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If I keep adding characters like this I'm going to need a chart to keep track of them all! Some creepy shit happens and Craig's two Mates do a little...bonding.

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"So you ended up landing in the middle of a wood?" Mary laughed, listening as Craig recounted what had happened after Mary had absorbed the plant digimon's data and fallen unconscious.

"Yeah, lost control of my Wind Speed ability about a second after I passed you, shot off due to the momentum, eventually crashed into a wood about twenty minutes that way." Craig explained, pointing in the direction he and his two digimon had come from, "But what about you two? I see you now have a Combat form too, Mary."

"Yeah," The young girl glanced over at Annalla, her cheeks going slightly purple as she blushed, "We, uh, we bonded a bit."

"Bonded?" Craig repeated, raising an eyebrow as he grinned mischievously, "Is that what kids are calling it these days?"

Mary growled at him as he teased her, lashing out with the vines on the back of her head, Craig dodging easily away as he grinned. Annoyed, she lashed out again, whipping the vines around to try and grab the laughing feline, who leapt over the semi-serious attack, laughing playfully. Growing frustrated, Mary whipped her vines violently at Craig, managing to grab onto his wrist. However, she was caught completely by surprise as Craig suddenly yanked on the green appendage, twisting around as she fell to catch her on his back, before throwing her over his shoulder to land heavily on the ground several feet away, gasping as the wind was knocked out of her.

Annalla immediately rushed to the coughing girl's side as she tried to get to her feet, tears streaming down her green face. A large hand landed heavily on Mary's back, loosening her throat and allowing her to take a gasping breath, before staring up at a slightly smiling Craig.

"You alright?" He asked, patting her back a couple more times before standing, slipping his hands casually into his pockets, "Just as I thought, you don't really know how to fight do you? Well, we'll just have to teach you then."

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Craig stared up at the night sky of the digital world, tracing out random constellations with his eyes. He took a deep breath, thinking about what had happened over the past week, a smile stretching across his lips as he remembered how Namico had been so untrusting when he met her, but now he almost had to stop her from befriending people. Craig blinked as a realisation crossed his mind, before this digimon had always been just digimon to him, but now he saw them as ordinary people. Hell, he was even basically one of them!

Laughing quietly to himself, Craig looked back up at the stars. Taking another deep breath, he sneezed suddenly, a strange scent filling the air around him. As suddenly as the smell had appeared, Craig felt energised, like there was lightning running through his veins and fire racing along his nerves, filling his brain with a steady, numbing crackle. His digivice squawked, bringing up a holo-screen with several graphs, all of which were steadily rising. 'Danger! Adrenalin levels and heart rate rising! Activating Hyper Combat form!' blinked across its screen as Craig felt the light rush over him, flooding him with power, a timer popping up on the holo-screen, counting down from thirty minutes.

Craig shook his head slightly, crouching down, before he sniffed at the air, growling as he smelt another scent just under the first, a scent that made his body burn all the more. The scent of blood.

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The Armoured Garumon watched the thin figure as it fell to its knees, exhausted. Grinning, he placed the lid on the pot of boiling liquid as the feline gasped for air, coughing when he "accidentally" kicked her. Sitting back, the humongous Bull-taur looked around his make shift camp. While everything was huge, to accommodate his size, it wasn't what he was used to. At least he had been able to find a slave and a toy soon after being banished from his tribe on another layer, having been thrown into the Great Light, and ending up here. The great bull like digimon reached for a log lying just inside his tent, his "toy" tied firmly to it. Ordering the small, exhausted figure over to him, he placed the log on the ground, positioning himself over it.

