Beliamon grew even more nervous by the moment, and more and more unsure of her own abilities by the second.
She took note of her surroundings. The grove that the humans were sleeping in was a clearing surrounded by tall, dark trees. In the center of the grove was a concentretion of lighter, younger looking trees, they were much shorter and beared fruit. The fruit that hung onto the trees varied in color, but for the most part they were plump, white, shiny apples.
These must be those meat apples I've heard about, Beliamon smirked as she turned her head up to see the white fruits waving slightly over on their branches with the warm, calm breezes of the night. Certainly, they must have been staying here for a while as their camp didn't appear newly settled and there was a bit of a cumulative mess towards the left side of the site.
Suddenly, Beliamon noticed the humans themselves. Sure, she had know they would be there sleeping, but actually seeing them sleeping was seemed different altogether. Seeing them slumber peacefully under the cool moonlight while she was intruding and would ultimately break and violate that peace struck her, but just a little.
If they woke up, they would see her for sure, and they might jump to the conclusion that she was with Cherubimon or had her own evil motives, and for that, they would be partially correct. Beliamon found it hard to believe that these quiet, little, sleeping children could transform into some of the Ten Legendary Warriors, possibly with enough power to tear her to pieces.
...but lucky for her, she had quite a bit of power of her own to dispense so that wouldn't happen...
She counted five of them total. There was one brown-haired boy who looked quite heavy already that was wearing a blue, zipper-down jumpsuit, and he appeared to be sleeping in a pile of leaves. On the opposite side of the camp, seemingly, as far away from this boy as possible was the only girl in the entire party- she had blond hair and wore a purple dress, striped top, and jacket that also happened to be purple. She was turned over to one side in a hammock between two of the meat apple trees- one of the white meat apples had fallen from one of the trees into the hammock and had landed to her side.
Maybe I should gather a few meat apples before I leave... Beliamon contemplated as she looked towards the middle of the camp.
There was one, small, very young boy, who owned a large, orange hat and was currently using it as a pillow. He laid quietly sleeping close by another boy laying his back against a tree. This other boy wore goggles and had a yellow shirt on. He rested his hands on his belly, which seemed a bit swollen and was snoring loudly with his mouth wide open with his eyes closed.
She didn't want to harm them... honestly, she felt too bad about even being there. Although she did sigh a breath of relief that it was she, a mage that specialized in fattening, that was selected and not some quiet, assassain digimon to kill them. But there had to be a reason why Dark Lord Cherubimon wanted them fattened as opposed to killed if he hated them and wanted them destroyed so badly. She wasn't exactly even sure of why he wanted them in the first place.
Finally, her eyes caught the last slumbering boy. He too was lying against a tree, although it was apparent that he spaced himself far away from the others. Beliamon could tell that he was a loner for one reason or another. He had long dark hair and wore a blue jacket and appeared distressed, even when sleeping.
It would be him.
It was then when Beliamon decided that she would take matters into her own hands. She would have to stall, and she wasn't exactly sure on what she was doing, but it was something.
Looking at the boy who dressed in dark blue, she snapped her fingers and watched as his body began to slowly, eerily float upwards as he started to glow with a yellow aura. His body floated belly-up through the night air gracefully to Beliamon's side as she noticed a bag was left by the tree where he had been sleeping.
"Hmm..." she observed, whispering to herself, "I might not want to leave that here," she said as she made it levitate too, directly to her hand, but it was much harder to levitate two things at once and she had to concentrete very hard until the bag was in her hand.
She was sure to put a few... well, to be truthful, a little more than a dozen meat apples in the bag. As she turned her vision to the boy who was floating by her side in midair, laying flat and parallel to the ground, she caught sight of his face.
It seemed indifferent and peaceful yet there was something about his sleeping face that signaled that even he knew something was going on. She looked directly into his face and whispered, "Tell me your name," as his golden aura sparkled a little bit more brightly.
Subconciously and in the core of his sleep, he only muttered one word, "Kouji..."
"Kouji, huh?" she asked as she started to walk away from the camp. Like magic, Kouji's body hovered and followed her.
She had planned it that she would hide for just a while, do her job with one child before moving onto the next. By seperating the children and keeping tabs on where exactly they were, it would give Cherubimon a great upper hand... but honestly, she really felt she didn't have the heart to do it...
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