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Who: Dr. Finitevus, Lance, Sara Sidle, Ritsu, Teto, Pidonus, partners (some)
What: Finitevus' revenge and makes himself a big enemy
When: June 24th, 2010
Where: Finitevus' Lab, Neon City Streets, Ritsu's apartment

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Stage One; Fini disables and tortures Lance. Finitevus' Lab in D'ango Forest.

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Finitevus stood before the stairs that led to his lab. He had his plan, and it was time to enact it. He just had to wait for BlackV-mon to make his move.

BlackV-mon was across the room next to Draca.

"Um..Draca. Would you like to go on a walk with me" he asked, sheepishly.

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The redhead fell through, landing face-down on the examination table with a jarring, bruising thud. It made him groan a little even under the curse, but he never even came close to waking.

Draca jolted as he caught the lance, wings thrusting back to charge into him and push through his grip. At the same time she twisted her head, breathing in to exhale blue fire at him point-blank.

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BlackAero V-dramon cried out as the fire hit him. He threw the lance to the side, using Draca's force against her, hoping she would move forward. He spun around and put his fists together and swung, hoping to smack Draca in the back.

Finitevus stepped through another Warp Ring and appeared in the lab. He moved over to Lance and quickly rolled him over and strapped him into the bed. Once BlackV-mon returned, then the knowledge extraction could begin.

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Draca's momentum and BlackAeroV-dramon's twist made her spin, off-balance, her wings beating for control and fighting the pounding in her head. Her tail lashed up in a blind strike, but it didn't hit before the other digimon's blow landed. Her back arched and she cried out, her wings jolting, momentarily paralysed as he hit just the right spot.

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BlackAero V-dramon took his chance and opened his mouth. He unleashed another V-Breath Arrow, the heatbeam aimed for Draca's back. He would take her down, for the doctor.

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The wingdramon had no chance. The blow sent her plummeting, tumbling end over end in the air. For one brief, strange moment of clarity she saw something like a clearing, a building, in the distance--letting up steam, half hidden by trees--and then her vision swirled and the forest came up in a whirl to surround her, followed by the ground.

She hit hard, throwing up dirt and mulch. Light flashed, and then the only thing left in the divot was a half-conscious dracomon.

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BlackAero V-dramon floated down to the ground. Light surrounded him and once it left there stood a very tired BlackV-mon. He walked over to the semi-conscious Draca and stared down at her helpless form. He bend down and gently lifted her up. He turned around and began walking back towards the cabin. He knew she wouldn't be any more trouble now.

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"Mmnn." Draca stirred, looking up at him wearily through her whirling vision, but didn't fight. She didn't have the strength for that; she had to gather it, for later. It was still--automatic--to lean into him, rest her head on his shoulder, and close her eyes.

She wouldn't apologise. But she wished it hadn't come to this.

Several Minutes Later

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Finitevus smirked as BlackV-mon moved over to the wall with the tubes. With a press of a hidden button in the wall, the wall rotated and there, in another identical set of tubes, sat several digimon, all bound and gagged. There was one tube open. BlackV-mon pressed the button in front of the tube with is foot and the tube slid open. He placed Draca inside and pressed the button again, closing it.

Finitevus turned to Lance and muttered a chant, his hand pressed to Lance's forehead. The curse was undone, and it was only a matter of time before Lance woke up. His boots were off and sitting on a table beside the bed, completely in tatters. Finitevus had already torn them apart and found a small recording device inside. He could not wait for the interrogation to begin.

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Half conscious, Draca stirred and opened her eyes in time to see how the tube was opened, but by the time she got her foggy thoughts together it was too late to resist being put in there--not that she could have done much anyway.

Lance also stirred, his breath hitching and eyes fluttering as he rose out of sleep. He groaned a little at the aches he felt first, his back arching slightly as he moved to stretch--only to have the restraints pull taut. His eyes snapped open, his breath catching, and he instinctively moved to shoot upright--only to have something close around his throat, jerking him back down to the table.

He coughed once the restraint around his neck had loosened, drawing in another steadying breath, and looked down, testing just where he'd been restrained. Wrists. Ankles. Neck. Damn.

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Finitevus walked around the table, a devilish smirk on his face.

"Glad to see you finally decided to rejoin us, Lance. I took the liberty of relieving you of your belongings. I must say, knives AND a recording device in your boots. You are truly a man of ingenuity."

BlackV-mon turned and watched the doctor, trying his best to ignore Draca. Seeing her in the tube hurt him. But he would never be able to admit that now. It was too late for regret.

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Lance's head snapped around at the sound of Finitevus's voice, his whole body tensing, hands jerking. The restraints were tight--on his wrists particularly, but even the one on his neck he could feel when he swallowed. The motion brought his boots into view, and for a moment his eyes flickered back to them, an expression of frustrated annoyance crossing his face. Dammit; he'd liked those boots.

He didn't answer the doctor's taunt, instead just moving his head to meet Finitevus's gaze coldly. He'd been as prepared as he could make himself, yes, even to hiding things in his boots. It was the only place he could think that Finitevus wouldn't instantly be able to look or suspect.

Draca pressed herself against the tube's exit to watch as much as she could, whining a little, unintentionally, when it pulled the wound on her back.

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Finitevus moved over to Lance, eyes locking with the restrained tamer's. He reached down and began to unbutton the man's shirt. Once he had the final button undone, he pulled it open, and even moved it as far off his shoulders as he could.

Finitevus eyes the exposed chest for a moment before returning his gaze to the man's face.

"Now then. You will tell me who else you are working with and the point of this charade," Finitevus said, his voice commanding.

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Lance stiffened as Finitevus moved closer and started unbuttoning his shirt, his hands jerking up automatically only to be pulled taut. But it was the lingering look Finitevus gave him made a chill run down Lance's back, even more than the feel of his hands on him.

He hid the unease, breathing slowly and steadily to counter the pound of his heart, meeting Finitevus's gaze with a closed face and no answer. He knew what was coming. It wouldn't change a thing.

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Finitevus put his hands over Lance's chest and began to chant. Black flames appeared around his hands. He pressed a finger to Lance's chest, the magic fire turning Lance's chest red instantly. The burns would not get worse than a dark red color, but the pain would feel so much worse.

"Tell me why," the doctor ordered.

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"Hnn--" Lance's jaw tightened, his body tensing and hands fisting at the touch. He swallowed down any other sound, but despite his efforts his breathing started coming a little faster the longer Finitevus kept contact, the burn starting to throb with his pulse, the faint scent of burning flesh coming to his nose.