ᕲᓰᘜᓰᖶᗩᒪ ᕲᑘᘿᒪᓰSᖶS: ᕲᑘᘿᒪᓰSᖶ ᖽᐸᓰᘉᘜᕲᓍᘻ

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕒𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕀𝕤 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟

"Jounouchi, make a move already!" Complained Honda as Pulsemon was hopping around full of energy, awaiting his tamer's next command.

"Okay, here you go, tough guy." Jounouchi responds, scanning a card, "My Veemon's gonna wipe the floor with you, Anzu!"

The blue dragon Digimon jumped beside Pulsemon, running towards Plotmon who simply hopped out the way. It made its way around for round two.

"Hmmm.." Anzu swiped a card, "Patamon. You're up."

A small rodent Digimon with wings for ears appeared, flying above Plotmon eagerly.

"Yeah, Anzu. Like that wimpy bunny has a chance against my blue dragon dude. Give it up!"

"I guess I don't stand a chance..." Anzu responds, looking at Jounouchi and showing an option card, "Unless maybe I use my Heaven's Gate card."

"Huh? Can she do that?!"

"Yep. Heaven's gate is the signature move of Holy Angemon." Yuugi explained.

"It can banish just about any monster," Honda added, Commandramon confirming this with a curt nod.

Patamon raised its wings in the air, a circle sucking in both Veemon and Pulsemon who screamed as they were taken to an alternate dimension. Pulsemon was soon kicked out, laying on the ground in a daze.

"Ahh!"

"I win, Jounouchi." Anzu teased, "Once again, you lose, and I rock."

"You stink at this."

"Ugggh!"

Meanwhile, Hisoka was having a friendly conversation with a classmate outside, Bakura Ryō.

"Bakura-kun, can I ask you something?"

"Hmm? Sure." Responded the white-haired boy, Hisoka's face going slightly red. "It's about your partner." She'd glance to the strange orange Plotmon clone playing with her Digimon, Morphomon.

"Plotmon?"

"Yeah, it's... not like Anzu-chan's. Why is that?"

"It's a different kind, she doesn't have a legitimate name yet. So I just call her Plotmon." He responds, smiling, "She's something else. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Yeah, she's a very pretty Digimon."

Hisoka smiled at the playing Digimon, clutching her bracelet briefly. "They seem happy... I'm glad." She sighed, before suddenly freezing up.

She felt something cold. Ice cold. It was practically holding her against it. Her body began to shiver, she wanted to pull away but its grip was so strong. She couldn't. Hisoka's breathing began to accelerate, she began to panic.

"It's so cold.." She thought, swearing to herself she could see her breath. "Something's got me.. and it won't let go!"

"Morphomon, please! Help-!"

Hisoka continues to hyperventilate, her hand beginning to tremble. The world began to blur, she felt like she was helpless.

"You belong to me."

Hisoka jumped, getting enough of her will back to cover a gasp with her hands. Something, no, someone spoke to her! Considerably freaked out by this, her breathing continues to race, her heart beating fast.

"W-Who are you, what do you want from me?!"

Hisoka felt its grip tighten even further, "You are mine... I will never let you go again."