AN: Oh... My... GOD! How long has it been? Erm, 3 or 4 weeks?

*SMACK!*

Renamon: No you dolt, its 7 weeks today since you last updated; and the FIRST day of 2011!

AltairN: Owww! That actually hurt! *Rubs face* Oh right, well I apologise for my rude behaviour regarding my story. I know I haven't updated in soooooo long, but I needed to think about my studies before anything else. I struggled getting back home due to the awful British weather during these past couple of weeks. Finally now that Christmas has come and gone and New Year is upon us; I thought I'd treat everyone with a FIRST DAY update of 2011 :)

Takato: I should hope that you are more dedicated in your writing skills now that you have had time to think it over these past weeks.

AltairN: Ahhh! Where did you come from?

Renamon: It seems even the author has little to no control over who enters his story.

Takato: Altair, I came through an object called the door. You know, when it opens and closes on hinges...

AltairN: Shut up! Right now on with the story... AND HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011 TO EVERYONE! :D

*Disclaimer*

Takato: In no way shape or form does AltairN own Digimon. Cause if he did, I'd be a lot cooler ;)

EXTRA

AltairN: I wanted to flesh out the chapters a bit more, because when I first released this, I had chapters 1 through to 6 already completed. But I knew there were some errors (like chapter 2, 3, 4, and 5 all below my mark set for how many words per chapter) and also the amount of swearing (which I have thankfully toned down a lot). This story is an M-rated fic so I apologise for Cyberdramon's mouth in this chapter and expect some mild language and other various acts of maturity later in the story.

As the sun rose peacefully over the horizon; shining its radiant light down upon the surface of the Western Quadrant of the Digital World, all was quiet. A small village near the borders of the Southern Quadrant was pleasantly quiet and not a single noise was heard as dawn broke...

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" a loud noise echoed around the landscape, disturbing the peacefulness that was the morning. "WILL YOU STOP DOING THAT EVERYTIME YOU WAKE UP? YOU GOD DAMN SLOTH!" a feminine voice suddenly screeched out disturbing everything that wasn't awoken by the loud yawning of one small dog-bunny Digimon.

"Well, excuse me for enjoying my sleep last night!" the dog-bunny Digimon, known as Terriermon, shot back. The female suddenly came into view of the bunny Digimon; she was at least 3 feet taller than him, had yellow-golden fur covering most of her body, with two purple coloured arm guards strapped onto her. This was Renamon, the kitsune Digimon. She pointed a finger (AN: claw, anyone?) at Terriermon, "Well, you obviously didn't hear what happened around 2 this morning! Did you?" she bellowed at the cream coloured Digimon.

Terriermon's face lit up, "Why? What happened? I must have slept through it!" he sounded confused. Renamon sighed, "Well, clearly you did sleep through it all last night..."

"What the heck happened?" shouted Terriermon in anger at the fact he was ignored.

"Quiet, I'm trying to think how to best put this!" Renamon snapped. "I might as well just put it to you straight!" she smirked. "Those two were out again last night!" Terriermon's eyes widened, "Awwwww man! Does that mean we have to go and find them, fix them up, and clean up the damage they've done... again?" he moaned.

Renamon smiled, "You got that right! I was afraid that your miniscule amount of common sense would have disappeared by now..." she walked off, not waiting for Terriermon to catch up. "Wha... HEY, I only just got that! Come back here!" he yelled, running off to find and catch up with the fox-like Digimon. He could hear his foxy companion chuckle at the sight she just put him in. He then launched himself into the air, and begun to use his ears as wings.

Renamon glanced back at the bunny Digimon, noticing that he was now at head height, "You've grown really accustomed to that haven't you?" Terriermon smiled, "Yeh, it saves me working my small legs..." Renamon chuckled at that. "...and I can get to places faster too!" Renamon snapped her head back around...

Facing in front of the two Digimon was three other Digimon they knew... the looks on their faces signalled that of worry. Renamon's face dropped; the lion Digimon known as Leomon was standing next to two others. One was an identical copy of Terriermon, except that this one wasn't as lazy and didn't moan every five seconds. Of course this one was a female, with a slight dark purple tinge to her body, and three small horn looking objects sticking out the top of her head. She was known as Lopmon. The other Digimon floating next to them looked like a small pixie with wings on the back of its body. This was of course another female, and with a heart shape in the middle of her body. She was known as Marineangemon.

