Disclaimer: Nothing. I own nothing. Al I have in life is a laptop and an internet connection so I can post my stories.

Author's Note: On a serious note, I would like to apologise to any discrepancies that I have made in my own portrayal of Shinto religion in this chapter and the actual religion. In no way is my description supposed to be accurate, although all the places mentioned are. If anyone is offended by my portrayal of the Shinto religion, please leave a review o message me to that extent. On a slightly more personal note, this chapter has sapped me of my soul. It has been the better part of two months in the typing. I can see the whole story in my head, and I honestly don't care if it's hated. IT'S FINALLY FINSIHED!

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It was dawn on Monday. A day had passed since Izzy's unexpected visitor and normality and traffic had returned to the streets of Odaiba. Today was a public holiday, so the streets were filled with people; bustling this way and that, to make this appointment or meet up with that family member. But despite there being no school, the Digimon Emperor never slept so the digidestined had decided to meet at school at the normal time to continue the fight. Until then, however, the day was theirs.

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Far from the streets of Odaiba, rising up from the ground in central Tokyo sat the Tokyo Tower. From the tower's observation deck the entirety of area could be seen; including on a good day far off Mt Fuji. It was for these panoramic and extremely photogenic reasons that brought Kari Kamiya and her partner Gatomon to the tower early in the morning. Kari warmed her hands on a cup of coffee before taking out and preparing her ever present digital camera. It was just her luck that she had forgotten about her Media Class project. She would have been there earlier if a certain someone hadn't caught the smell of the Tsukigi Fish Markets while they were at the subway station. Not only had she missed the sunrise, but now she smelt of fish.

There were very few people up on the observation deck that morning, just her, a security guard standing next to the elevator and a strange kid who seemed to be talking to his backpack. After the kid had left, Gatomon was finally able to talk with her partner, jumping up onto the railing so that she was at eye level with Kari. Kari, however, was too busy to speak with her partner as she tried in vain to frame the Roppongi Towers without any glare. Unsuccessful, she was about to give up, when she turned around and saw before her the ocean. It had only been a few weeks ago that she had found herself surrounded by the darkness; lapping at her, threatening to overwhelm and drown her, just as those, 'things' had threatened to drag her into the Ocean of that world. Just looking out into Tokyo Bay was enough to send her mind back to that day. She shuddered and tried to push those memories to the back of her mind.

"Kari? Kari!" Gatomon was nearly yelling at her now.

"Oh… what? Oh, sorry Gatomon. I sort of spaced out there for a moment" Now that her mind had fallen back to that day, she wouldn't be able to concentrate properly for at least half an hour; her mind was filled to brim with conflicting thoughts.

She went over to one of the tables on the observation deck and started on her midmorning snack. She pulled out a fish wrapped in foil for Gatomon.

"You know Gatomon," she said slyly; her hand and the fish moving over the rubbish bin next to the table, "you really don't deserve this"
"Why not?" replied Gatomon innocently, although in her mind she was wondering if she jumped now could she snatch the fish, or whether she would just have to rip Kari's arm off.

"Because," she was dangling the fish over the bin now, "you cost me my allowance for the next three weeks with that fish you ate."

"How was I supposed to know that you had to buy it? If they put a fish out there in the open then they're just looking for trouble, aren't they?"

"It was a market, Gatomon. You're supposed to pay for everything"

"Then I'll just borrow the money off you next time. OK?" answered Gatomon before pouncing, grabbing the fish from Kari's outstretched hand, pulling off the foil and swallowing the fish whole before hitting the ground.

Kari just stared for a silent several moments as Gatomon licked her claws and tossed the foil into the bin before giggling at her partner's supernatural feat.

"Fine, if you want it that much, you can have it" she giggled before putting her lunch back and picking her camera up once more. She put to the back of her mind any thought of the past and concentrated once more on her assignment. She had to be at the school in a few hours and she was going to finish this damned project even if it killed her.