Just thinking about what he was about to do was more than enough to make his enormous member slide quickly out of its sheath, the tip landing heavily on the furred back of the female tied to the log. Pulling back, he felt his member slide over the female's tight asshole, having been left untouched by the bull as of yet. Stopping, he grinned wickedly, deciding he would enjoy a virgin hole tonight instead of this slut's widely stretched and badly beaten cunt. Without hesitation, he slammed down, forcing the head of his cock into her, eliciting a small scream from the weakened digimon. Smiling, he forced more in, loving the way her guts slid around in her body to accommodate his massive meat. Another hard thrust found him all the way to the hilt, his heavy balls slapping against her beaten vagina as he pounded mercilessly into her.

Feeling his climax quickly approaching, the Garumon began pumping in more violently; burying his cock as deep into her anus as it would go. Suddenly, he felt a popping sensation around the head of his cock, followed by the sobbing screams of the female and scent of blood. He grinned as he realised what he had done; he had ripped her gut open, and was now fucking her insides as he pounded harshly into her, feeling something else pop inside, and revelling in the feeling of her hot blood coating his member. He forced himself into her violently as he came, another of her organs bursting under the pressure of his pounding. He pulled out of her suddenly, ripping a segment of her gut out of her body, peeling it off his cock to hang from her ass like some lewd hose as it slowly oozed out blood, semen and internal organs. Turning, he smiled again to see that he had obviously popped her stomach, as blood and semen were dripping out of her mouth, choking her as she desperately tried to scream.

"Still alive?" he boomed, raising his hoofed foot, "Well, we can soon put an end to that!"

"Wind Blade!"

The Garumon paused as he heard the attack, looking around him in surprise. A sudden sharp pain in his raised leg made him look back down, staring in amazement at the stump, blood spilling onto the floor from the end.

"Aaaaarrrrgghh!" He screamed in pain as he tried to keep his balance, grabbing onto the makeshift shelter he had constructed, feeling the thick tree trunks bend and creak under his weight. Another sharp pain rocketed up his arm from a point just between his armour, as he watched the appendage suddenly detach, sending him crashing to the floor. Desperately trying to get back up, he could only watch in detached horror as his lower belly was slit open, his guts tumbling to the floor in a pool of blood.

"What is this?!" The bull screamed, "Who is doing this?!"

"The Reaper of Winds."

The huge digimon turned his head to the voice, exposing his neck as the creature slashed down with its hand, cutting the Garumon's throat open. The light of the moon and fire reflected off parts of the strange creature like scales, other parts being covered by fur, and a huge pair of wings stretched out above it, covering its head in shadows. The Garumon pissed itself in fear, feeling the hot liquid splash against his exposed intestines. He quickly felt himself begin to fade away as his data detached from the wounds on his body, flying into the air before being absorbed by this murderous horror. He welcomed his death with open arms.

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Turning around to look at the wounded digimon, Craig was surprised to find a smaller feline standing where the dying one had been, a bloody piece of sharpened slate in her hand and the last of the data sinking into her fur. She looked up defiantly at Craig, her eyes filled with tears as she watched him.

"Revert," the girl jumped when Craig spoke, throwing up her arms to shield her face, peeking over them when she wasn't attacked. Instead, what she saw was a somewhat handsome Grey Sharamon male standing where the fearsome digital demon had been, his dark grey fur gleaming in the fire light. The girl blinked, her vision wavering as she stumbled, falling. A pair of soft, strong arms suddenly held her, picking her up as she looked up into gentle brown eyes. She let the darkness of fatigue wrap lovingly around her mind and body.

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"Another high-level digimon?"

Craig nodded, attaching a hose from one part of the Rider to a nozzle, before checking the schematic on his 'vice's holo-screen to see what to do next. Climbing up onto the driver's seat, he twisted the throttle, the Rider making a familiar high pitched hum, like the wind blowing through trees. Jumping off triumphantly, he quickly restored the tools he had used, admiring the various modifications he'd made to the two Riders. Having found that the digivice on his wrist could provide easy to read plans, he had immediately set about making a second Rider from the various parts scavenged from the wreckage of the Fire Riders machines. After completing it, however, he did not stop, soon adding extra seats to and improving the design of his Rider, until it now ran almost twice as efficiently as before.

