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Digimon Tamers: Lost Identities.	By : LiquidPhazon Category: Digimon > General > Digimon Tamers (Season 3) > Digimon Tamers (Season 3) Views: 7444 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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----Several days later----
“Are you sure about this Hiromi? I just have a bad feeling about answering an ad you found in the back pages of the thrifty-nickel paper.” Rika said as she walked down the sidewalk with the girl in question, alongside her other friends, Jeri, Alice and Renamon.
“Of course, Rika. Geez, give me some credit. I checked the place out online, the cafe is legit.” Hiromi commented, only to then admit. “Though I’ve never heard of it myself. Must be new you know?”
Rika snorted.
“Well whatever, this just better not be a waste of time, I don’t even know I decided to come along.” She replied.
“I thought it was because you were interested in a job yourself?” Jeri asked, walking up next to Rika with a smile. “And it will be fun working together don’t you agree?”
“Yeah, it could be, but you said this is some sort of ‘themed’ cafe? Right, Hiromi?” Rika asked, causing Renamon to look at Rika, curiously.
“Themed cafe?” Renamon inquired.
While she had often gone to such shops with Seiko and Rika before, never had she heard of cafes with a theme.
The teen with glasses then turned to face the foxy Digimon with a smile, before she explained. “You never heard of them? They are cafes where the servers wear costumes to serve customers. They are really popular in Tokyo.”
“Uh-huh, and just what is the theme of this one? Maids? Oh let me guess, Cat-Girls or something like that huh?” Rika asked, the redhead rolled her eyes, smacking her forehead as she said. “I knew it, just like you Hiromi to pick a place where we dress around in skimpy outfits for perverts to gawk and grope.”
Jeri gave Rika’s arm a squeeze as they continued onward.
“Oh, I don’t think it will be anything like that, but if it is, would it be so bad?” Jeri asked, trying to remain positive, only to then tease Rika and ask her. “After all, Takato might show up and you’d get the chance to serve him.”
Rika’s cheeks turned a slight shade of pink as the image of her as a catgirl maid, holding a tray, carrying a sundae on it to the Gogglehead, who smiled at Rika, before giving her a tip as he slid some cash in between her breasts.
“T... that will never happen!” Rika protested, but had to ask. “So Hiromi, what is the theme of this cafe? You failed to mention that”
‘Please not a catgirl maid theme.’ She thought to herself.
“Oh I didn’t tell you? It’s a Pokémon themed cafe.” Hiromi continued on, rounding a corner, failing to realize that her group of friends hadn’t followed, but remained frozen in place.
Their faces, save for Renamon were in complete shock, the tall fox, looked at her partner, then Jeri and Alice.
‘I don’t see what the problem is, I’ve watch that show before, it’s quite entertaining. mmhmm, I think I could pass off for a Pikachu or a rare Lucario.’ Renamon though with a laugh.
“She didn’t say what I thought she had said did she?” Alice, who had remained silent for most of the conversation was the first to speak.
“I was hoping I heard wrong too.” Rika said, a collective sweatdrop forming on all the girls’ foreheads.
When Rika and the others finally caught up to Hiromi, she was currently standing outside the cafe, Got To Serve Them All was the name of the establishment, on the front the name was painted in bold yellow and pink letters, while a picture of a woman dressed as Ash Ketchum held out a serving tray with a Pokéball on it.
And seeing the establishment, Rika commented, continuing to show her dislike for the idea. “I’ve got to hand it to you, Hiromi, this is probably worse than what I thought of.”
“Oh lay of her, Rika!” Jeri said in defence, before saying. “It might not be all that bad, let’s just give it a overlook ok?”
Rika sighed in defeat.
“Fine. But if they ask me to wear something as ridiculous like a Miltank, I’m out!” She replied, before the girls entered the cafe, a bell chiming as they entered.
However, they were left confused as the entire shop was empty, not a single patron around despite saying open.
The girls looked around, heading to the front, while Renamon only took several steps and suddenly stopped.
She looked around peering as the fur slightly stood up on her end, but the sense of urgency soon passed.
‘What was that? It almost felt like a digital field when we entered.’ Renamon thought, beginning to think maybe it was best they left.
