Wicked and weak (observer/open)

[Mistral]

"There is always an alternative, it is only a matter of finding it. I offered them my help, but deaf ears rejected it, had he stopped being so stubborn in his belief that all he did was the only one and correct way I could have procured them with what they needed but now I can not offer them help as they would refuse it like they did in the past. And we in the numemon bar did obtain medicine through other means, human can toss away even precious things like medicine when they no longer need it and the dorumon should feel horrible if he indeed stole medicine from others who actually needed it and paid with the fruit of their hard labor for it. He did nothing but further keep her away from what could save her in a misguided attempt to help her, if he refuses to reason then force must be used to stop them before something bad happened, you must know about that, you used to do the same and without even trying to reason with other emerged digimon."

He replied. The human herself refused to accept any help when all it took to save her from herself was to bring her to the proper people to treat her illness. And the dorumon didn't help at all, he only sheltered her more from both digimon and human contact and did nothing to slowly convince her that not everybody was her enemy.

"If you can keep them away from the human civilization, where they can neither hurt others nor hurt themselves, please do it. The sole reason I wanted to stop them was because they would hurt others for their own profit and they would even feel justified to do it and see no evil in their action, and that is frown upon by anyone with ethics and morals like most of human and digimon population."

It was all the dorumon's fault, he just had to mention he stole and felt happy for doing that in front of somebody who would never tolerate unjustified sinful actions like that. The dorumon saw nothing wrong with stealing and even dared to say it was the best solution for their troubles. Joke would be on him if somebody stole what he stole, he would have to eat his own words and let the thief get away, after all stealing was OK with him.

"Renee ... it is a beautiful French name if I am not wrong. Gatomon would think it is a good name, she always appreciated the beauty of the world and would see the beauty in your heart as well, she was like that, always helping others and asking nothing in exchange. If weren't for her I wouldn't be here and instead my fate would be to become an slave of whoever attacked my hometown ... and maybe it would've been better if I died instead of her, she was stronger than me and would've overcome the trials of life better than I did ..."

Gatomon .... it is a bit weird how a single person be such an important influence in the life of others. Had he not meet her, Wizardmon would've continued his lonely life and be like a normal digimon, simply living and caring only for what happened in their micro universe, unaware of the greater picture that was the entire world and the problems that they could solve if only any effort was put into that. Such lack of empathy would have eventually lead him to not fight at all when black omnimon attacked and maybe even would've become one of his slaves, cooperating with him out of fear for his own life. Gatomon was everything for him and he often wished he were the one who died instead of her.

[Observer]

Renee sighed when she heard the commentary. Boy, this guy could make a simple compliment spoiled with what he had to add next. The fox would have appreciated it much more if he would have said it for himself. But no, it was always "Gatomon said this", "Gatomon believed that", "Gatomon did something something else...". At the moment Renee was seriously doubting if there was anything left of Mir besides these ... someone else's goals.

- Mir ... next time you wish to make a complement ... speak for yourself, not for somebody else I did not even know. I am sure she was wonderful and virtuous and several times better than anybody, but I really wouldn't wish for her approval. - she replied a bit warily - the feline's influence was suspiciously ... pervasive? Anything short of that would have never made anyone such a raving fanatic. There was a good difference between genuinely respecting and even loving a person and worshiping blindly. And it looked to be the latter case to Renee.

- And yes Mir, I did do that a lot in the past... I won't say I am proud of it, but I did. And most of them deserved it anyway. This is why I asked you to allow me to deal with them. I still do not see theft as a great crime, humans produce far more than they need, or can use. But if I will find them completely irredeemable ... which I highly doubt will be the case, ... judgment will be swift. No need for you to mar your hands, mine are elbow - deep in it already... - she added somberly. Between them, she was the former murderous assassin who enjoyed her job a tad bit too much, before finding herself on the receiving end... And it wasn't too hard for her to slip back to old ways from time to time. During active combat her old self returned.

