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Alhena didn't respond her visor was dark she was unconcious.

Alhena was shaking as she slowly opened her eyes. She coughed bracing against the front of the wheelchair's cover that kept her safely secured. Her wings having molted the last of it's feathers, her eyes shutting as the frail appendages weakly twitched the soft pinkish red flesh looking like they'd easily burn from the sun's rays.

Alhena was shivering she felt so cold her wings folding tightly against her body as the feathers continued to fall out. The doctors preparred the portal, and turned to Erin and Trevor.
"One there, there is no way to return you for certain. You'll have to find your own way home," they said.

The doctors were prepping a special wheelchair that could take Alhena's weight. Along with hover as to allow easy movement over all terrain.

Alhena was screaming out as she thrashed, the data in her blood was attacking itself. But, this time it was far worse her body couldn't afford to be leeched off of anymore. As the data that was keeping her alive had almost dwindled into nothing. She needed to go to the source of all data, and she would need protectors as the one these portals kept opening for was so for the digimon coming for her.

I added some more data on nanites to my character sheet take a look if you want.

Why is Aegis taking so long anyways?

Void opened a portal to a place he’d escaped to after one of his more, unfortunate accidents. That had left him clinically dead for a few hours. As he recalled it was in one of the giga skyscrapers. Along with the blinding white of a guy that didn’t know what the word color meant. The place had been blinding, and had left him stumbling for a few hours. He slowly began to remember more, and more about it as the nanites repaired the damage to those nerves in his brain. The more he focused the clearer the image became in his mind. Soon he opened his eyes, and he reached out to an imaginary door, and twisted the equally imaginary door knob. He opened the door a portal opening to a bright blindingly white room.

He stepped through the portal into the room. He stumbled around rather lost for a few minutes before his helmets eyes could adjust, and help him see clearer. He walked to the strange markings on the floor, and followed them to the case. As soon as he had punched through the glass alarms began to blare, and flame throwers, and buzz saws lowered from the ceiling. While small square holes opened, and little rabid gerbils began running out at Void. He couldn’t help, but to scream like a frightened little girl. He turned tail after grabbing the Calcium Gluconate ointment from the shelf.
“Why god why,” Void cried out as he ran.

As he ran he applied the Calcium Gluconate ointment, because he could heal from the stuff that was about to happen to him. But, the acid was a serious issue. If it fully spread he could permanently die, seeing the sizzling stop he relaxed. He then turned on the security system, and began opening fire using the last of his bullets to pop the gerbils, and take out a few of the flame throwers, and buzzsaws. He relaxed fully, and took a seat. Though he soon began to cough, seeing a white smoke began to fill the room he shot up and attempted to get out. But, the doors wouldn't budge he banged on the door with his fading strength futilely. Soon he couldn't think straight, soon his muscles failed him as the whole room went from the obnoxious white to pitch black as he hit the floor hard.
"Worlds worst fart," was Void's final thought.

The kimeramon roared out in agony as it turned into data. It soon fell quite, and the intense heat lifted.

Alhena began to cough in pain her wings twitching in pain as the feathers began to fall out.

I got the daemon powers down for Iabor. Now I'm just waiting for the next day to roll over.

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