while looking at Blight.

"Excuse my brother Blight. He can be a bit high strung. It doesn't help matters that what ever is causing that dark energy is making our tamer feel sick. The closer we got to it the more nautious he became and we can't figure out why. I think it's something to do with this."

She then grabbed Adam's left arm before he could react and pulled it up so that Blight could see the dark mark that had been branded on her tamers left forearm. Adam quickly yanked his arm away but decided not to speak, deciding on focusing on how not to throw up.

"He and several other tamers were branded with this mark after defeating a skull greymon outside terabyte city. We can't figure out what caused it to appear or what it does though we fear that the closer he gets to dark energy the more it affects him. If I may ask have you seen the mark before in your travels?"

The ultimate digimon's voice was serious but not angry. Her voice was that of a concerned mother like figure who was trying to help her young when they were ill and in danger.

HARLEY MCDEVIA

[Blight]

Ugh. Two-on-one? 'I've fought bigger threats with my eyes closed' he thought. This was the type of banter he expected from a human with twin Digimon. Twins were a rare occurrence, especially for Digidestined. Taming two Digimon was a lot more challenging than one. Most kids were overwhelmed by their partners, or tried to run them a little too harshly. Others grew arrogant and got themselves killed in stupid ways. This was what Blight imagined for Adam and his Ultimates. Then again, Blight was a pessimistic asshole. Secretly he probably wished for everyone to die, or fuck off in general. He didn't like to acknowledge his bitterness despite its stranglehold over his personality.

When Renae mentioned Adam's illness, Blight's interest piqued. Hold the phone. Was he also afflicted by the Mark? Blight attempted to search his memory, trying to think if he saw this kid during the fight with SkullGreymon. His memory was hazy, unfortunately, causing him to forget. 'He must've been there. Does he have it?' Blight inched forward, albeit carefully, to examine Adam's forearm.

"Shit."

Without hesitation, Blight pulled up his left sleeve. A matching mark. Same area, same arm. The Hazardmon would hide it quickly though, embarrassed of both his affliction and his scarred grey skin. He was a victim of Dark Digivolution and it had uglied him up something fierce. There was a reason he was always hidden underneath his mask and his sweat: his entire body was covered in what looked like some kind of cancer. He was little more than a walking scab, he realized. Now that scab had its own kind of scab - a Mark he couldn't remove, or defeat conventionally.

Deciding it was best to listen, he dropped his guard and allowed Renae to finish her speech. So two of the affected ones were here, right now, but there were more? "It had to have been a trap, then. It had to. I think we were all pulled here for a reason. Someone has something big planned for us." His tone was grave, if not a little defeated. He'd tried everything so far. Nothing worked. Was he being turned into a slave? He was already being controlled by his corrupted data, nevermind this damned sickness. Sadly, the hopelessness was setting in. "I'm not sure I'll be able to fight this much longer" he blurted, unable to contain himself. Losing himself to the darkness felt like the only way out. It was the easy way, which he hated. What else could he do? Besides...well, following this path? Maybe they were brought together to cure themselves?

"Ugh, whatever. Yes, I know the feeling. I can't think straight anymore. It's plaguing me constantly. Funny for a cancerous bastard like me, eh?" Blight quipped suddenly, trying to cover his tracks. He'd already made his thoughts known. He doubted that Adam, Remy, or Renae were feeling to good about him anymore.