She looked at the girl, who was apparently sleeping on the improvised pillow Lunamon provided. Her face was blank, and completely innocent expression of a child could have bribed anyone. Poor thing ... it must have been horrible to leave in a fake dream borderlining with drug-induced nightmare, where even such short breakouts would cause such pain. She gently wrapped several tails around her body, like a blanket, luckily she had so many of those, and said:

- She needs to see a doctor... Badly. That can help... cure this illness.

[Mistral]

"I apologize for that, but I simply cannot stop thinking in her. Gatomon was the love of my life and I was the happiest during the time we were together ... she saved me from a lonely life when I had nothing worth living for and since then I loved her and she loved me back, there is not a single moment in which I do not think in her, in what we were doing together and in the family we never managed to build around us. Even after so many years since her death I still love her and I'm sure I will never be able to love somebody again, I can't betray the undying love we shared and still share for we promised to be together and officially start a family together once we made enough for the world, but with her gone all I can do is continue working alone in our project until death reunites us again to be together forever, ever."

There were two turning points in the life of who once was a wizardmon: When he met gatomon and when she died. She had such a huge impact in his life that his only reason to live was to show to the world that gatomon indeed lived and existed, and her ideals would never fade even after she was gone. His devotion and loyalty for his first love was so strong that for him, the hell of doing everything he could do and even do the impossible to create a peaceful world was worth the many humiliations, pain and near-death experiences he suffered since he started his mission. They could've become husband and wife, never did as they promised each other to only begin a new stable life in a quiet place of the digital world once they made enough difference in the world and others could be as happy as they were.

Sensing how his speech was annoying the fox digimon for some reason, he decided to drop the gatomon subject and answer to her proposal.

"We all have things we are not proud of, I'm ashamed of having failed to save gatomon but not of doing even the impossible for our dream. Please, deal with them in fastest and painless way, I hope I'm simply overreacting, but its just that all great criminals started as petty thieves, if only they at least were aware that thievery is bad but was the only way they knew how to live it would be forgivable, what it is not forgivable is how they find they are on their right to steal, which could evolve into feeling justified to kill because its their right and who knows how far they could go ..."

Oops, he did it again, he mentioned gatomon again, but only once this time, it was hard to forget his first and only love and to make things worse, since he was reformatted into a lunamon, he felt more emotional than usual and sometimes his emotions clouded his mind. The mysteries of evolution were many, and rare were the cases in which digimon were unaffected personality wise by evolution and de-evolution.

"I apologize for my outburst of emotion ...since I acquired this new body I have a hard time controlling my emotions ... and about Mistrail I agree, she needs help, but her parents are hardly ever in home, they are very busy businesspeople who only drops once a while to leave money and disappear as fast as they arrived. I once had my chance to talk with them, but I was still unsure about my partner's mental health so I acted as if I were one of her cosplay friends, her parents simply tossed me more money and left. I think they are the kind of people who thinks they can express their love with money and I shall seriously talk with them about Mistral the next time they return in around a week, I will tell them everything about me as well and they will have to accept that there are two troubles in their home, their daughter's mental status and mine presence as a digimon. It will be a too direct approach but I believe they need to know everything to help their daughter."

He carefully and gently caressed the female humans's head and believed that as the humans says "go out of the closet" would help. His fate after telling the truth was uncertain, but it was worth for the sake of helping his partner; it wouldn't be the first time nor the last time he would do things that went against his own safety, gatomon and he always put the happiness of other first and their own at last.

[Observer]

Gatomon, gatomon, gatomon... Well, now Renee knew pretty much the whole story. So the two were betrothed, and that explained everything. The fox could have given an analogy to such a fanatical devotion. Gatomon was like Jesus to him, so he decided to sacrifice his own life to servitude of her goal. It was sad. Renee did not say anything, simply shook her head in disagreement. She'd feel guilty about ruining someone's life like that, so this gatomon should have felt the same.

