Day 1 Part 1

Within GranDracmon's castle, more specifically the guest quarters section. Angewomon stands guard outside the room Michi is currently sleeping in. The angel creature chose not to sleep last night as she didn't want anything to sneak into the room and harm her partner. While she did believe GranDracmon wouldn't bring any harm to either of them. She can't say the same when regarding his Digimon minions. Just then, from down the corridor to her left. Angewomon can hear the flapping of wings coming her way. She immediately knew it was a DemiDevimon. As a few of them would fly into the other rooms to keep them clean.

She went on to pay it no mind like with the others. That is until it stopped right in front of her at eye-level. "Good morning, Mistress Angewomon." Said the spherical Digimon. It was the same one from last night that'll act as their servant. Nodding her head as a sign of acknowledgment, she says. "Morning DemiDevimon. Is there something you need?"

"I just came by to inform you that breakfast will be served in the dining room in fifteen minutes. The chefs are cooking up something that both you and Mistress Michi will find very delicious." Thanking him for the information, she gestures for him to leave by waving her hand. He bows and flies back in the direction where he came from. When no longer in her line of sight. The female Digimon turns around and gently pushes the wooden door open.

Since natural light is not really much of a thing in the Dark Area. The room is pretty dark, with the only thing providing any kind of source of light are the lit candles lining the walls of the corridor outside the room. And even then, it wasn't much. Fortunately, the room has candles of its own and an easy way to light them all up is to simply clap your hands together a total of two times. It doesn't matter how loud or soft you clap them. As long as a sound is being made the candles will light themselves.

Doing the action causes the wicks to catch a small flame, brightening up the room. The room itself doesn't have much in it to which makes sense as it's meant to house guests. A darkish-red wooden dresser set up against the left wall and a large wardrobe placed at the upper left-hand corner of the same color. A few tapestries hanging on the walls and built into the right wall is a door that leads to the restroom that has a working toilet and a bathtub.

Something Michi was happy to see when exploring her new room last night before turning in for the night. Speaking of the human, her sleeping form can be seen lying on a bed that is pressed up against the back wall. Floating over to the furniture, Angewomon looks down at her partner and ever so slightly shakes back and forth her. "Michi. Michi it's time to wake up."

It took a second, but the action did get the brunette to wake up from her slumber. She sits up and stretches her arms over her head while yawning at the same time. She then rubs her eyes to get the sleep crust out of them. When down the young female turns her head and sees that her partner is by her side. "Morning Angewomon." Michi said with a small smile.

"Morning Michi. Did you sleep well?" She asked. Nodding her head, the teen says. "I sure did. This has to be the most comfortable bed I have ever slept on in my entire life." Glad to hear that her partner had no trouble sleeping last night. The angle Digimon tells the long-haired brunette what DemiDevimon told her about breakfast being served soon in the dining room.

The mention of food causes the young female to jump off from her bed and to land on the floor feet first. Though she did stumble a little as she had to go around Angewomon. "Alright! And good timing to! I'm really starving, we really didn't eat anything before or even after arriving here! Let's go!" Before she could even stop her, Michi was already out the door.

Angewomon sighs and facepalms. Despite exploring the castle yesterday, they never actually finished seeing everything to do how big it is. The dining room being one of the many rooms they haven't gotten a chance to see yet. Quickly the Digimon exits the room, though not before closing the door behind her.

Fortunately, Angewomon was able to catch up to the human and put a hand on her shoulder to get her to stop running. "Michi!" The female digital monster's voice was stern. "Do not run off like that! You and I don't know where the dining room is even located. Plus, you should've gotten dress before leaving your room." Michi changed out of her usual clothes and into a short-sleeved, blue nightgown she found in the wardrobe in her room.

It took a second, but the shocked realization was noticeable on the brunette's face. A flush of red appears on her cheeks, and she speaks in a sheepish tone. "Oh right. Heh. I forgot, sorry." Brainwashed or not, Michi will always be herself at the end. Her red cheeks soon go back to be their natural skin color. She cups her chin with her thumb and index finger and lets out a thoughtful hum. "Hmmm. How do we find a way to our destination?"

Right then she snaps her fingers when an idea came to her. "Oh yeah. We can have DemiDevimon lead us there. After all he is our servant." Michi cups her hands around her mouth and says in a loud tone. "DemiDevimon!" Her voice echoes down the stone-made corridor. Angewomon didn't see how calling out to the Digimon was going to work because as far as they knew. The spherical monster could be anywhere in the castle. She was going to suggest they should try and find one that's nearby and ask them where to go. But the bat-like Digimon emerges from the shadows that are somehow being casted on the ceiling above and falls down till he's eye-level with Michi. "You called my mistress?" He asked.

The female Digimon was taken back by his sudden appearance. Not too familiar with the strange abilities the Digimon that reside in the Dark Area possess. "I did. You see we're a little lost here. Can you take us to where the dining room is?" Bowing, he said he would and to follow him.