"Big bull-taur thing. Was ugly as sin, and just as evil." He said, glancing over at the sleeping form nearby, "He had another digimon like her tied to a log, and he was busy raping her when I arrived..."

"Yeah, about that. Why did you go off anyway?" Mary asked, climbing onto the newly built Rider, ecstatic that she now had her own vehicle.

"I smelt something weird, and it just made me, I don't know, aggressive. Like I wanted to beat something up, then jump around on it afterwards to make sure it was down." Craig explained, shaking his head slowly, "Whatever it was, it was in a big cauldron. So I stored it in the vice, along with a few other supplies the bull-taur had. Thing is, I don't really know what it is, and neither does the 'vice, which is surprising."

The four girls stared at him in amazement, making Craig look around nervously before asking, "What?"

"You wandered off in the middle of the night because you smelt something weird, something that made you aggressive. Then you fight some giant digimon who raped another to death," Namico shouted, waving her arms violently, "and to top it all off, you bring back another digimon! Who we can't even talk to because she's out cold! What the hell is up with you?"

"Uhm, I have a soft spot for adorable and beautiful feline girls?" Craig joked, smiling nervously as Namico stared at him, before spinning on her heel and storming off.

"Relax," Mary giggled, flopping down onto Craig's shoulders, "She's just worried about you going off and not coming back or something. Or maybe she's just jealous that you keep finding cute girls."

"Right," Craig sighed, standing up slowly as he watched the white furred neko stalk away, her tail lashing violently. A slight tugging on his pants startled him, making him leap back in surprise.

The small feline stared at him in shock, her arms held protectively over her face. Slowly lowering her arms, she stared fixedly at Craig, her face awash with awe as he calmed down, smoothing out his two tails, which had fluffed out in surprise. Crouching slightly, she watched as he talked quickly to the other two, before looking back at her with his strange brown eyes, a friendly smile on his face. She watched as he slowly approached her, before sitting down about a metre away from her, still smiling slightly as he talked. The girl tilted her head to the side, trying to decipher his friendly sounding words, a look of confusion on her face as he carried on.

Craig sighed, looking at the obviously confused kitten as he tried to talk to her. She probably didn't understand English, somehow, even though it was the one of the main languages of the digital world, along with Japanese. Sighing again, he began to stand up, giving a slight shout as the kit launched herself into him, locking her arms around his neck as they fell back to the ground. Giving a slight groan of pain, Craig sat up with the girl still attached to his neck, her shoulders shaking slightly. Surprised, Craig sighed softly, a slight smile on his lips as he wrapped his arms gently around the small child, feeling a wet patch begin to form on his shirt. He glanced over at Mary and Annalla, Karen having run after the furious Namico to try and calm her down, and smiled slightly, rubbing the girl's head gently.

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"Namico!" Karen called out, "Wait for me!"

The white neko-like digimon spun around as the red fox ran after her, calling up her attack and throwing it at Karen. Karen immediately responded with her own enhanced attack, the resulting explosion knocking Namico backwards. Landing heavily on her back, Namico stared up at the blue sky, a few dark clouds on the horizon warning of a coming storm. She sniffed slightly as Karen's face filled her field of vision, the vixen leaning down close to Namico's face.

"Sweety, what's wrong?" she asked, lifting Namico's head onto her lap as the feline fought back some tears.

"Hah! You're calling me sweety now?" Namico laughed, feeling some of the tears squeeze out, "You want to know what's wrong? Nothing's wrong, it's not like I'm worried about Craig running off somewhere and getting killed, or anything, what he does is entirely up to him!"

