[File Island] The Soldier of Evil

[Android 17]

The duo of human and Digimon arrived at the small village half a minute after Xander?s motivational speech. Both were relieved that the village wasn?t something brought along by the heat they had been enduring for the last hour or so. Ten shacks filled the tiny community, and Digimon could be seen wandering around the shacks. Xander released his partner and the two started rushing towards the group of Digimon in plain sight. Luckily for them, the inhabitants were kind enough that they didn?t react negatively to two drooling, sweaty, wild-eyed characters rushing at them. In fact, they had smiles plastered across their identical visages. Xander, upon getting a clear look at the villagers, almost retracted in fear of them being more evil SnowAgumon; however, DemiDevimon quickly informed him that they were Agumon. Although he was confused at how a palate swap determined alignment, Xander brushed his doubts aside and was just glad they had somewhere to rest.

?Welcome, travelers!? An unseen Agumon said from behind the four other small dinosaurs. The quartet in front of the speaker parted, no doubt in a show of respect, and a decorated Agumon stepped forward. This tiny t-rex wore a necklace of bones and a headdress of flashy flowers. It was an interesting clash in clothing to say the least, but Xander?s thoughts were mainly about food and nothing more, ?this is Casa De Agumon! Can I offer you all some food and a place to sleep for the night?? Xander turned his gaze to the sky and noticed that the sun was, in fact, setting rather quickly. Both Homo sapiens and Digimon nodded and wiped the drool from their chins once again. The apparent leader of the bizarre little town led the duo into a nearby tent. Inside was an assortment of meat and varying mushrooms. Xander attacked the mushrooms, since he always had a unique respect of fungi since he was very young. DemiDevimon, on the other hand, darted towards the meat with rejuvenated spirit. With his feet, he picked up the bones from which the meat was still attached, and then he started devouring the raw steak like there was no tomorrow.

?So, enjoying the meal?? The overly enthusiastic voice was that of another Agumon, who had wandering into the tent amid the feeding frenzy. Xander and DemiDevimon nodded their heads, not bothering to turn away from the feast lying before them. The Agumon stepped forward and made sure Xander could see clearly what he was pointing to outside the tent, ?the cap?n said you two can spend the night there,? Xander glanced at the shack and returned to his food. The Agumon left the tent, and DemiDevimon placed another bleached, bare bone on the table.

?Don?t you think this is a bit weird, Xander?? The bat whispered, gazing outside at the group of Agumon that were standing a few feet outside the entrance flap of the tent, ?these guys are creeping me out, and how the hell did they get all this food ready for two completely spontaneous visitors??

?DemiDevimon, don?t be so ridiculous. These guys are just being good to their guests, now you?d better hurry or I?m going to eat all your meat!?

?No way!? DemiDevimon cried, darted forward to beat Xander to another pile of meat. The two continued to devour their feast silently for the next few minutes, until nothing remained by stems and bare bones. Xander patted his content stomach and pointed outside the flap of tent at their lodgings.

?Ready for some sleep?? He asked to DemiDevimon, who still wore an uneasy look across his visage. Nonetheless, the bat Digimon nodded his body and followed his companion across the village?s square toward their shack. Along the way, all the Agumon villagers smiled toothy grins and waved their hands. Although Xander was transfixed by their overwhelming kindness, DemiDevimon was bewildered at how synchronized their actions were. Shrugging his figure, he followed Xander into the door of the shack. Inside was an overly immaculate room, completely free of any dust or blemishes. DemiDevimon was sure he also smelled fresh wood stain when he crossed the threshold but brushed off the weirdness as paranoia. Xander let out a relieved sigh, stretched out his arms and legs, and then vanished beneath the sheets of the bed. Resurfacing, the human collapsed on the overstuffed, flawless pillow laid out for him. DemiDevimon descended and cuddled up beneath a bed that had been laid out for his own purposes.

Outside the window in the pitch black of the night, oblivious to either of the shack?s impromptu inhabitants, at least six pairs of shining, green eyes were watching them slumber.