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From the Tokyo Tower where we found our first digidestined, one would be able to spy the Meiji Temple Complex; an enormous, sprawling parkland, with prayer gates ten men tall at all the entrances. And in the centre, the temple itself, dedicated to the souls of the Emperor Meiji and his Empress Shoken. It was one the grandest temples in Tokyo, and it was for that reason that the Hida family had made a visit to the shrine, to pay respect to Hiroki, Cody's father. Cody was usually a solemn child, but this day he was even more solemn than usual, his entire family was. Hiroki had been a good father, a good son and a good husband, and to have had him so cruelly taken from had plunged the family into despair. It was most likely his father's death that had made Cody such a quiet kid, but it had been his grandfather's urging that he was now wearing a black suit. It was important to honour the dead and one's family he had been taught, and so, for this day he had left Upamon with Yolei and had come with his family to the shrine.

While Cody was in his suit, both his mother and grandfather were wearing more traditional clothes. Cody's grandfather had wanted him to wear the traditional robes, but his mum thought that he looked much nicer in the suit. As they made their way along the wide, gravel path that wound through the forest in the middle of Tokyo to the Temple proper, they walked beneath the prayer gates that towered above them. Around the mammoth gates were a number of tourists; Japanese and Western alike.

"This is supposed to be a place of worship, not picture taking." Muttered Cody's grandfather. Cody turned his head to see a kid with a backpack taking a photo of the gate. 'He must be the same age as the other digidestined. I wonder what they're doing now' thought Cody before he pushed the thought back out. 'Not now Cody. You have more important things to think about now'

Having passed through the prayer gates, and now in the Temple proper the Hida family sat upon the tatami of the praying area, Chikara Hida tossing a couple of coins into the boxes for good luck. Then he began the prayer that he and the family had used every time they had come to the Shrine.

"We come here today to honour the souls of our ancestors. Of Hiroki, who died to save another; that he may receive the greatest rewards in death for the great and honourable sacrifice that he made. We also pray for our granddaughter, daughter and sister Aiko, who was so cruelly taken from us before we ever knew her." Cody's grandfather fell silent at these words and bowed his head to the ground in prayer. The times when the family attended the temple were one of the only times that Aiko was mentioned. When Hiroki had died, Cody's mother had been 7 months pregnant, and the grief of her husband's death had caused her to go into labour early. Aiko had only lived long enough to be blessed and named in Shinto tradition before dying only two days after Hiroki's death. The only other time that Aiko was brought to their minds was on her birthday, when, even if they did not mention her name, they were all thinking about the smallest member of the family over a birthday feast.

After several minutes of silent prayer, Chikara stood back up, and the rest of the family followed. It would take a while to get back home to Odaiba, and for Cody, it would feel much longer for the thoughts that now plagued his head. He had lost a father before he could really know him, and lost a sister before he knew her at all. Until he had met Upamon, it had been these two tragedies that had always bore down upon him, even if he didn't show it. But now, he had a bigger purpose, he had grown up because of his new friend; he had had to with the fate of the Digital World in the balance. The tragedies of the past would not weigh him down. A lot of thoughts were in his head, but it was a long trip home, he had all the time in the world to mull them over.

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Once again we cross Japan's capital to Kitanomaru Park. Traditionally part of the Imperial Palace, the park is situated right in the middle of the most affluent area of Tokyo. Surrounded on one side by the Imperial Palace proper, the Tokyo National Museum of Modern Art on the other, it was here in the early afternoon that many loving couples would picnic by the lake, enjoying each other's company or making the occasional marriage proposal. Davis Motomiya did not fit into either of these categories. He would by some be defined as lovesick, by most as obsessive, and by a few as a stalker. He and Demiveemon had spent the morning following Kari and Gatomon as they made their way towards Tokyo Tower. Davis had then lost them as Gatomon had made a run for the Fish Market. Cursing himself, he'd made a wild guess that she was going to the photography exhibit at the Museum. Now he was broke from buying tickets to the Museum, depressed over having lost the love of his life and pushed to the mental edge by Demiveemon's incessant 'Knock Knock' jokes.

"Davis?"

Davis' eyelid witched, fearing another 'Knock Knock' joke. "Yeah?"

"Are we still looking for Kari and Gatomon?"

"Yep"

"But it's been hours and my feet hurt and I'm hungry and..."

"Demiveemon. How many times do I have to tell you? Love is more important than food."

"You're only saying that because you got to eat breakfast this morning. I got zip."

"Demiveemon?"

"Yes Davis?"

"You don't want to be a failure, do you?"

"Ummm. I don't think anyone actually wants to be a failure"

"A laughing stock?"

"No"

"Then we're going to find Kari. I have no money left so we aint going home until we find her"

"What exactly are you going to do once we find her and Gatomon Davis?"

