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Random Encounter! Roll for Initiative! And they get younger every year.... (Even I don't understand my own author's notes sometimes)

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"I want one of these things!" Mary screamed happily as they tore over the fields, clinging tightly to Craig's neck as the wind buffeted her hair around violently.

"Well, I think we've got enough parts to make you one," Craig laughed, "Luckily Karen didn't completely annihilate all of the Fire Riders vehicles with her attack. I'm sure we could fix one up!"

The two humans shouted enthusiastically to each other as Namico and Karen scowled at their backs, annoyed that they couldn't hold onto Craig as this little girl was blocking him off completely. Glancing up, they watched Annalla flying above them for a short time, waving to her, and giggling as she waved nervously back.

"Craig!" Namico shouted, pointing off to one side at several plumes of white smoke, "I think there's another village!"

"Excellent!" He shouted back, "We take a rest and see if there are any reports on other Dark Digimon."

Waving up to Annalla, he pointed towards the village, swerving around towards it as she dropped her height, flying closer to them. As they arrived outside the high walls of the village, Annalla landed lightly just in front of them, a tired look on her face.

"Looks like I'll need to make that extra rider sooner rather than later," Craig laughed, helping the three other girls off the machine. Turning to face the village gates, he looked up at what appeared to be a guard tower to one side of it, a digimon leaning out over the edge as it stared at them. Craig waved to it before calling out, "Hello, what's going on here? Why the huge wall?!"

"To keep intruders like you out!" a voice hissed, making Craig gulp as he felt the edge of a blade press against his neck. Looking down, he stared into the coal grey eyes of a black feline, and glancing around, could see that the other girls also had short swords pressed to their necks. Craig could immediately feel his anger well up inside him, clenching his teeth and fists tightly; an action the black digimon saw clearly.

"Okay, how about this." Craig said calmly, staring straight into the other feline dark eyes. "You let us leave, and I don't hurt you for threatening my friends and mates."

"You? Hurt me? Just try..." The cat shrieked as Craig whipped his fist out, slamming it into her wrist, throwing her weapon to the ground, before grabbing the side of her head and slamming it into the wooden wall.

"Now the bargain changes. Let us go, or I kill you all." Craig growled, summoning the staff out of his vice, activating the 'quips weapon form.

The other digimon immediately leapt back as he called up the crackling scythe, pointing at it and whispering. Craig felt the feline digimon he still had pinned to the wall tense up, before uttering one word, "Reaper."

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Craig walked calmly through the village, his arms hooked over the staff as it rested across his shoulders. He glanced behind him, making sure that all of the girls were still following him, before looking back at the black feline that was leading them hurriedly through the war camp-like town. Craig laughed silently to himself as he caught her looking back at him over her shoulder, snapping her head around as he saw her. No one else in the village paid them much attention as they moved through, only gaining the occasional glance when someone noticed Mary or the staff across Craig's shoulders.

"Where are you taking us again?" Craig asked, smirking as the feline ahead of him jumped.

"To see our Leader, she will determine if you are who you are." The digimon replied cryptically, quickening her pace as they reached a large building, before showing them inside and following closely.

As group entered the spacious building, they were surprised to find it well furnished with a variety of strange and exotic looking chairs, couches and tables. To the back of the room, an armoured figure stood poring over papers on a large desk, seemingly unaware of their arrival. The black cat digimon that had brought them stood quietly to one side as Craig looked around the spacious building, which reminded him of his open plan flat back in the real world.

"What have you brought me, Narresha?" the tall, armour clad digimon asked, cutting off Craig's train of thought as the feline, Narresha, suddenly burst into life.

"These intruders came to our walls on a strange digi-quip, before demanding entry and assaulting our guards when they attempted to apprehend them..." the feline spoke clearly, taking another breath to continue, before being cut off.

"Firstly, sorry about approaching, we didn't know you guys were so paranoid. Secondly, we didn't demand anything; I asked what the walls were for. And lastly, if you call holding knives up to our throats "attempted apprehension", maybe I should have slammed your head against the wall a little harder." Craig retorted, continuing before the feline had a chance to interrupt, "And another thing, what is with these walls? And all that shit outside? You're like a fucking war camp! And why exactly am I being called "Reaper" by everyone?"

The armoured digimon spun around at his last question, revealing her avian face, a look of amazement plastered across the eagle like features.

"You're the Reaper?" she squawked, rushing across the room towards him, making a hurried grab at him, which he quickly dodged, unflustered, the strange humanoid bird continued talking excitedly, "The Reaper! He is here! Now we can finally begin!"