“Hello? Is anyone here?” Jeri called out.
“Hey, we’re here for the waitress positions. Is anybody even here?” Rika shouted, startling Jeri, who nearly jumped from her shoes.
“A little tact would be nice Rika.” She commented, making Rika just ask. “Who do I look like, Terriermon?”
Jeri opened her mouth to say something, but the sound of movement in the backrooms caught their attention.
Emerging from a side door behind the front counter came Nammahamon, disguised as Nurse Joy, nearly tripping as she came out, as if someone had shoved her.
“A... ahh Ah! Welcome! Sorry, I was in the back with the manager.” She stammered out with a bow.
Introducing herself, she then said. “My name is Nami. So you five are here for the job?”
Rika rolled her eyes at the question.
“No, we just needed directions. Of course we are here for the job! Didn’t you hear us calling?” She questioned back, causing Nami to flinch a little at Rika’s little outburst.
“Yes we did, but as Nami just told you, she was in the back with me doing inventory.” Agrahbahmon, dressed as Jessie from Team Rocket said as she strolled out, looking over the girls and the Digimon with a small smile.
“You are such a lovely group of young women. All of you are here for the position?” She asked, annoying Rika and making her say. “Hello? Did I stutter?”
Agrahbahmon gave Rika a hard look, her expression souring before softening again, that devilish smile creeping back on her lips.
“Such a feisty one, I like that. I really do.” She commented as she came from around the counter, stepping closer to the young redhead, who just stood there with her arms crossed.
But taking a better look at Rika, Agrahbahmon noticed something about her and asked. “You actually look familiar, have I seen you somewhere before?”
“Probably not face to face that I can recall. But you can say I’ve been in the news, all of us have.” Rika replied.
Increasing her curiosity, Agrahbahmon then asked. “Is that so? And just what is your name my dear?”
“Rika, Rika Nonaka.”
Agrahbahmon’s eyes widened at this revelation, of course!
She knew of the exploits of the Tamers, this one in particular.
There had been a rumour that her one-time lover IceDevimon had fallen victim to this Nonaka girl, and now here she was, standing before her.
As Agrahbahmon looked upon the faces of Jeri, Alice and Renamon, she soon realized who they were as well.
“The famous Digimon Tamers, looking to work here? This is quite a treat, wouldn’t you agree Nami?” Agrahbahmon asked, looking over at the woman in question who let out a gasp when she heard her name, obviously still in shock from the revelation.
“Y... yes Mistress... I think it would be an honour for the Tamers to work here.” Nami agreed, but there was a hint of protest in her voice, this didn’t go unnoticed by Renamon.
“Mistress? Don’t expect me to be calling you that! Boss maybe, but Mistress? True I figured Jessie to be a bit of a dominatrix, but that doesn’t seem to fit with the theme of this cafe.” The vixen Digimon commented.
Agrahbahmon only chuckled at that, holding the back of her hand to her mouth.
“Of course not, that would be quite silly wouldn’t it? But you will be calling me Mistress...” Her tone changing as she reached over and grabbed Rika’s cheeks, giving them a squeeze.
“I expect nothing more from my stock.” She purred seductively.
With a slap, the redhead knocked Agrahbahmon’s had away from her cheek, touching it with her hand.
“Stock! What do you think we are, cattle? Hey! You scratched me with your nails!” Rika snapped, looking at the blood on her fingertips.
“Oh my, I do apologize, I didn’t mean to damage that beautiful skin, we can’t have the men staring at damaged goods.” The Demon Lord in disguise mused, holding her hand out, showing the tamers the sharpened claws.
“What!?” Jeri exclaimed, backing up next to Alice and Hiromi.
“What do you mean by damages goods and men?” Jeri then asked in worry.
“I thought so! This is a Digital Field! Rika! It’s a trap!” Renamon called out to her partner in warning, getting in front of Rika as she took a battle stance. “Get the others to safety! Get out of her now!”
“It’s a little too late for that.” Agrahbahmon stated, laughing heartily as, around them the quant looking cafe distorted, revealing that the entire time they were all standing in an abandoned store, an illusion.
“This barrier is quite powerful, I seriously doubt you could break free of it in such a weak, Rookie form.” Agrahbahmon said.
