The Room
Emerald’s POV:
“What happened, I feel like my brain just got hit by a truck, twice.” I stated to no one in particular as I put one had on my head and stood up. “And why the hell am I blindfolded!”
I pushed the blindfold off of my eyes and opened them, to see some sort of werewolf staring right back at me. “Mary, mother of Jesus!” I screamed as I turned to run away, only to run face first into a mirrored wall right behind me. “Okay, I am really beginning to believe that God seriously wants me either dead or severely maimed. How else could one person go through all of this in one lifetime, let alone one day? Or at least I think it has only been one day.” I then proceeded to dislodge my face from said wall, only to notice that said werewolf from earlier was staring right back at me.
Before I could turn, and make the same mistake again, it occurred to me that I was looking at a reflection. This means that the lycanthropic being looking back at me, probably was me. I got closer to the mirrored wall to inspect my new form. I had to admit, I kind of liked it. After investigating my look I focused on moving my body and found it much easier than I anticipated. Movement and feeling in my arms and legs was no different and all I had to do to move the tails was focus on them and picture them moving. I found them to be more flexible and opposable than they should have, but I didn’t complain. I also managed to learn to move my ears, now on the top of my head, around in a variety of ways including flattening them to my head to make them almost disappear.
After playing with my ears for what felt like half an hour, I got bored with it and wrapped two of my tails around my waist and one around my neck, I somehow managed to step on them three times before that and it hurts like hell. I then proceeded to investigate the room I was in.
Every single wall was a mirror, probably one way I guessed since there were no cameras. There also appeared to be no doors. “There go my hopes of finding a way out of this hole.” I said to myself as I sat down. I didn’t feel like just playing with my ears and tail again, so I decided to meditate. I closed my eyes and quickly found my center, and noticed something interesting. When I found my center, a burst of colors appeared all around me as if I was looking at a rainbow. I found that the more I focused, the more defined the colors became. After a few minutes, some of the colors took on some humanoid shapes, albeit some animalistic features were present in the forms I saw. I then focused on these forms and noticed that each one was a different color and no two were alike. I then opened my eyes and turned toward the direction I had seen the figures in inside my head. In fact I could still see the shapes moving around, but a lot less defined. I need to find out the extent of what I can do with this new vision. It can come in handy. I thought as I stood up again.
I walked over to the wall and knocked on it gently enough not to break it, but strong enough to get the attention of the people on the other side. I could see a lot of the shapes turning their heads towards the glass, so I breathed on it and wrote “hi” backwards on the glass and gave them a little wave. I don’t think they were expecting that as I noticed some of the figures hands were making strange movements which I assumed meant that they were writing something down. After looking that way for several minutes with nothing else happening, I breathed on the glass again. This time I wrote out “Will someone explain to me what is going on.” This action sent almost all of the figures running around the room they were in. I could only assume with how they were acting that they were probably yelling around at each other, but I didn’t know for sure. I couldn’t hear anything but my own breathing. Eventually they all slowed down and one figure approached the glass but stopped about five feet from it. The figure proceeded to make several gestures between me and it, and then I heard a very feminine voice speak over some sort of intercom system.
“You… Can speak?” “Yes, why wouldn’t I be able to?” I asked with a look of confusion plastered all over my face. I then heard several audible gasps on the other end of the line. “Uhm, is it bad that I can talk?” “Not necessarily. Do you mind us asking a few questions?” “As long as it gets me out of here, I will answer whatever questions you have, though I do have one question, what am I right now?” I stated eager to finally be able to stop looking at an infinite amount of myself in every freaking direction.
“Right now you are what we have gathered to be a Digimon named Lycoanmon, but we don’t know anything about this species. Now, first Question, are you male or female?” “I am male.” “Are you sure?”
At this my habit of coughing up small amounts of blood when I get overly excited or shocked decided to make itself present. “Are you okay? Why are you coughing up blood?” The voice asked, with less concern and more curiosity laced in it. “Yeah, I am fine, that is normal for me when something catches me off guard like that. Also, yes I am sure I am a male. Why would there even be any doubt if I was sure or not?”
“Well the reason we have doubt is because there hasn’t been a sentient non aggressive male Digimon in recorded history. Nor have there been any males from foreign worlds that haven’t spirit evolved into raging thoughtless beasts.” The voice explained to me.
“So what you are telling me is that I am the first male Digimon that anyone has ever held a conversation with.” “Exactly, now if I may I have more questions to ask you.” “Continue.”
“Can you tell us anything about you that might be able to explain the control you have over yourself?”