This question caught Davis off guard. He had planned this so well. He had tailed Kari and Gatomon to the subway station. He'd disguised himself with a fedora and trench coat, received strange stares from passers-by for her, and he didn't actually have a plan of what to do once he actually tracked her to her destination.

'Right,' he thought to himself, 'think of something Davis. You're supposed to be the leader of the digidestined, don't let Demiveemon down, don't…GOT IT'

"Demiveemon, we're following Kari because it's our job to make sure nothing happens to her. Someone has to protect her, and as I don't see T.H. here, it's up to you and me."

"Perhaps we just don't see T.K. here because he's actually with Kari and Kari's not here either" replied Demiveemon innocently. Davis had to fight temptation to throw his partner into the lake.

By this time they were passing a small café on the way back to the subway. He may not have any money on him, but the cards Davis had been dealt in life meant that he was very adept at begging. As he passed the café, a kid lifted his head from a book staring at Davis for a second before laughing, placing his book next to the backpack next to his chair and returning to his coffee.

'AHHH,' screamed Davis mentally, 'Why is the world laughing at me? What did I do to deserve this?' He had half a mind to punch the teenager in the face, but for once felt it was best not to. It was going to be a long time before he reached home, and he wanted to beat Kari back so that no one was suspicious. Not that there was anything to be suspicious of in the end.

"Right Demiveemon. I've got a plan to get us home. All you need to do is dance for money…" and so it was that Davis picked up Demiveemon, placed him on his head and began to explain his latest plan to get him home. The teenager left the park with his partner, leaving the happy couples to their own devices. There was always tomorrow to get Kari's attention he ruefully thought to himself. He may have not have gotten her today, but at least T.C hadn't either, had he. Had he?

"Faster Demiveemon, FASTER" he yelled, scaring several pedestrians. If that T.O had gotten his hands on his Kari…the pace picked up substantially as a boy and his lizard thing began to busk and beg their way across Tokyo.

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And now at last we return to Odaiba. What had once been home to the defences against Commodore Perry and his Black Ships had now become the home to the defenders of the Digital World. Unsurprisingly, it was an irony that not even Izzy had noticed yet. In the middle of the island lay the apartment block that housed the Hida, Takaishi and Inoue families. And in a small corner of the apartment block lay the Inoue family store. And inside the store a very bored and perhaps by this stage of the day a tad homicidal Yolei Inoue.

"Poromon?" cried a plainly frustrated Yolei. "Upamon?"

"Ready" chorused twin voices from down the other end of the shop

"Right….. GO!"

Nothing could be seen for a few seconds but if one listened closely you could hear the pattering of…And then coming from the back of the shop, rushing down the aisle, bouncing as fast as their limbs? could carry them came Upamon and Poromon, moving so fast that they seemed possessed.

"I'm winning, I'm winning!" cried Poromon before Upamon smashed into his side, sending him flying into the pre-packaged meat section.

"Not in this world bird-boy" shouted Upamon before triumphantly jumping into a laughing Yolei's arms.

"And the winner is Upamon," shouted Yolei to no one in particular as Poromon disentangled himself from the shrink wrapped chicken that was now leaking…something. "To the winner goes the spoils," said Yolei before handing Upamon some bars of chocolate which he consumed with sickening speed.

Now would probably be a good time to describe the small convenience store's current state. War zone. While everyone else was off for the day. Yolei got stuck in the shop. To make matters worse, no one, not a single person had entered the shop in the entire day. The only way she'd manage to keep her sanity for the last six hours had been through putting the two digimon in her care through competitions for chocolate. But now with the shop completely trashed, partly from the gladiator style fight she'd set up earlier, partly from the consequences of the drug like high that sugar seemed to bestow upon the two tiny balls of fur. Sighing at the complete destruction for her family's shop for her own perverse pleasure, Yolei returned to the counter and opened her seventh box of Pocky in two hours. God, it was soo boring here. Hell, she could be out doing stuff right now but noooo, she got stuck watching the shop. A part of her felt alone, abandoned by her parents and her friends, left in a dead end job. Other girls her age got to spend their free days with friends and better yet, boys. But what did she get? Nothing except for waiting for Davis and a sharp increase in her blood pressure. Why couldn't there be someone for her? She spent her spare time saving the world; she deserved at least a half decent boyfriend, free blood pressure medication to deal with Davis, something. She knew her thoughts were petty, but after spending the day watching Poromon and Upamon squabbling over chocolate bars, she honestly didn't care. Then her thoughts returned to the shop. She pushed out of her head for a moment what would happen when her parents saw the shop. She was idly wondering how she could blame the state of the shop on Davis when Poromon broke her out of her thoughts.