Craig spun the staff around and slammed one end into the back of the birds helmet, sending her crashing to the floor, and causing Narresha to hold another blade to his neck. Grinning slightly, he looked over at her, before growling out his attack.

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The villagers stared in amazement as the side of their Leader's hut exploded, showering them with dust and debris. After the initial shock, they all immediately grabbed or drew their various weapons, racing to the damaged building as the dust settled around the huge gash in its side. Watching expectantly, the digimon gripped their weapons tightly as the door to the building swung open slowly.

"I told you already, I am not going to help you with anything." The grey feline said harshly as he walked calmly out of the large structure, a strange blue staff in hand.

The digimon stared in disbelief as their Leader stumbled out of the building just behind him, her helmet in one claw as she rubbed her head with the other, pleading with this unknown male.

"Please! You must! We may not succeed without you!"

"I couldn't care less!" Craig roared at her, spinning around angrily as she fell back, staring at his furious face.

"What if you had motivation?"

Both Craig and the avian digimon stared at Narresha as she spoke, the tip of her blade pressed firmly against Namico's neck, just behind her, another digimon had its long needle like claws tapping gently against Mary's neck as it smiled evilly, flicking its green vine like hair out of its near featureless face.

Craig stared at the two digimon, his expression changing from surprise to rage. Without hesitating, he whipped up his hand; the gun already fully formed and fired the weapon, sending all of the digimon leaping to the ground in fright, only Narresha and her companion remaining upright. Narresha drew a ragged breath as she stared at the strange L-shaped object, now pointed directly at her.

"I'll let you look behind you before I give any threats, let you understand exactly what this thing can do." Craig growled menacingly, confusing the feline.

Glancing behind her, Narresha immediately dropped her weapon, so shocked was she to see the plant digimon slowly disintegrating from a hole in her chest, the data floating around the girl she had been holding hostage. The girl suddenly gave a cry of pain, falling forwards as the data started absorbing into her skin, making her shudder and sob. Looking back at Craig, Narresha snarled slightly as he continued to point the gun at her.

"What did you do?" She stuttered, tears starting to run down her face, "What did you do to her!"

"I killed, or deleted her, as you say," Craig replied coldly, adjusting his grip on the staff, "Her data was up for grabs after that, and it seems my companion managed to grab it first. Now, I think you should let me and my friends go before I start deleting the lot of you."

The villagers all stared at the strange male as he said this, unsure of what to make of this confident threat. Looking to the sobbing Narresha and their Leader, the digimon slowly rose from the ground, readying their weapons. Craig watched them all get back up, getting ready to attack him once the word was given. Swallowing nervously, Craig suddenly had an idea. Praying it would work, he began to speak.

"The Reaper of Winds is losing his patience," He growled, smiling when the digimon reacted, lowering their weapons slightly, "And I'm not very patient to begin with."

"The Reaper of Winds? Now you decide to accept the title?!" Narresha shouted at him.

"I never rejected it in the first place," Craig countered, lowering the gun, before restoring it in the 'vice. Calmly he walked past the stricken feline, kneeling down beside Mary as she moaned quietly, picking her up gently. Walking past her again, Craig looked at Narresha coldly, before turning back and handing the unconscious human to her worried digimon, whispering quickly, "Get ready to fly her out of here. I'll give you cover."

Turning back to the Leader, Craig looked down at the startled bird, before asking, "So, do we leave peacefully, or by force?"

The bird-like digimon stared up at him, before suddenly screaming out orders "Attack! Capture the Reaper! Kill the rest! Attack!"

Craig reacted instantly dropping to one knee and yelling out one of his abilities, his arms streatched out to the sides, "Wall of Wind!"

The bird screeched as she was thrown back by the sudden tornado that whipped around the group, throwing dust and rubble into the air. Inside, Craig grabbed Namico and Karen, watching as Annalla raced up the narrow tube of calmer air just inside his defensive move. Crouching, he activated his wings and leapt off the ground, beating down hard as he fought to lift both himself and the two girls into the air before the shielding winds died down. Clearing the tunnel just before it faded, Craig looked around frantically, quickly spotting Annalla as she flew away from the village, following her as quickly as he could. Below he could hear the sounds of the digimon shouting and running around, trying to find a way of preventing their escape. His lungs and wings burning with effort already, Craig gritted his teeth and whispered, "Wind Speed."