During the walk small talk between the three was a little sparse. So, at times there would be long stretches of silence. Though luckily with DemiDevimon as their guide they didn't have to be in it for too long as they reached their destination. A pair of large, wooden doors slowly open inward to reveal the dining room. Like every other room in the castle, it's large and decorated with lots of fine art. Hanging above the long table, located dead center on the ceiling is a chandelier that's made from beautiful crystals.

DemiDevimon flies over to a chair that's close to the far end of the table and with his talon feet, pulls it out. "Your seat Mistress Michi." He said. The human walks over and sits down on it, with the digital monster then pushing the chair forward. She thanks him and he replies you're welcome. He does the same for Angewomon who takes a seat next to Michi. However, she had to scoot herself up to the table as she is much larger and heavier than her partner for their servant to push forward on his own.

Now with the two settled. He flies in front of them and says their breakfast will served to them very soon. His best estimated time being around a several minutes. "Thanks, DemiDevimon! You're the best servant I... well, you're my first and only servant. So, I have no one to compare you to. So instead, you're the best servant I will ever have!" The brunette exclaimed.

The small monster was very much glad to hear such a compliment. "Thank you for your kind words my mistress. Now if you excuse my mistresses I must check in on the chefs in the kitchen." Before he could fly back through the entrance, they came in through only moments ago. Michi holds her arm out to gain his attention. "One moment, I have a few questions to ask. Where is GranDracmon? Will he be having breakfast with us?"

"Sorry, but Lord GranDracmon is very busy at the moment. Plus, a mighty Digimon like himself doesn't require much sustenance to survive. So, chances of him having a meal at the same time as you two are very slim." He answered. "Really? That blows." Michi moaned, really bummed that GranDracmon couldn't be there with them. She really wanted to get to know him more. For a quick second the purple aura surrounds her till vanishing.

The bat-like creature apologies but said that their morning meal will get her to smile again. He then exits the room, leaving the pair alone. For the next few minutes Michi and Angewomon sat there in silence. Well almost silence, the teenage girl would on occasion grumble with the female Digimon cheering her up by telling her that they might get lucky around lunch or dinner time. It worked a little.

However, when the doors open again and a pair of Bakemon wearing chef's hats enter inside, one each holding a silver platter in their arms that has a lid covering the food. With DemiDevimon following close behind. Her mood quickly shifts to eagerness to see what kind of food they'll be eating. The Bakemon put the platters down in front of the duo and then lift the lids up.

On the platters are a small stack of wonderfully made looking waffles moderately covered in rich brown maple syrup with whipped cream sprayed on the top which was purposely made into a neat spiral shape. Resting on the very tip of the white cream is a bright red cherry. The syrup is slowly climbing down the stacks reaching a variety of sliced fruits that circle the waffles.

Both Michi and Angewomon were amazed. Having no idea that the Bakemon could cook something like this. "Oh wow! This looks so good!" The brunette exclaimed in delight. "I agree with you Michi. This a welcome surprise for sure." Said Angewomon. She then looks towards the Bakemons and asks them how they knew to make waffles like this.

Despite the question being directed towards the pair of the ghost Digimon. DemiDevimon is the one to answer, "Lord GranDracmon was the one who provided them the recipe during his time in the Real World as Matadormon. One of his victims that he drained blood from happened to be a chef and was carrying a cookbook on them. My lord was fascinated by all the dishes that were written in it. He used the power he was slowly building up to transmit the information to the Bakemon here in the Digital World."

"Oh yeah! I remember about the coma cases that were happening in the city that were the result of blood lose. I guess it was fortunate for us that he managed to get his hands on a chef." Said Michi. Completely ignoring the fact many of GranDracmon's victims were close to death. Now that the conversation was over. The two females pick up the knives and forks that were provided to them.

Being the first one to cut into her waffles, Michi raises the fork with a piece of the cooked dough at the end towards her awaiting mouth. The pair of Bakemon watch tensely, a bead of sweat trickling down their white sheet bodies. Hoping the human and her Digimon friend will enjoy their cooking. Because if not, they can kiss their non-existence butt's goodbye.

Eventually the brunette chops down onto the silver ware and then pulls it out. Slowly chewing up the food and then swallowing it. If one were to squint their eyes real hard, they could've sworn they saw stars in the teenage girl's eyes. "Oh. My. God! That was so good!" She said with the biggest smile on her face and right away cuts herself another piece. Angewomon more elegantly cuts up her waffles into neat triangle shapes and then takes her first bite. After swallowing she gives her compliments to the chefs. Silently the Bakemon let out a sigh of relief. They then leave so their new guests can enjoy their breakfast.

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In another part of the castle. GranDracmon sits in his personal room, looking down at a table that has a detailed map of the human city he became familiar with. He spent all of last night planning the next act in his play. Assigning his minions, the perfect roles they'll have when they begin. However, what he has right now can be consider a rough draft at best. For this to work out in his favor from beginning to end he needs to account for every possibility.

While the humans and their Digimon partners proved almost no match for him do to the great power he wields along with having an undying body. They were however able to gather enough strength to at least push him back and make him revert to his Ultimate level. So not completely helpless in a fight. There's also the fact one of the human's Digimon partner is a member of the Royal Knights.