"Yolei, Yolei" shouted the small bird thing

"What?" replied Yolei, spraying more Pocky across the floor and onto her two digimon charges.

"Cus…cus…cus"

"Spit It Out!" She was getting angry now. All the frustration that had built up inside her during the day was beginning to erupt.

"CUSTOMER!!!"

The following few seconds involved Yolei grabbing Upamon and Poromon, throwing them behind the counter and her running to the door in a superhuman effort as the customer entered the shop. He must have been the same age as her. He had a backpack slung across one shoulder, but it was his skin that made it obvious that he was a tourist. 'Oh God,' thought Yolei to herself, trying to think back to her English classes at school. She said the first thing that came into head, cursing herself for sleeping through English.

The boy looked at her puzzled for a moment before responding in fluent but accented Japanese,

"It's probably easier if we just talk in Japanese"

Relief washed over Yolei. She had memories of the last time she had tried to communicate with and English speaking customer. It had not been a success.

"Is it really that bad?" she asked

"Well, you did ask me when the next train leaves the station, but I've heard worse"

"Anyway," Yolei wasn't going to embarrass herself anymore in front of this boy, "Welcome to the Inoue Convenience Store. With what can I help you today?"

The stranger thought for a moment. "If I had to survive off something for an indefinite amount of time and had no cooking skills, what would you recommend?"

Yolei looked around the shop, most of the food scattered across the floor. "Instant Noodles" she replied with great certainty. She couldn't cook if her life depended on it, and those instant noodles had saved her bacon more than once. "But, ahhhh, as you can see, they're sort of scattered around. How many do you need?"

"How many do you have?" asked the boy, before bending over and starting to collect the least damaged packets of noodles. "I suppose it would be too much to ask for a giant sack of rice, would it? I can boil rice pretty well."

"Actually, we have some in the back. One of the people in the apartment building has agoraphobia, so we ship the food to her in bulk. I'll go grab one." By the time Yolei had returned from the back of the store lugging a giant sack of rice along with her, she discovered that her customer was trying to tidy up the store.

"You don't need to do that" said Yolei before tripping over a frozen chicken and falling flat on her face. The boy helped her up.

"Nonsense. I'd feel horrible if I left you to clear up all by yourself" he replied as he pulled her up by the arm.

"Oh. Thanks. That's very generous of you"

"Not generosity, just a an overreacting conscience"

Yolei stared at him for a few seconds puzzled.

"Hmmmm. I think it loses something in the translation. By the way, my name's Will"

"Yolei" she replied, shaking the hand he offered.

Never underestimate the damage that sugar fuelled digimon can achieve. It still took the two an hour to clear up the store a level that health officials would deem suitable for human habitation. Of course, the fact that they spent most of the hour talking and blushing whenever they looked at each other didn't help at all.

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And then there was one. One digidestined left to visit. Five storeys above and about ten metres down a corridor lay our last digidestined, asleep. Sure, they were supposed to meet at 3:30 that afternoon, but in T.K's mind, that gave him until at least 2:45, 3:15 at the most to sleep. And that is what he had done. Having gotten Patamon watching a cartoon marathon on the television after his mum had left for work, T.K had barred the door to his room with a chair and fallen asleep. His room was not unlike the Inoue Store, as both could readily be described as war zones, but no light spied upon his dark domain, strewn with magazines, school book and hats.

When he had finally been woken up by Patamon's cries; the marathon had been replaced by infomercials and he couldn't operate the remote. T.K got dressed before staggering out into the daylight with Patamon on his head. Half blinded, T.K slowly and painfully made his way to Yolei's convenience store, swearing that if this is what happened after sleeping too long that he would never drink alcohol in his life. He arrived at the convenience store, almost back to his cheery, normal self, just in time to see someone emerge from the store backpack slung across shoulders, plastic bags hanging off his arms which were holding a large sack of rice. T.K managed to hear from his ramblings in English as he passed.

