Wandering Alone (open)

Post by DREW HARRELL on Feb 9, 2014 7:49:44 GMT -5

Chapter 2: Wandering Alone

Part 1:

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Drew had been walking for what seemed forever. He followed the two, YukimiBotmamon and Poyomon, through the forest and then into this desert. It was absolutely bizarre, this whole world was bizarre. He didn't understand it one bit. Yet he knew he had to get out of here. At this moment, the only way he could see himself getting out of this world was by following the two digimon, Veronica and Alexander.
Drew had grow accustomed to the pair. They tended to bicker a lot. Well Veronica seemed to yell at Alexander a lot for being silly. She acted like his mother which was sort of cute in a way. Still, the fact that they were here was odd. Drew had never even heard of these things called 'Digimon'. Also the strange device that landed on his head was also another mystery to him. This whole situation was giving him a headache.

Drew looked around at the desert and he really started to hate this place now. There were telephone lines, just in the desert. They weren't even connected to each other just there. Not to mention the large black tyres that stuck out at random points in the sand. This place had to be one of the weirdest places he's ever been to. Ever.

"Veronica! What are these tyres?" Drew yelled over to Veronica, who was currently shouting at Alexander for something.

Veronica hopped over to where Drew was and then looked up at him.

"There's a legend. Saying that they were created by a villain, who lived on Infinity Mountain. He would create these and then send them to innocent Digimon. They would then insert themselves into the Digimon and make them go crazy and evil. But it was just a legend, they're probably just part of some ruins or something. Don't worry." Veronica told him, before hopping over to Alexander again.

Drew felt much worse after hearing Veronica's story. He wanted to believe it was just a legend, they have them where lives. Leprechauns being one of them, and everyone knew they weren't real but people still told the stories because it was apart of the countries culture. But here it was different. Where ever he was, it wasn't anything like Ireland. Anything seemed to happen here, anything.

Drew didn't know whether he was hallucinating or not but he saw someone, a guy, possibly around the same age as him. He looked to be walking in the same direction as him, just a lot further ahead. Drew's mind went crazy, mainly with relief. Knowing there were other people here, even if it was only one person. That made him feel a hell of a lot better.

"Hey, you! Wait up!" Drew called to unknown guy.