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Aña Sharapova

"Get back to work, all of you."

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a character in “Digimon: The Second Dimension”, as played by Sandbear

Description

Aña is the disciplined, seasoned leader of the AUA. She insists on being addressed as "Commander Sharapova" or simply "Commander." She does her job well in ensuring that everyone is doing their job. She is 46 years of age with green eyes and faded brown hair arranged in a loose but professional bun. She is quite tall for a woman and seems to look taller than she really is due to her dignified posture and way of striding down the corridors of Agency Headquarters as if to say, "Don't you dare bother me; I mean business." She is normally seen in dark teal uniform typical for most Agency workers, but hers is a shade lighter to set herself apart from the rest. Aña is Russian, so she speaks with a strong accent, but she speaks English fluently and is easily understood.

She is very fit, possibly as result of plenty of exercise, tirelessly gliding about the Agency building, shouting out orders. As long as Chief Sharapova is around, there is something to be doing. She is disgusted by any kind of laziness. The best way to get on her bad side without directly insulting her is to slack off. Even the smallest degree of disrespect, even if unintentional, is returned with her infamous "scowl of death." Although she is easily annoyed, she is not short-tempered. She is calm under pressure and can make decisions even when she is rushed. She is willing to listen to and heed suggestions, but she won't hesitate to inform someone if their idea is complete rubbish. She can be prideful and finds it very difficult to admit mistakes. She's the type of person who most people find difficult to form a friendship with. She doesn't like trivial chatter and if you don't have anything useful to say, she'll sharply tell you to shut up and get back to work.

Before the AUA, she was an accomplished Russian biologist. She stumbled across her (now deceased) predecessor, Dr. Joseph Seong, at the laboratory she worked at and was instantly suspicious of his random visit to the lab. Noting her exceptional performance, Dr. Seong shared with her (and a handful of other lab workers) his discoveries of the digital dimension. Needless to say, she was not convinced until he proved it by accidentally opening a gateway to the second dimension. She was pulled into the gateway, but the temporary opening closed, trapping her in the second dimension during the Ten-Year War. Among her adventures in the digital world, she found a digiegg of a fallen digimon warrior. When she held it, her life energy was transferred into it and it hatched into a white demimeramon named Enka. Together they began to develop their magical abilities and techniques until after four days, they found another temporary tear in the barrier. They returned to the first dimension together, not wishing to part, for the two had formed a strong partnership. By that time, Aña had already helped Enka digivolve to his in-training form of kyaromon.

After their return, Aña, Enka, Dr. Seong, and a ragtag group of scientists founded the AUA. Since working for Dr. Seong, Aña worked her way up over the years to become his second in command. After his tragic death, she took his place as Commander.

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So begins...

Aña Sharapova's Story

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Ping

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Pingpingpingpingpingping–––
Aña pressed a button on her headphones to receive the call.
"What is it?" she snapped irritatedly. She already knew who it was before the caller replied.
"Commander," Rose Ann addressed in a nonchalant manner, "You ought to come see this. It's quite urgent."
Her voice didn't sound urgent at all. No matter what the subject was, Rose Ann always drew out her vowels in a casual, relaxed way. Aña knew there was no way to predict the urgency of the situation based solely on the tone of Rose Ann's voice. She had a way of sugaring her statements and making a molehill out of a mountain, so to speak.
"I am on my way," Aña said into the mic of her headset, then added, "And I have told you dozens of times before. You only need to press the button once to call."
"Mm-hmm," Rose Ann was clearly smiling smugly on the other end, "Well, it is urgent, you know."
Aña strode through the dimly-lit halls to the command center. Rose Ann was notorious for a little mischief, but she wasn't one for stupid pranks. She knew not to say that something was urgent when it really wasn't, especially when addressing her boss.
A group of about seven agents surrounding a large computer screen sensed her approach and moved out of her way. Rose Ann reclined in her swivel chair as if she was bored.
"What's going on, Agent Shackleton?" Aña asked the female agent who was operating the computer.
"Massive barrier weakening in Sector 5," Shackleton replied, her fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard.
"I can see that," Aña shot Rose Ann a skeptical look, "How is this any different than the other big ones we've detected?"
"Well," Rose Ann sat up in her chair, "Just look at where it's at."
"We've had to clear public areas before," another agent explained, "But not in such a busy area. If you look here, you can see the weakened area's range—"
"We might as well try to evacuate Central Park," Rose Ann cut in, "We've slithered our way into law enforcement a teeny bit in the past, but we can't do this without taking over a whole police squadron, at least." She seemed more interested in how her boss was going to respond rather than the predicament itself.
{Oh, there's an emergency?} Enka's voice spoke in Aña's mind. Although she was now in the first dimension and couldn't use the life energy she wielded in the digital world, Enka and Aña maintained a strong, psychic link. They could still reach out with their minds and contact each other telepathically, even though they were no longer in the second dimension.They could also sense where their partners were located, depending on how far away they were. Aña quickly discovered that Enka was in his room.
{Ah, I see you are awake now, you lazy bum,} she chided, {Get down here. We have trouble.}
{I wasn't sleeping this whole time}
Enka was quickly making his way to the command center, {I was on the internet, reading a fascinating article about cholesterol.}
{Cholesterol of all things?}
{Yes. You know as well as I do that we digimon don't need such substances to survive, unlike humans. Did you know that high concentrations in your blood (also an interesting thing we digimon don't have) can be very hazardous to your health, causing conditions like atherosclerosis, which is a–––}
{Yes, yes, I know! I am a biologist, you nitwit.}
Enka amusedly ignored the remark as he scampered down the corridor.