"…Stupid Izzy…closes down the port…prettiest girl in Tokyo…"

T.K was surprised to hear the word 'Izzy', but as he entered, it quickly left his mind. The shop was still untidy, but nowhere near as bad as it had been earlier. It was going to be much easier to blame this one on Davis. Yolei however was standing at the counter, face red, clutching a small piece of paper like it was made of diamond encrusted gold leaf. She didn't seem to notice that he was there.

"Yolei? Yoleeeiiii? What have you got there in your hand?" Suddenly she broke out of her silence, a huge grin plastered over her face. Then she saw T.K, blushed red again and shoved the paper into her pocket.

"What? Oh…ummmm, nothing." She smiled sheepishly, then shouted out, "Nothing but the phone number and e-mail address of the man I'm going to marry!"

"I thought you were going to marry Ken?" laughed T.K as he pulled himself up from the ground. As it turned out, Yolei's screaming was enough to knock him and a stand of tuna cans onto the ground.

"Yeah, but he turned out to be a megalomaniacal psychopath, didn't he? But not this one. He's smart, cute, kind. Perfect boyfriend material. And I've got his number!"

"So what's his name?"

"It's…oh dear."

T.K simply sighed.

"Don't you sigh at me. I'll remember it."

But Yolei wasn't given an opportunity to remember, because at that very moment a blur broke through the door, tackling T.K to the ground and screaming at him almost incomprehensibly.

"Right, where is she T.U? I know you've got her somewhere, so hand her over."

There was only one person in the world who could stuff up such a simple name. I mean for God's sakes, only two letters!

"Hey Davis" T.K said wearily, wondering if it was really worth waking up this morning after all.

"Don't you 'Hey' me. I know you're hiding her somewhere, so tell me now"

"What the hell are you talking about Davis?"

"Kari of course. You've stolen her from me. Now give her back. She's my princess"

Yolei butted in now

"Oh, right. I forgot. Kari's going to finish her media project today. She told me to tell you that she'll meet us at the school."

Davis just sweatdropped and T.K dusted himself as if nothing odd had actually happened. He'd almost gotten used to the constant berating and beatings from Davis and the occasional insinuation from Yolei regarding him and Kari. Sure, they were closer than most friends, but they hadn't been through what others normally would. Other kids, not even the other digidestined were not there at the top of Spiral Mountain being chased by Piedmon. Other kids hadn't been stripped down to data and lived to tell the tale, had they? T.K thought back to after they had defeated Apocylamon, that night in the woods (See my other work, A Dance in the Woods. Shameless cross promotion I know). In his mind, he had every right to be close with Kari. But one thing still worried him. "I care too much about you." Had he really said that? (His Master's Voice, just for those of you not well versed in Season Two lore) He had always been Kari's best friend, ever since their first adventure to the digital world. Afterwards, even though he'd lived on the other sides of the city, they'd exchanged e-mails, phone calls and see each other whenever he'd visited his brother. They'd told each other everything. T.K, his fears about his parent's divorce and Kari her own fears of her mum's cooking. Of course he cared about her, but now even he was questioning if there was something more. All he knew no was that he didn't want to lose Kari.

When T.K snapped out of his thoughts, he was a bit surprised to find himself halfway to the school with Cody alongside him, Yolei and Davis. He sighed to himself. He'd have to do something about this one day. The walk to the school was relatively uneventful. Davis was ranting about how he was so much faster than T.K at track, before falling silent when he saw Kari waiting for them near the school gate, which should have been closed seeing as it was a school holiday. Cody was the first to notice the open gate.

"Was the gate open when you got here, Kari?" he asked in his typical quiet voice.

"Yeah. I thought that was weird. What does it mean, do you think?"

"Maybe Izzy's using the computer room." suggested T.K

"Or Maybe Ken's there waiting to sneak attack us" suggested Davis, trying to one up T.K

"Well," concluded Yolei, whose blood pressure was starting to rise thanks to Davis, "Maybe we should find out."

So the group snuck into the school unseen, it was technically trespassing after all, and made their way towards the computer room. They were making their way up the main staircase when suddenly, Gatomon, who was at the front of the group, stuck up her paw in the air to stop everyone.

"SHHHHH," she said, ears twitching, trying to pick whatever she had sensed up, "I can hear something"

"I can't hear anything" piped Demiveemon before…

"YOU DID WHAT?"