Leomon was the first to speak. "Cyberdramon and Guardromon are already there trying to find them. Unfortunately, no success so far!" he looked on at Renamon and Terriermon's facial expressions. Terriermon spoke up "What you mean... trying to find them?" Lopmon sighed, "He's saying that when they were both fighting last night, they could obviously hear the noise, because we've heard them before. But when they went to investigate about an hour ago, they couldn't see anything... apart from a ton of sand that was blown in from the Western Plains!"

Renamon's paw clicked, "Where are they now?" she asked. "Erm... right where we left them; on the border between the Western Plains and the village!" responded Marineangemon. "They must be buried underneath all that sand that was blown in last night! Damn!" Renamon cursed. She looked up at everyone, "Come on let's move, so we can help Cyberdramon and Guardromon!" she exclaimed. "Yes?" she stopped and waited for an answer from the other Digimon.

"OK!" they replied. Leomon, Marineangemon and Lopmon were in the lead with Renamon right behind them. Terriermon still hadn't moved from his place. He blinked...

"Oi! Wait for me!" he yelled, using his long ears to propel him through the air once again. He caught up with the rest within five minutes. He glanced down towards were the rest of the Digimon were. He shouted down towards them, "And anyway, it's like the sixth time this month, can't they just stop it once in a while..." not at all please as to what his friends had done... again.

Leomon sighed, "Doesn't he realise that by now all Takato and BlackGuilmon do together is put each other on death's door!" He looked up at the cream coloured bunny Digimon, "See anything?" he cried.

"I heard that!" the bunny Digimon shouted back towards the lion.

Terriermon looked down to see what the lion Digimon wanted. He nodded when he heard Leomon; he moved his head back up and began scanning around the area with his eyes. He could just about spy the beginning of the Western Plains over the 50 foot wall that surrounded the eastern side. It stretched out as far as the eye could see, with some pillars situated on the wall as outposts. Some 50 miles into the desert lay end of the Southern Quadrant. Terriermon shuddered at the thought if Takato and BlackGuilmon fought too close to the edge.

Now back to the task in hand... he couldn't really see anything, except he could just about spy some very deepen dug holes in the sandy dunes.

"Hey! I see holes... and quite a lot of them!" he yelled back down to the group.

Renamon heard what Terriermon had said before anyone else; "Holes? A lot?" It suddenly clicked in her mind. "They're digging for them!" she looked up at Terriermon, "How many holes would you say there are Terriermon?" she asked quickly, wanting to help her friends out as best she could. 'You regard him more than a friend though, don't you?' a small voice echoed in the back of her mind.

Terriermon heard Renamon's question and quickly scanned the outskirts of where the village wall met the Western Plains. His eyes widened considerably when he noticed quite a large number of holes in the ground. "I'd say at least a couple hundred, maybe more!" he replied back.

Renamon's eyes widened, "A couple hundred?" she repeated in shock to the other Digimon. They gasped. "Either Cyberdramon is a fast digger or they've been down there for longer than we think!" Leomon suspected.

"Anyways, come on. Let's move!" exclaimed Renamon.

And with that, the five Digimon sped off towards the Western Plains.

The sandy dunes known as The Western Plains was never a good think to come across. Many Desert Storms passed throughout the day and night; causing havoc across the nearby outpost villages that was situated on the border of the desert. It was such a rarity that there were no desert storms on this one day. It could have been balancing the force of nature back to normal, due to the catastrophic 'Digital Storm' that hit late the night before. Last night had clearly been one of the worst 'Digital Storms' in over two years; it measured about 7.6 on the Richter scale, every Digimon within 1,000 miles were affected with the aftershock of the storm, thankfully no one was injured. The dunes decided to keep within its boundaries this time; for what reason nobody knew.

