A Lost Factor-Jasmine's Story
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A Lost Factor-Jasmine's Story

Chapter 2-Her Worlds United

"Jasmine?" Dr Wasiku said, as she stood staring out the window. "Who is this person? And what do they know about what happened? The others are looking into it, and the Tamers have been sent out to try to get a handle on the situation. But apparently you know more than we do."

Jasmine looked at Dr. Wasiku. She'd been working here since she returned here, the first time, about 3 years ago, and that was right after the D-Reaper problem. He reminded of of Wazumi so much, even if Dr. Wasiku was older, and didn't have Wazumi's crazy history. "I don't want to tell...but I have to. I'd prefer to do this in the office. The others can find out later, or at least what is needed. I may say things that may be weird or complicated." she finally said.

Dr. Wasiku led her into the office, and closed and locked the door. "Okay, please explain, but however you want and feel comfortable with," he said as they sat down.

"In all honesty, I'll never feel comfortable with this. I've told you about the other dimension, and showed you those charts. Jenni's world and this world are parallel, or at least very close. Right before I came back here last fall, Jenni and the others were in the middle of trying to stop Realemon, the illusion digimon I told you about. In the Final Battle, I'm not sure what was happening, since I was sent into the Memory Canyon, a place were any Digidestined would loose there memories. I was trying to save them, and I have no idea what happened. I know that Jenni got caught, she appeared in the cave right before Canamon, my friend Pirelli's digimon, decided to take me out of the cave. Maybe she saw it's hopeless, that little digimon never says a word longer than one syllable. When I can out, Pirelli thought that things were getting bad, and sent me back here. I have no idea what happened besides that."

Jasmine tried to hold back the tears in her eyes. "But now with Wazumi's letter, I know what happened. They lost. My friends lost, and now I've lost them. I'm not going to be like Jenni after Realemon got her, when Jenni was extremly sensitive and cried about anything relating to pain or her friends being hurt by Realemon. Because...now I know that we have trouble. I know that things are going to change, and they already have. Looking at what they did...it's hard to even believe Wazumi did this, he can't even be around illusions, how can he surivive when controled by one?"

Dr. Wasiku looked at her curious. "It seems Wazumi is involved in this, but you've never said anything about him, not last year or any time before."

"Yes, I don't talk about him much, but he's one of the more complicated friends," Jasmine said, looking down at her lap. "It's not like he was a secret boyfriend or anything, just a close friend, like the others. It's just tricky to say in a way that makes sense. Wazumi used to, or is, well, he's a digimon, Wizardmon, but he used to be dead, or a ghost. I wasn't there when this happened, so I'm just telling a story told to me. He met Brian, a friend, and thought that he could use him to come back to life. He used this lab he set up to create a human form, so he could be just like a human. He made up the name Gateau Wazumi. Gateau is french, meaning 'cake', but it sounds like gato, and that was in resepct to his best fried Gatomon, who was a digimon of one of the Japanese Digidestined in that dimension. But Brian's need for a digimon brought Wizardmon back to life, so they got stuck together, but Wizardmon could still be Wazumi, since he prefered to use that name since Brian and others teased him about being named 'Cake'. Brian still does tease him. But, when we meet Realemon, Wazumi found out that he couldn't be near the illusions without getting sick. He could as Wizardmon, but not Wazumi. How Realemon is controling him with an illusion, I don't know, since he couldn't even be near N'amie, this illusion girl Realemon made, without fainting. I just don't understand."

Jasmine whiped the tears off her face, and looked at Dr. Wasiku. "I don't know how he did it, but if he fused the worlds. I'll just think of this in steps. First, if he did fuse the Real and Digital world together, then we have problems. Everything will be a mess, with, well, since the D-Reaper thing, you probably understand what needs to be done. You said the Tamers were sent out. Good, since they will be needed. Especially if we can't get help from the other dimensions.

"But if the dimensions themselves ar fused together, then, we have a real serious problem, because Realemon can come here. We need to find some way to stop her illusions. They change and control reality the way she wants. I do know one person who can help. Or actually, a digimon. Lunamon. I have to find her. If the worlds are all fused together, like Wazumi says, then I should be able to get there, somehow, without a digivice or D-porter."

Jasmine stood up and walked to the door. "I'll be useless here, just someone looking at charts and maps and trying to play with theories that no longer apply. I have to do something, and I'm the only one left with my memories and free will to do so. I'm going. Good luck on this side, and I'll try to keep in communication with you." She walked out the door before Dr. Wasiku could say a word.

She left the DigiReal station, just as Takato was coming back. "Where're you going? What's going on?"

Jasmine looked at him, wondering if she had time to explain to him, and go home and prepare for the journey. She didn't know how the worlds were fused exactly, but knew that she would at least have to get to California, where the Lost digidestined lived.

"Put simply, one of my friends fused the Real and Digital world together, then put this dimension and my friend's dimension together. Because that dimension lost to a digimon who can control things with her illusions. And I need to go and stop them, now." She left, needing to get home, while there still was one.



A Lost Factor-Chapter 3-A Long, Wet Road Ahead