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Annalla scanned the area around them frantically again, searching for any signs of Craig or Namico, or even Karen. Not seeing anything once again, she slowly descended, coming to land near the small rocky outcrop she had stopped at. As she walked around it, she looked down at her Tamer, who was still unconscious after absorbing the plant Digimon's data. Sighing, she sat down next to the girl, jumping when the digivice on her wrist squawked again, a holo-screen forming above the face. Intrigued by the device, Annalla carefully reached over and lifted Mary's wrist off her lap, carefully inspecting the watch. As it squawked again, she checked the screen in frustration, wondering what it wanted.

"Apply recommended combat form settings?" Annalla read, pressing the yes button absentmindedly, "If it'll get this thing to stop squawking."

She immediately dropped Mary's hand as it started to glow, her whole body quickly becoming enveloped in a soft green light. Annalla stared in amazement as the girl's shape rippled, then changed, her body lengthening and slimming, and her chest growing out slightly. As the light faded, Annalla was able to see the most drastic changes in Mary's appearance. Instead of being brown, her shoulder length hair was now a vibrant green, with several thicker vines coming out of the back of her head like a strange ponytail, her skin having changed colour to a softer, pastel green. Annalla stared at her nails, which had grown quite long and were now a dark purple, as were her eyebrows, looking more like skin markings that arched high over her eyes before dropping along the sides of her head and curling slightly just above her cheeks. Amazed by the change in the girl Annalla barely noticed when she opened her eyes, starting when the bright blue circles appeared in front of her.

"I hurt..." Mary groaned slightly, trying to stand up.

"I'm not surprised," Annalla said quickly, "Craig says it hurts when you change at first, something about the digivice having to perfect the adaption program for you before it stops hurting."

"Oh, okay." Mary replied, standing slowly and walking shakily out of the shade of the outcrop, "Where is Craig?"

"I don't know." Annalla answered following the girl closely, unsure of what to do, "He was behind us, then I think he must have used his Wind Speed ability, because I felt something rush past me, but didn't see what it was very clearly."

"Oh, ugh, I'm really thirsty," Mary said, activating her 'vice, and calling out a water gourd they had gotten at Karen's village. Quickly draining the gourd, she restored it before calling up another screen, inspecting it for a short time. Suddenly, she turned and pointed her arm at the rock just behind Annalla, shouting out, "Poison Needles!"

Annalla shrieked as she had to dive out of the way of the ranged attack, staring at Mary as she inspected her nails, from which the poisonous darts had been fired. Nodding as if in approval; the girl continued testing her new powers, shouting, "Enrootment!" As the vine-like tentacles shot into the ground, before many more erupted up around her, encasing her in a natural shield of wood. As quickly as they had appeared, the vines sank back into the ground, leaving almost no visible trace of their presence.

Smiling widely Mary turned to Annalla again, calling out her final attack, "Whipping Vines!" The angel shrieked again as her transformed Tamer's hair suddenly launched at her, wrapping firmly around her body. Pulling the distraught Angel towards her, Mary laughed at her, "Calm down, I'm not actually going to hurt you!" making Annalla start at the words.

"O...okay, but can you let me go?" Annalla stammered, a slight blush forming on her face.

"Why? I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"No, but one of the vines is... rubbing..." Annalla murmured, her blush deepening slightly.

"Rubbing?" Mary asked, looking at the angel in confusion, trying to see what she meant. Mary spotted the problem almost immediately, as Annalla began desperately trying to squirm away from a vine wrapped around her one thigh as it rubbed against her crotch. Blushing brightly, Mary quickly set the girl on her feet, smiling apologetically. "Sorry, didn't realise. Huh? Hey! I have breasts!"

Annalla stared at the strange human as she began playing with her newly acquired breasts, blushing slightly as she tried to look away. Mary spotted her staring at her massaging her chest, and grinned as she got an idea. Quickly pulling off her t-shirt, she inspected both small orbs of flesh carefully, running her hands over them and massaging her surprisingly cool green skin, even playing slightly with her dark purple nipples. Annalla was desperately trying to look away, but kept glancing at the young girl's chest out of the corner of her eye. Mary grinned when she saw this, getting another idea. She wasted no time in undoing the button on her jeans, which were now too short and slightly too large for her taller, thinner frame. Standing in front of Annalla in only her panties, Mary called to the other girl.

"Hey, come here and feel my skin! It's so cool! Like touching a really soft leaf." Annalla stared at the now nearly naked girl, her face bright red as she slowly approached her Tamer. She reached out tentatively, gently stroking Mary's arm, jumping when her hand was pulled to the girl's stomach, "Feel my tummy, it's so cool! And my thighs! They've gotten really soft!"

