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Someone come and get this fuckin' Tamer outta my territory. I'm sick of draggin' his ass around.

And I shall.

[Ramirez threw back his cloak and drew his sword.]

However, a Tamer is useless without his partner. You will be coming with us as well.

[Strabimon immediately starts backing away.]

Like hell I am!

To resist is futile.

[Ramirez raised his hand to his face and slowly lowered it.]

Where there is Light, there is Darkness...

[To Strabimon, Ramirez vanished only to reappear behind him. The digimon would suddenly feel the pain of a slash across his torso. It wasn't deep or enough to Tama him, but it would cause him pain.]

[Strabimon grunts, but refuses to show how much that hurt in front of a Tamer. He's still going to try and get away though.]

Why the fuck should I go with you?

I told you. A Tamer is useless without a partner.

[Ramirez motioned with his hand and his partner sprang into action. She swung her claws at the other Strabimon.]

That's their problem. Any digimon who allies with a Tamer is a traitor to the Digital World.

[He jumps away from the cloaked Strabimon's claws and at a tree, bouncing off and coming back with a flying spin kick, light coming from the claws on his feet and spreading up his shins.]

[Strabimon was hit and fell backwards with a thud. Ramirez rushed in and swung at the digimon with his saber.]

Digimon with Tamers aren't traitors. They make us stronger, idiot!

[Strabimon jumps back from Ramirez's attack, but still gets a tiny cut on his chest. He continues trying to escape, while still being alert for more attacks.]

And all ya gotta do is buddy up with 'em and they'll let you be stronger for a bit. Fuck that. I'd rather work for my strength and evolve on my own than serve a shit-head Tamer jus' to get a couple minutes of strength at a time.

[Ramirez doesn't pursue and simply turns away from the retreating digimon.]

Let him go. He is useless. We have the Tamer.

[He moves over and lifts the boy up.]

Grab the weapon. We are leaving.

[The boy lets out a very faint and weak groan as he's picked up. His left leg's dangling at a disturbingly unnatural angle and his left forearm is bent in a place where it shouldn't be. His head under his half black half white hair is one solid bruise, and there's dried blood under his eyes and down his cheeks over a pair of triangular markings, one white one black, almost as if he'd been crying blood. His clothes, a half white half black trench coat over a half black half white shirt and black shorts, a long red scarf, and a mismatched pair of shoes, one white and one black, are damp. There's a large hole in the back of his coat and shirt, and the left sleeve of his shirt looks like it was originally longer than the right, but was torn apart. On the palm of the boy's left hand is a tattoo of three sixes arranged in a triangle with unreadable writing underneath it, and on the palm of his right hand is what looks somewhat like a large green wart, but upon closer examination will turn out to be a jade sphere, about the size of a marble, embedded in his palm, which the flesh has grown around.

The strange-looking sword is comparatively normal, although it's clearly not made of metal, and there's a small button near where the circular handle meets the blade...]

He will need a doctor. Come. We are leaving. [And Ramirez takes him into the night. The boy may be of use to him in the future. Once he is healed, perhaps he can help with his revenge.]

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