Karen watched as the girl started to rant, her shouts of anger quickly becoming sobs as she sat up, wrapping her arms around Karen's neck as she cried, her whole body shaking. Karen smiled gently as she wrapped her own arms around the sobbing feline, pulling her head up and placing a soft kiss on Namico's lips. Namico smiled back weakly, pressing her forehead against Karen's as she placed another soft kiss on the vixen's lips, letting it continue for a time. Leaning back, Namico looked the kneeling fox digimon up and down, sniffing slightly as she rubbed her eyes. Getting a wide grin on her face, she launched herself onto the surprised fox, locking their lips and slipping her hand down the back of Karen's tight pants, kneading gently at her ass cheek.

Karen gave a slight gasp, before reaching down and undoing the tie of her pants, wriggling slightly to get out of them. Namico grinned happily as she felt the fabric loosen, quickly pulling the garment off of Karen's shapely legs. Wasting no time, she undid the knot on her top, and pulled her own pants off, before stripping off Karen's boob-tube, squeezing the orbs of sensitive flesh gently.

"Nami..." Karen moaned, as the white feline straddled her, kneading her breasts gently. The bright red vixen could feel her body heating up, immediately worrying about her companion, "Nami... you'll get burnt!"

"Don't worry," Namico giggled, leaning down and running her tongue gently along Karen's muzzle, "Craig's been playing with the digivice again, and found a way to alter our resistances like he can do to himself. Except we won't change colour."

"What?" Karen moaned as she felt Namico pinch her nipples, panting as she felt her pussy begin to drip slightly. Namico just smiled sweetly, shifting her legs quickly, locking one over Karen's thigh, the other sliding under the fox's other leg. With a slight tug, Namico pressed their slits together, moaning in unison with Karen as they both began to shift, mashing their hips together.

Karen almost screamed in ecstasy when she felt Namico's hand tap against her clit, a small charge jumping between the cat's fingers and the sensitive nub of flesh, sending a jolt of pleasure through Karen's body as she came violently, the near boiling liquid spraying out as Namico moaned loudly, her own orgasm rocketing through her body as the hot liquid splashed across and into her snatch, scalding her slightly as she felt herself discharge a small amount of electricity.

Karen's orgasm suddenly peaked again as Namico shocked her pussy, sending more of her hot juices spraying out, splashing against Namico once again. The two howled in pleasure as they fuelled each other's orgasms, eventually pulling themselves apart as they began to feel the effects. Karen sighed happily as she helped the exhausted Namico pull herself up to lie next to her, a wide, but tired smile on her face.

"My legs are numb from all your shocks," Karen giggled, nuzzling the feline as she purred, burying her face in Karen's cleavage.

"Well you certainly weren't complaining about it at the time, now were you?" Namico replied, lifting her head form Karen's chest and leaning up to place a soft kiss on the vixen's lips, "And anyway, you nearly cooked me down there with all you're boiling cum!"

"I didn't hear you complaining about that either, little miss shocker!" Karen laughed, rolling on top of the slightly smaller feline as she pressed her lips against Namico's in a loving kiss. Pulling back, she giggled at the feline, who smiled back up at her.

"Little miss shocker? Is that the best you can do, Kettle-crotch?" Namico retorted, sticking out her tongue, which Karen immediately latched onto, gripping the appendage gently between her teeth, before slurring out a response.

"Oh yeah? Well I've got the cat's tongue now! So what are you gonna do?" Karen giggled as she felt Namico move her tongue around, pressing their lips together as they kissed passionately, Karen releasing Namico's tongue as she slid her own into the other girl's mouth. They made out for a short time, before Karen's ears twitched, making her break the kiss as she heard something.

"What's up, Karen?" Namico asked, suddenly worried for her companion, who seemed anxious about something.

"I heard something, something unfami..." Karen was cut off as she was flung to the side, crashing into one of the nearby forest's trees, giving a slight cry of pain as she fell. Namico stared at the figure standing in front of her, his sword drawn as he faced the coughing vixen that he had just kicked off of Namico.

"Get away from her, you vile wench!" the strange knight shouted, his pure white armour shining brightly in the strong sunlight.

Namico opened her mouth and screamed, "CRAIG!"