"Oh, that. I can hear that" muttered Demiveemon to no one in particular as the group inched their way sneakily towards the computer room, from where the disturbance seemed to be coming. They were only a few metres from the door when the voices within began again.

"Okay, okay. Now please explain this again from the start Izzy. I really want to hear this."

"Only once you put down the monitor."

"Fine. Now what is it you were going to say?"

"Well Will…"

"Will?" whispered Yolei to herself before Kari shushed her and returned her attention to the computer room.

"I was just tinkering with the portal, trying to get it to respond to my digivice. And…"

"And?"

"And I may have caused the portal to deteriorate"

"Well. It had three days on it at least. So what is it now?"

"According to the computer? Ten minutes."
"TEN MINUTES?!" Another shout rocked the school.

"Now I understand that you'd be a tad upset Will. I mean, I know this was supposed to be your holiday and everything."

"Izzy," the voice was quiet now, "I was about to ask the prettiest girl I've ever met out to dinner. For a couple of days, I was going to live like a normal teenager. Well, relatively normal. I was going to do something else in my life except research for the Library. To be able to do something with my life. To talk with friends or go on a date or…I'm sorry Izzy, I'm rambling now, aren't I"

"It's okay Will. I know you're upset"

"Thanks Izzy. It's just, I want to do something with my life, life like a normal teenager for once. Ah well. I suppose it's time for you and me to go home, hey Boramon?"

"Yep" now a third voice entered the conversation. "But Will, aren't you supposed to give Izzy that stuff from Mimi"

"Oh Yeah, I nearly forgot. Mimi sent you another gift. Now don't you turn red on me Izzy. I was there when you professed your love to her in Central Park. Remember who brought you all the way to her doorstep?"

"I remember you stuffing up the co-ordinates and the digiport opening in California instead of New York."
"And wasn't that the best road trip ever? Anyway, here's your letter and a box of her brownies. Ummmm, I may have eaten some of the brownies."

"You did WHAT?"

"And now it's my turn to leave in a hurry. C'mon Boramon, we've got to unpack all this food back home. Thanks again Izzy for looking after Boramon."

"You ate the brownies she made for me. I'm going to kill you"

"Ummmm. Bye Izzy" This last bit a said hurriedly and nervously, and before any of the digidestined hiding in the corridor could react, there was a blinding light that flooded the hallway. The group was stunned for a moment, and then jumped behind the stairs as Izzy, checking that there was no one there, made his way down the other end of the hall, clutching the box of brownies rather zealously to his chest.

"What was that about?" asked Davis as they entered the computer room. Cody rushed over to the monitor that housed the digiport and saw that a natural portal was indeed closing. This didn't trouble him because he knew that their D3's would keep the portal open. He pulled up a map of the Digital World and looked at where the portal had last been focussed.

"Hey guys" he called the others over.

"What is it Cody?" asked Kari as the others gathered around the computer.

"Look at the map." He replied. "This is where the last digiport opened up to." He stated, pointing at one of the regions of the Digital World. It was a single white square, surrounded by controlled regions.

"What does it mean?" asked Yolei.

"Maybe they have some sort of weapon that they use against the control spires?" suggested Kari

"Perhaps they're actually working for the Digimon Emperor and he's letting them free for all the work they've done for him"

"Davis," replied T.K, "if that kid was working for Ken, then why would he be friends with Izzy and Mimi?" Davis just silently twiddled his fingers.

"And what was this about Izzy and Mimi being a couple?" said Yolei in a whisper to Kari, both of them giggling.

"Well," started T.K, "We don't know why this region has no control spire, but there's got to be something special about it so we should probably check it out. Agreed?"

"Agreed" was the unison from the digidestined and their partners.

"Well then," said Davis, making his way to the computer, "DIGIPORT OPEN"

A flash of light, then oblivion.

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The T.V was situated on a small mound of dirt, the digidestined lying around it, pulling themselves up and rearranging their clothes. They were in a clearing, with trees about ten metres away from the T.V. Actually, it seemed almost like the clearing was a perfect circle, the type that a machine would ma…

"Freeze Intruders. If you move, we will shoot" this was followed by the sound of mechanic clanking as whatever guards guarded the T.V moved slowly towards them.

"We surrender"

"Thanks a lot Davis"
"Yeah. Talk about the crest of courage"

The noise was getting louder.

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