I had to think about that one for a while before I finally responded. “Well for starters, I am generally a loner. It isn’t that I don’t enjoy being around others, it is just that I never seem to have friends for long. They always seem to break off our friendship to join the popular kids. It has been that way for as long as I can remember. I also prefer the company of animals to that of humans. I have a strong affinity for animals; it is rare for me to come across one that doesn’t like me. I am very pessimistic about almost everything, but I am normally a very happy person which is rather contradictory but that is just how I am. Also I there is something strange about my eyes, whenever most people look into my eyes, they become very uneasy, but when some look me in the eyes they take on a somewhat mesmerized look and zone way out. It is because of this that I generally don’t look people directly into anyone’s’ eyes. I also don’t trust people easily, but I am incredibly loyal to anyone that I do trust. Finally, Everything I do has a reason. I also take how any action or lack thereof will affect me. That is how I make almost all decisions. I am also a bit of a sadist.”
“You say that everything you do is in the thought of how it affects you, but you protected a Gatomon student of the academy here. How would that have benefited you had the Digivice not appeared and stopped those attacks? You would have been killed.”
“I was simply doing what my instinct told me. When my phone turned into that strange device, my only thought was if my instinct tells me to protect this cat then I will protect her with all I have got!”
“Your thought before transforming was that you wanted to protect her. That is interesting. Of the humans that we managed to interview before they turned, all of them said they were filled with a blood lust that they had never experienced before. What is it about you that makes you different from the rest of them,” asked a new yet still feminine voice.
“I don’t know the answer to that ma’am, but can I come out now. Looking into these mirrors are starting to make me sick to my stomach.”
“You have answered our questions, but we would like to do some more tests. You are currently an impossibility, so we would like to find out what sets you apart. Plus we can’t release you into the general public just yet; there would be a panic…” “Because of the no non feral males, right got it,” I finished for her. “Just get me out of this room and we can figure something out later.”
Not long after that I saw the form closest to me, what I have now gathered to be a she, placer her hand on the wall next to her. Then the entire wall to my left swung outwards revealing a way out of that prison.
I walked out to find three anthropomorphic Digimon in lab coats, all with clipboards and pens. One of them walked up to me and started to walk around me, examining me. “Can I have you come over here and we will begin the tests.” The Digimon, which I think was a Cyberdramon, said to me as she pointed to an examining table. “Sure” I said a little unsure about my current situation compared to the last one, but none the less I sat on the table. The scientists, all Cyberdramon, began to hook electrodes to various parts of my body. “Alright we are going to give you a small jolt, this may sting a bit.” “Ow!” I said after they hit the switch. It felt like a wasp had just stung me everywhere there was an electrode. After the sting went away, I noticed the three Cyberdramon giggling like school girls. “What, it hurt.” I stated as they continued to giggle. They didn’t reply, they simply handed me a mirror and continued to giggle at me. I looked in the mirror and grew slightly irritated and slightly embarrassed. All the fur on my body was standing completely on end from the electric shock. “This just isn’t my day is it?” I stated as the three females began to calm down at last. After their little giggle fit I managed to rake my fur back down as they performed a normal physical examination, and then there was a snag.
“Alright,” the lead Cyberdramon said, “we need you to take your anthropomorphic form now.”
“How do I do that?” I asked as the Digimon in front of me looked between each other. I could tell just from there expressions that they weren’t sure how to respond. Then they said “we are not really sure how to answer that question, for Digimon it is second nature to change form. How did you learn to control the appendages you didn’t have when you were human? Maybe the trick is to do the same thing.”
I took this into consideration, so I closed my eyes and pictured in my head the current form I was in turning into my human body. As soon as I did I could feel my body changing shape. When I opened my eyes and looked at my hands. “I am human again. Yes.” I shouted. I then noticed the embarrassed looks the Cyberdramon had.
“What is the problem?” I asked.
“Well, two things. First you are not completely human,” one of the Digimon said as she pointed towards the mirror. I took one look and realized that I looked exactly like I did in the dream I had before falling into the world. “Okay, then what is the second thing?” “You are naked” replied one of the others. Upon hearing this, I looked down and realized they were right and quickly covered myself. What I wouldn’t do for some clothes right now I thought. Suddenly, a black cloth started spreading over my body. When it stopped, I was wearing a pair of black sweatpants, a black skin tight under shirt with long sleeves that flared out more and more as it got closer to my hands, stopping at my knuckles. Finally was a poncho like piece of clothing draped over my shoulders and hanging down to my forearms. The poncho also had a high collar that was just high enough to cover my mouth. “I like it,” I said as I noticed the stunned looks on the women’s faces, “and I guess you three like it two.”
The three simply blushed deeply and huddled together to talk.
third chapter of Digi Academy