“Grrr, and I didn’t bring my Digimon Cards with me! Damnit, I should have expected something!” Rika cursed herself, balling up her fist.
“It’s alright, Rika. I’ll hold her and the other one off! Just try and find a way out of here!” Renamon told her Tamer and friends, ready to protect them as she leapt over the group of girls, delivering a strong kick to the woman, sending her into a wall, before maintaining her attacks, unleashing her Diamond Storm attack, causing a barrage of glowing blue crystals to fly from her arms, aiming for the unmoving form of Agrahabahmon.
But to Renamon’s shock, Agrahbahmon just smirked, showing the attack had caused no damage.
The Succubus Digimon, getting to her feet, the costume of Jessie morphing into Agrahabahmon’s default outfit then said, amused. “Did you really expect that to have an effect on me? Ha ha... why don’t you try this instead?”
Holding out her hand, a ball of green flame appeared, before Agrahbahmon charged at Renamon, who barely dodged the attack, the blast knocking her back in a daze, trying to clear the digital stars from her vision, which cleared just enough for her to see another grinning ball of green flame strike her directly into the chest, putting her down.
“Renamon!” Rika called out, rushing to her digital sister’s side. “Please be alright...”
Seeing Renamon pretty banged up from the attack angered Rika.
“You damn bitch!” She yelled at Agrahbahmon, wanting nothing more than to destroy her.
“Bwahahahaha, Bitch? I like you Rika Nonaka, I think I’m going to take a personal interest in breaking you down.” Agrahbahmon chuckled.
While Agrahbahmon leered at Rika, Nammahamon, who had reverted to her demonic form stood next to her sister in nearly identical attire, only her clothing was reddish/orange in colour.
“You can give it a try... but I... I won’t give up so easily...” Rika tried to form words, but then wouldn’t come, her vision started to blur and her head felt dizzy and light, making her wobble a little and ask. “W... what’s going on...?”
“Mmhmm, just a little something to make you sleep my child. And once we get back to Omega City, I’ll have to properly train you girls.” Agrahbahmon replied, a devious smile appearing on the Demon Lord’s face as she watched Rika and the other girls start to lose control and focus.
Rika’s body felt heavy, dropping to the ground next to Renamon, she looked over at Alice and Hiromi, both in the same predicament as her, the two collapsed on the floor next to one another, while Jeri fell before Nammahamon’s feet, surprising what part of the redhead that could actually think to see the Digimon catch and gently set her down.
Rika felt the world go dark, her mind a whirled of images, her family, friends, then finally settling on the image of her Gogglehead.
‘Ta... Takato...’ The last thing that went through her mind as she collapsed on top of Renamon. With the girls all unconscious, Agrahabahmon walked over to the unmoving forms of the group, giving Rika a slight nudge with her foot.
“Out like a light.” Agrabhamon commented, before turning to Naamahmamon.
“Contact the other side, and get the portal going. We have a new batch of girls to prepare.” She commanded.
“But they...” Nammahamon began to say, but was cut off by her older sibling.
“But nothing! They are perfect! I want them, especially the Nonaka girl.” Agrabhamon said back, smirking as she looked back down at Rika, looking forward to what she was in for.
“Sister, these are the Digimon Tamers! Someone will...” Nannahamon tried to speak, but was silenced when was silenced by the powerful backhand of her sister, bits of Data floating away from where Agrahabahmon’s claws dug in.
“Don’t question me again...” She spoke in an even icy tone, before she commanded. “Do as you’re told now...”
Naamahmon didn’t say another word, she just held her cheek, giving a submissive nod as she then turned and quickly left the room.
The older Succubus glared at where the younger one had just been, before returning her gaze back down at the unconscious redhead, she knelt down, brushing a few strands of her hair way from her face, studying it.
“Such a beauty, though I think you might look better as a blonde. We may need to make a few ‘improvements’ to you, and your friends. And as much as I hate to agree with her, Naamahmamon might just be right about that, but this is an opportunity I will not waste.” Agrabhamon thought aloud as she stroked Rika’s cheek with a clawed thumb, smiling to herself, thinking the fun she was going to have entrancing this lot and turning them into mindless slaves, especially Rika.
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