While GranDracmon never had much confrontation with the group. Do to mostly focusing their attention on the Seven Great Demon Lords. Even he knows he can't fight against the thirteen Mega level Digimon on his own.

So, he'll have to keep Mon and Hackmon distracted so the red caped Digimon won't ask his allies in the Digital World for help. "Hmmm. I can have them relocated over... here." He puts down two figurines made from crystals that perfectly resemble the pair on the map. He then has the figurines be surrounded by at least three dozen other ones that all resemble the minions he has in his servitude. Grinning, he says, "That should keep them busy for a while. Now then." He shifts his gaze to the other figurines that are all made to look like the other humans and Digimon.

Though before he grabs the next pair, he notices the ones that look like Michi and Angewomon. Grabbing them in his hand, GranDracmon looks them over with a thoughtful expression on his face. "Now what role should I give you two? Being part of the cannon fodder would be such a waste of the power I have given you." He said while looking at the Angewomon figurine. He then glances at the Michi one. "And I never had a human under my command before. Putting you in the line of fire would also be a waste. The possibilities I can think of for you are almost endless."

GranDracmon ponders on this a bit more till deciding he'll come back to the subject later. As he still has enough time to think of something for the two. Speaking of the pair, the vampiric Digimon wonders where they are and if they're adjusting well to their new temporary home. Tapping into his power. His eye glows and in his vision, he can see both Michi and Angewomon are in the dining room eating breakfast. And judging by their expressions they're having a good time. Before can comment on this there was sudden knock on his door.

Relinquishing the control of his power, causing the image to vanish from his sight. He turns to face the door and simply says, "Enter." The giant door opens and a Vilemon walks in. Once in front of GranDracmon it gets down on one knee and bows its head, "Lord GranDracmon. I have some urgent news! A SkullSatamon has managed to gain a small following and plans on taking some of your territory to the West. My lord, with your permission. Let me lead a small strike force to combat against such arrogance and remind those why intruding on my lord's claimed land will end in their demise!"

After hearing of the situation. The centaur-like Digimon sighs in exasperation. It seems like no matter what he does. The other SkullSatamon not loyal to him think that have a chance at succeeding when so many others have failed. Though he can't blame them for thinking the way they do. In the Dark Area one has to fight in order to survive such a hellish place and only through the constant fighting can a Digimon get stronger.

Focusing his attention back to his minion. "Your permission to lead a strike force has been granted." The King of Vampires said. The Vilemon was most pleased to hear this that it could easily be heard in its voice. "Thank you, my lord! I have already thought up of the Digimon that'll be perfect for the mission. Shouldn't take more than thirty minutes to gather them all and head out. Once again I thank you." The Vilemon then exits the room with a high energy. The door closing behind it.

Now alone, the massive Digimon looks down at his hand. The one still holding the figurines of Michi and Angewomon. The grin returns to his face, "Till I come up with a role for you two. I know what you can do while here in the Digital World." He puts the figurines down on the table and turns to face a wall that has a shadow being casted on it. "Seemtressmon. I need your assistance."

In the shadow a pair of yellow eyes pierce through the darkness and a moment later a figure walks out of it. Their appearance is that of a humanoid female with cyan skin, six arms with three on each side, and long golden hair tied into a ponytail. Being held between the top left hand's fingers is a sharp needle with a thread going through the tiny hole that also reaches over to a spool that's being held in the top right hand. In the middle-left hand is a pair of sharp, deadly looking scissors and in the middle right hand seems to be a long measuring tape. The remaining two bottom hands are free from holding anything. The outfit she wears isn't anything too crazy. A simple but stylish dress, leggings, knee length boots, and a veil that covers the lower half of her face. Interestingly enough she wears a belt around her waist with many spools of thread that are in an array of different colors. "You called my lord?" She asked in a soft, but seductive voice. She was only half the height of GranDracmon so she had to look up at him when addressing him. Nodding, "I did. I'm sure you're now aware of the two new guests residing in my castle."

"Oh, very much so. Got the chance when they were exploring the castle last night. Although I stayed hidden in the shadows. The human looks pretty cute, but the Angewomon is nothing special. I think she'll be the fifteen one I have seen in my entire life." She said, then asks. "Why? Want me to make them something more stylish to wear?"

"I do. But it's more for Michi than the angel Digimon. As you said the human looks cute, and cute doesn't get you anywhere here in the Dark Area. No, here one must look fierce and intimidating. To cause those to feel the wonderous emotions of fear and helplessness when looking upon their attacker! The last emotions they'll ever feel in life before it's taken from away them prematurely in this cruel, cold world!" GranDracmon exclaimed, his arms raised over his head.

Seeing her lord like this causes Seemtressmon to grin very predatory-like under her mask. "It shall be done. In fact," She gives GranDracmon a once over before continuing her sentence. "I already have an idea on what kind of outfit I should make for her." She then steps back into the shadows, her yellow eyes being the only thing that can be seen till vanishing.

By the way Seemtressmon isn't a real Digimon. I made her up for this story.