In the sandy dunes of the Western Plains were two Digimon, one was a Cyborg Digimon with special eraser-made armour. The Digimon was also part of the legendary Dragon man linage, thought to be long lost. He always was very feral towards friends and foes alike. This Digimon was more commonly known as Cyberdramon. The other Digimon that was with him had a solid iron armour body with a tint of bronze. He also had two rocket jets strapped to either shoulder that joined onto his back. This Digimon was known as Guardromon. The Western Plains was now covered in a multitude of huge holes that stretched down as far as 100 feet.

"Can you see them down there?" yelled Guardromon. Silence... then... "I can't see what the fuck is in front of me, never mind anything else!" a voice screamed up towards him. "How far down are you?" Guardromon shouted back. Nothing...

"I'd say about 80 feet! *cough cough* Has Leomon gone to get the rest of them?" he screamed once more. "Yes he has! They should be here soon!" Guardromon bellowed back. Silence once again resumed... "How long is soon? I'm getting pissed off down here!" Cyberdramon yelled. Guardromon sighed, "I don't know! He left about twenty minutes ago, so I'm guessing about another ten to fifteen minutes!"

...**Tumbleweed rolls across the desert**

"DAMN!" screamed Cyberdramon.

"What's up?" shouted Guardromon who was alerted to the sudden noise down below.

"NOTHING!" a very infuriated Cyberdramon shouted back.

"It didn't sound like nothing!" Guardromon replied back to the Cyborg Digimon.

"SHUT UP!" Cyberdramon was clearly pissed off now.

"What's up?" Guardromon asked again.

"I...I STUBBED MY FOOT... THERE YOU FUCKING HAPPY NOW?" Cyberdramon yelled, infuriated that he caved in too easily and told his fellow Digimon what his problem was.

Guardromon listened for a moment; until... "WAAAHAAAAAH! THE ALMIGHTY CYBERDRAMON, WHO IS FEARED BY PROBABLY EVERY DIGIMON IN THE SOUTHERN QUADRANT, IS MOANING BECAUSE HE STUBBED HIS FOOT! HAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAAH!" Guardromon collapsed onto the desert sand and began laughing hysterically.

"IT AIN'T FUCKING FUNNY! ASSHOLE!" Cyberdramon threw his head back and his voice echoed upwards and out of the 80 or so feet hole. He turned back towards what he stubbed his foot on. He got on his knees and began feeling around his left foot to find the object he hit it on.

Suddenly, he felt something that was most definitely not rock and sediments. He began to dig a bit further towards the weird object that felt different. He finally dug some more and revealed a bit more of the object. He felt it once again... he gasped, it was something soft and squishy on the outside, but really hard in the centre. It almost felt like an arm... "SHIT!" he screamed.

Guardromon up top heard Cyberdramon scream once again. He sighed, "What's up now?" he yelled down the hole.

Just as soon after Guardromon shouted back down the hole, Cyberdramon replied. "I'VE FOUND SOMETHING! FEELS LIKE AN ARM!" he screamed once more. "HANG ON A MINUTE!"

Guardromon froze; he didn't hear that right did he... Cyberdramon has just found an object and it could be an arm?

"Are you sure it's definitely an arm?" he shouted back down the hole.

"HANG ONE FUCKING MINUTE!" Cyberdramon screamed back up the hole clearly irritated.

Cyberdramon had dug out more and more rocks as well as some solidified sand. Suddenly, he heard movement, and groaning? He dug out some more... he gasped. There in front of him he felt what he thought was a body of a human. He could smell that the body was covered in dry blood and dirt all over. What surprised Cyberdramon the most was that when he was feeling around; he could sense that the boy was covering another body of some sorts. Cyberdramon dug further downwards, past the 90 feet mark, to see if he could get a feel of this other body. Bearing in mind that he could not see at all and had to rely of touch alone, he had to be very careful. He suddenly grasped something that definitely was not rock or human shaped. This object had a very rough feel to it and felt increasingly thicker than the last one. Cyberdramon began to feel down towards what he thought was the end of the arm... he was right. He came across the beginning of the hand itself. Cyberdramon felt the hand a bit more; he could feel that this hand also had dry blood on it, though not humans most probably its own. He felt the fingertips... they were oddly familiar, almost shaped like... 'Claws'... "Guilmon?" he whispered. Realisation hit him; he didn't know how long these two had been down here. "GUARDROMON?" he screamed back up the hole towards the surface.