- You're right, Mir, you do have trouble controlling your emotions. Just listen to yourself, you wish to kill off a guy, who was your friend, because he steals and hates. The wizardmon I knew would have thought this a million times through, and still would not have committed such ... betrayal. A killer must possess a cold mind, and know an exact reason why he kills, you don't have one, so don't try. I think you should ... take a break from it, until you return to be more reasonable. If you hold your Gatomon in such a high regard, ask yourself "What would she say if she'd hear you're ready to stab and old friend, even for a better cause? - Renee used the lunamon's obsession as a counter-argument - it will make him either resign or twist the memory of his beloved. If it would be the latter - well, Mir would lose serious respect points in her eyes. Renee respected honesty, at least to oneself. When she killed evil digimon, who attacked her, she still was conscious about her role as a killer. Denying it would be hypocritical. This would also be the case.

- And I do not think it would be wise to show yourself to humans that do not know about you. Hypnos works to hide digimon existence from general public for a reason, y'know. They're going to freak out. And you will probably get separated from your friend, she'll be left heart-broken, and that will not make her more sane. But there is another way. Find ... someone for her. Someone who will care, and someone who already knows about digimon. That someone will be able to do what parents would not - bring her to a doctor. It is the only way... - Renee advised, but stopped, upon seeing the girl twitched and yawned - she was about to awake, which meant it was time for the mystic fox to go.

- I should leave, Mir. I fear my appearance could cause such painful breakthroughs again. We will talk again ... someday, should you pass by the forest. Until then ... farewell. Think on what I told you... - she bid the small digimon farewell, before disappearing into the woods. She considered Mir lucky though - in his life, he had a special someone. Even though she's no longer with him, memories of good days should have remained still. Not everybody had that special someone... Not everybody...

[Mistral]

"You are right, I haven't been a rookie digimon in a long time and forgot how emotional one can be ... Gatomon wouldn't like to see me acting like this, she would've stayed with those two to help them even if they caused her harm ... maybe I should take some time to reorganize my ideas"

Lately he was so busy trying to help everybody that he forgot about helping himself, he hadn't take a break since ... well, he actually never took a break, he become a full time savior of digimon and mankind since the moment gatomon died and never dedicated any time to himself, the accumulated stress combined with his current form giving him less control of his emotions made him make some bad choices and that was even affecting his partner, who was in dire need for mental care.

"I know what you mean with that, but if Hypnos was looking to keep digimon's existence as a secret, it has failed a long time ago; I've read in the internet and in old documents about what happened two years ago and how it was related with that red digimon eraser that attacked the digital world. Such thing cannot be simply covered with lies and there are many sites dedicated to digimon, many are censored and closed most likely by the doings of hypnos, but many others appear to replace them. It is a reality that digimon exists and to try to hide it from the population is naive. You called me before naive but what hypnos is doing is naive as well and I'm sure Mistral's parents will understand me, they know me as only a midget cosplayer friend of their daughter and saying that I'm a digimon I doubt would cause them much impact, they looked like cool and serious people."

Indeed, it was impossible to hide the existence of digimon, the only way Hypnos could succeed in their impossible goal would be to outright ban any sort of media and brainwash or kill those who know about their existence and makes sure to tell everybody about it. Would Hypnos go to such lengths? maybe, but then they would be known as criminals even by their own government the moment they decided to attack other human beings.

Mistral was starting to wake up, and the fox found safer for the human not to see her when she awakens, so she left them as lunamon simply watched her disappear into the vastness of the forest. He looked at his friend and continued softly caressing her head.

"Its been a long day, let's return home, my friend."

"Hmm ... ok, I wanna sleep more and this place is bad ..."

Half-asleep, the human girl stand up and holding the hand of her companion and friend, both left the forest. They had lost something in the past, but in this very day they finally recovered something that was precious for both of them.