Annalla suddenly found her hand wedged between Mary's thighs, her thumb pressed against the twelve year olds crotch, a surprising amount of heat emanating from her groin. Nodding, Annalla tried to pull away, only to have her shirt suddenly lifted over her own breasts, which Mary quickly began to fondle and massage gently. Shivering, Annalla felt her body begin to heat up as the girl played with her breasts, gasping as she felt a cool tongue run over one of her nipples, making it harden. Annalla tried to push Mary away, but ended up grabbing one of her small breasts, squeezing it gently and making Mary moan slightly. Annalla desperately tried to pull away again, this time succeeding as Mary released her trapped hand, making her fall back in surprise. Giggling, the human offered her hand to the angel, helping her back up onto her feet, suddenly grabbing her shirt and pulling it over her head, storing it in the digivice before she could protest.

Annalla was about to shout at Mary when she felt a slight breeze on her legs. She almost screamed when she saw that her pants had disappeared, most probably having been stored with her top. Staring at Mary in disbelief she took a step back, before the girl suddenly jumped on her, knocking her back into the grass. As the two lay almost naked in the grass, Annalla stared up in shock at her Tamer, whose cheeks had turned a light purple colour, most probably due to a blush. Annalla struggled under Mary as the girl began to lean down, making her moan as Annalla's thigh rubbed against her crotch. Dropping down, she locked lips with the protesting angel, forcing her tongue between her lips and teeth, before pressing it against the roof of Annalla's mouth, running her tongue from side to side.

Annalla moaned slightly as she felt Mary's tongue exploring her mouth, still trying to get her off, though with less vigour now. She slowly started to enjoy the kiss as Mary's small breasts rubbed against hers, her nipples becoming sensitive against the cool flesh above her. She openly moaned when Mary pressed her thigh against her crotch, gasping when she felt her panties suddenly disappear as they were stored in the 'vice. Gasping as Mary broke the kiss; she tried to follow the younger girl's lips as she sat up on Annalla's stomach, showing off a dark purple stripe pointing down from her belly button to her hairless crotch. Annalla watched intrigued as Mary closed her eyes and appeared to be concentrating very hard, gasping when she felt a strange appendage press against her bare vagina. Confused, Annalla suddenly realised what it was, and immediately slammed her legs together, trying to stop the vine from entering.

Looking up pleadingly at the girl, Annalla begged her, "Please, don't."

Mary stared at her for a short time, before nodding, a smile spreading across her lips. Shifting her weight; she stood on her knees and sidled back, quickly repositioning herself between Annalla's thighs. Leaning down, she ran her tongue along Annalla's slit, making the Angel sit up in surprise. Quickly wrapping her arms around Annalla's thighs, Mary began licking at her pussy gently, pushing her tongue in slightly as the Angel moaned above her, reaching around to play with Mary's breasts as she ate her out. Mary quickly found Annalla's virgin clit and began sucking on it gently, making the digimon moan and twitch as she squeezed and massaged Mary's breasts, suddenly gripping them almost painfully as she orgasmed, her juices pouring out into Mary's mouth and onto her face.

Falling back, Annalla gasped for breath as she came down from her orgasm, watching as Mary slowly stalked her way up her body. When their faces were level, Mary opened her mouth slightly, letting the juices she'd held in it drip down into Annalla's mouth and onto her face. Suddenly sitting up, she quickly spilt the rest onto Annalla's chest, giving a slight "Oops," before leaning back down and pressing their lips back together, tasting Annalla's juices in her mouth as the rest were smeared between their chests.

A sudden squawking from Mary's digivice caught both by surprise, making them break their kiss as they stared at it. Mary stared at the writing blinking on the screen, surprised by what it said.

"Digivice attempting to sync..." Annalla read out, breathing slightly heavily, propping herself up on her elbows, "Accept? What does that mean? Another digivice wants to sync with yours? Hey, maybe it's Craig!"

Mary nodded, activating her 'vice's store function, forming her and Annalla's clothes and a pair of towels on the ground. Grabbing one towel, she quickly wiped as much of Annalla's juices from her chest as she could, before pulling on her t-shirt and accepting the "sync".

"Yo? Mary?" Craig's voice came through the 'vice suddenly, a video holo-screen popping up, showing Karen and Namico trying to see what was on the screen from over his shoulders. "We finally got a connection? Great! We should be able to track you now too, so hang tight and we'll be there as soon as we can!"

Mary gave a slight smile as she glanced at the still naked Annalla, before responding, "Take your time."