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"Commander," Agent Shackleton said urgently, "The rate of barrier deterioration is accelerating. It has already ruptured in several places. It's very likely that humans and digimon will be able to pass through these barriers without even meaning to. The barrier has never weakened nearly this rapidly before."
"Heck, yeah," Rose Ann agreed, "Usually, the barrier weakens slowly enough to give me time to travel there by plane, check in at a hotel, and get a coffee while I wait for something interesting to happen. Looks like Starbucks will have to wait this time. That's too bad..."
Rose Ann rambled on about coffee as Aña resisted the urge to shut her up. It was a lost cause and, more importantly, she had to think quickly of a solution to the current predicament. Her brow furrowed in deep contemplation, her dark green eyes reflecting the world map on the computer screen.
Most of the map was tinted green, indicating that the barrier was solid and strong, keeping the two dimensions safely apart. Slowly fluctuating shades of blue signaled slight weaknesses, which were mostly ignored as such were common and unimportant. The colors that alarmed the agents to summon the commander were the concentrated splotches of orange above Annapolis, Maryland. Tiny dots of red would appear within the orange spots, then disappear, only to appear again elsewhere more numerous than before. The red indicated complete rupturing of the barrier--the kind that would allow passage to and from the dimensions.
"How much time would it take to get a good number of agents to Annapolis?" Enka inquired calmly as he perched on Aña's right shoulder.
"About half an hour," Aña replied, her voice quiet, "By then and at this rate of barrier deterioration, I estimate at least ten humans will disappear from this dimension and the same number of digimon will be brought here, roaming Annapolis."
"Ten?" Enka murmured, wondering where the number came from.
"It's more of a guess," Aña admitted. It was becoming increasingly clear that she was troubled as her Russian accent intensified. "Portals are very unpredictable, as you know. We don't have sufficient data due to the scarcity of barrier openings."
"There's a chance that nobody will go through the portal," an agent said hopefully.
"Don't count on it," Rose Ann said grimly, "These portals are opening and closing like there's no tomorrow. Commander, what's the plan?"
The room was quiet as the agents anticipated Aña's response.
"Agent Lewis, Enka, be ready to leave for Annapolis in exactly ten minutes," she barked, shattering the silence, "The rest of you record as much data as you can. In one hour, I want to know whether this rift is spreading and if it is, how quickly. Pay attention to the local news. Hack into social media. See if anyone has noticed this phenomenon. Enka, try to get in one of the portals. You and I will attempt to maintain communication as you guide humans trapped in the Second Dimension."
"And how am I to do that, exactly?" Enka asked, startled.
Aña answered him privately, {I do not know.}

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Character Portrait: Aña Sharapova Character Portrait: Daren Character Portrait: Rose Ann Lewis Character Portrait: Enka
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"Shoot!" Rose Ann hesitated before running towards the creature. She had to remind herself that although he (or she? she wondered) looked like some wild animal or alien, digimon have minds and think like humans do. If she saw a regular human collapse without warning, she'd naturally rush to help. Helping this digimon shouldn't be any different.
Enka was far ahead of Rose Ann, standing on his hind legs about ten feet away from the creature to get a better look at a safe distance. The creature was clearly unconscious, but the sense of caution that had served Enka when he fought in the Ten-Year War was still with him even now. He proceeded slowly until he approached the yorumon's head, unsure of what to do.
Rose Ann caught up a few seconds later.
"Maybe I should've grabbed the first-aid kit?" she wondered aloud.
"No," Enka muttered, "The supplies in there would only be useful to a human. Digimon don't bleed, neither do their bones break."
"So what's wrong this...guy?" She noted the fox creature's armor and weapons, "You don't think he'll wake up suddenly and attack us, do you? Seems the warrior-type, if you ask me."
Enka closed his eyes and concentrated for a second, "No, his life energy is depleted, it seems. It may take a while for his energy to recover."
"How do you know that?" Rose Ann, reassured, kneeled next to the digimon to get a closer look.
"Recognizing and sensing life energy is a skill all digimon can learn. Humans can learn it too."
"Think I could learn it?"
"Like all techniques requiring life energy, a human would need a digimon partner to tap into that power."
"Yeah, of course..." she mumbled. It hadn't occurred to her until now that maybe she wasn't well-suited for this mission. She was now trapped in the digital world with no way to defend herself. Perhaps Aña only wanted her out of her hair. Rose Ann smiled a bit at the thought. As much as their personalities conflicted, Rose Ann loved the AUA commander like someone would love a grumpy but doting grandmother.
"I'm going to attempt to revive him," Enka said, "It's the decent thing to do. And he may have seen a trapped human around."
He rested his right forepaw on the yorumon's chest and closed his eyes. He focused on the life energy coursing through his body and directed it to his paw and into the digimon. His body began to glow slightly, like a weak fluorescent bulb. About two seconds passed, and the light emanating from his body dimmed completely. He opened his eyes somewhat groggily.
"That should be enough," he thought out loud, "We'll see if anything happens."