[b][i]Field of Cars, File Island, Digital World[/i][/b]

Elecmon frowned at that and looked at his friend, hoping that he, Dorumon, had a plan just for this. But his friend seemed to be worried about something that had nothing to do with what was going on just then. And judging by how Dorumon had a small burlap bag to hold the Digivices with - It was cheaper than conjuring them from thin air - Elecmon can guess just what he was worried about. 

There was one more Human and a potential Digimon partner than there was a Digivice; more hints of Lucemon and his machinations. The orange Digimon, which looked like a giant mouse combined with a possum, but whose tail was a fan of feathers, frowned, his tiny fangs showing as he looked at the group of future partners. 

Dorumon was too worried to pay attention; an ominous development.

So Elecmon decided to force the situation and nudge Dorumon to move closer to the group of Humans; after some vague murmuring, Dorumon walked forward once again, and Elecmon accompanied him on all fours, catching sight of his redheaded future partner as he did so. But before he could talk to him, Dorumon was already walking towards Pulsemon and Vergil, his eyes glinting as he glared at the latter.

At that time, Elecmon thought it was due to outrage at that cranky brown-haired teen having tried to abuse Pulsemon (and failing) before approaching Dorumon like he had a chip on his shoulder (which he did). Time would tell if he would ever infer the real motivations behind Dorumon's expression as the dinosaur-like, dragon-cub-esque Digimon met the brown-haired teen with an attitude halfway, then cleared his throat. 

The sun shone on his fur, which was purple except for his underbelly, paws, tail tip, and snout, which were pure white. From that snout came forth human words in a language that should not have been physically possible for such a creature to speak.

"If you want answers, you can get them from me, [i]Mr. Falcon[/i]," Dorumon's tone carried a roughness to it that was slightly testier than usual. "Long story short, this is the Digital World, which in turn is made of Humanity's data combined with some form of extra-dimensional energy; think 'The Force' from your movies. We are Digimon, sapient beings of Data and extra-dimensional energy given life, and with the help of... gadgets called Digivices, Digimon can be fed emotional energy and grow in power."

He then tossed one of the devices in question, a small, oval, rectangular object that looked like a child's toy with a screen at its center, then continued, "I had enough for all of you, but some were stolen, along with most of the [i]partners[/i] they were... destined for. You see, this Digital World is under the tyranny of the... Demon King Lucemon and the six other Demon Lords, whose goals are to snuff out this last bastion of freedom, File Island. 

"Lucemon, in pursuit of these plans, has taken some of the Digivices that I... acquired and used them to persuade, no, manipulate, several of your fellow Humans into taking his side and conquering the Digital World and putting it under their boot heels."

Dorumon then glanced at Vergil, his furry tail waving around as he threw in a barb, "Let's just say that Lucemon likes playing on people when they feel abused, neglected, shunned or hated, and now they're a villain who may probably go to [i]fatal[/i] lengths for revenge..."

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