[Directory] Forlorn isn't just an Emotion

[Hellfighter 17]

?Micla!? yelped the eared ball, sweating a bit from extreme pressure. He was struggling within the web cage, trying to escape to help his partner. ?Hang on!? came another exasperated cry. Koromon?s eyes began to be flooded with desperation as he wished to save the young woman who was screaming in terror.

Micla?s hand began to glow within an intense fury of bright light. The beams shot out from the clenched fist and after a few moments Koromon began to glow as well, with his silhouette changing with each passing second. The net could no longer contain the new form as bright, red hair shot out from the webbing. Both the digivice and Koromon soon stopped glowing, but the digimon was no longer the same.

The female was still being targeted by the Wormmon?s attack, which was nearing her face. From the sidelines, however, the newly transformed digimon would have something to say about the attack unleashed upon his partner. ?Beta slugger!? said Betamon, launching a barrage of sludge towards the netting. The web dispersed as soon as it was struck, and mud began to fly everywhere, including into the girl?s face.

The Wormmon and the newly digivolved digimon were now facing off, and when Betamon began to gain an electric cloud around his Mohawk, the bug started to run off, knowing that it was not worth the pain.

?Sorry about getting that in your hair, Micla.?

?I guess it?s okay, I?m used to be dirty anyways,? she said while parting the sludge from her forehead and nose. After she was able to see again, she took a look at her ?new? digipal. He had large, ruby eyes, which reflected her face so well?something that she didn?t like, as she disliked her face very much. There were six curvy, blue stripes atop his head in a uniform pattern atop his head, and they were divided equally be a tall, orange-red Mohawk that contrasted very well with Betamon?s eyes. He had grown feet?though not to normal?which were each composed of one, sharp claw; two on each side. Teeth appeared from his beak-like mouth on the upper part. To top it all off, his green body also contained a rather cute tail.

Micla?s first instincts were to complement him on how much she liked how he looked now, but she soon delved back into her melancholy state for the situation and simply stated, in a rugged voice, ?Let?s go now.?

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Betamon was filled with happiness that he was bale to help his monster and even pretended to fight the Wormmon as though it were still there and jabbed a couple of times with his single-taloned appendages as he walked side-by-side with his ?trustworthy? companion. Micla had noticed the foliage was dying down. She squinted as to look further ahead and noticed that soon enough the land became more flat and desolate than it was before. Soon enough all of the trees were behind them and there was only the odd shrub. ?Maybe we should go back,? said Betamon, with a bead of sweat precipitating on his forehead.

?No, let?s just keep on going and see what we find. Not like it matters what happens to either of us does it??

?I care about what happens to you, but I trust your instinct.?

Micla looked beside her as her companion held that goofy smile he had even when he was Betamon, and she had to restrain from smiling, and she was able to do so. ?So, what happened to you, anyway??

?I digivolved!? interjected the digimon with great enthusiasm. ?I am now Betamon; it happened thanks to the help of your digivice. With it I can digivolve into a stronger form.?

?How come you aren?t doing it now, then?? asked the girl with genuine curiosity this time.

?Because it only happen when I need, like when you were being attacked by the Wormmon?I had to protect you.?

Micla resisted yet another smile, and succeeded yet again. ?So. . .now you?re ?Betamon???

?Yup!?