Guardromon heard Cyberdramon scream once again, he sighed. "What is it now, Cyberdramon?" he yelled back down the hole. 'Jeez, my throat is gonna die soon!' he moaned to himself. Cyberdramon's voice snapped him out of his daze. "I BLOODY FOUND THEM!" he screamed back up the hole, with huge relief clearly coming from his vocal chords. Realisation hit Guardromon like a ton of bricks, "How long have they been down there?"

"HOW THE FUCK DO I KNOW! ANYWAY, WHERE ARE THE OTHERS? WE NEED THEM NOW!" he bellowed upwards out of the hole. He sounded very pissed off. Guardromon sweat dropped, 'Yeah, he hasn't changed at all! Still shifting emotions like no tomorrow!'

Guardromon looked out across the desert wasteland, sensing no presence of any Digimon nearby.

"I can't see anyone within the distance my sensing abilities go!" he yelled back down in the hole at Cyberdramon.

"GOD DAMN IT!" Cyberdramon cursed; annoyed that the rest of the Digimon had not turned up yet.

Renamon was in the lead of the group of Digimon, all running at full speed to the border of the Western Plains. Lopmon and Marineangemon were on Leomon's shoulders; with Terriermon up in the air acting as the lookout. They were only a couple of miles away from the border, and Terriermon could sense that they were getting close. "I... I can see something, or someone!" His eyes squinted together for him to see if he could identify them better. He gasped, "It's Guardromon!" he yelled with joy.

Leomon smiled, "Finally, we're getting somewhere! Let's move!" he signalled to Renamon. She nodded, "Right, flash step!" one moment she was there, the next moment she was gone. Terriermon looked below, "Heh, she's finally used her flash step. Not seen that in a while, ever since..." he trailed off, not wanting to remember the last time she had to use it. 'Guilmon, buddy I hope you're alright. Last time was bad enough; I don't know how she would react if you were too...' he thought solemnly.

Renamon had begun her flash step towards the direction that Terriermon and Leomon had pointed to. She could just about sense Guardromon's presence up ahead. 'About another mile... come on body move!' she screamed her body to move quicker and she started to push her flash stepping to the maximum. Before she was just an extreme yellow blur, but now she was just like a powerful force of wind, moving the leaves surrounding her; flailing in her wake.

Guardromon looked across the desert, he was sure he had just sensed a presence that was very close; under a mile in fact. 'What the hell is that thing?' he thought to himself. 'It's coming in extremely fast; I can just about make it out... a yellow blur?' Guardromon looked confused.

"HEY Cyberdramon! We've got company! I suggest you get up here now!" he yelled back down the 95 foot hole.

Cyberdramon heard Guardromon up top, "You dolt! That's Renamon, she's using her flash step don't you remember it?" he screamed with frustration. His sensing abilities might not be as good as Guardromon's, but at least he could sense who they were.

Guardromon heard what Cyberdramon had said to him before turning back around to look and see if he could still sense the 'mysterious thing' that was now identified as Renamon. He did not expect her to be stood directly in front of him, only metres from his face. "Ahhh!" he let out a high pitched scream and jumped about a foot in to the air.

Renamon looked exhausted, with beads of sweat rolling down her face; much less her body. She spoke to Guardromon, "W...Where a...are t...th...ey?" she gasped out. Guardromon could tell that she was extremely worried for her fellow Digimon and Tamer, but he also noticed that she was on the verge of collapsing into unconsciousness. Guardromon pointed towards the hole that Cyberdramon was currently occupying; "Down there" he replied. Before Renamon could move her very worn-out body, Guardromon spoke again. "Don't even think about going down there! Cyberdramon is doing perfectly well down..."

"I FUCKING AIN'T MAN! COME ON WHERE ARE THEY?" he screamed out in frustration. Guardromon jumped back, slightly taken aback. He yelled back down the hole, "Well Renamon's the only one that's here, and she used flash step to get her body here as fast as she could!"

Before anyone spoke again, Renamon launched her body down the 96 foot hole towards where Cyberdramon was.

All was silent for Cyberdramon until he heard a slight whistle noise. To him it sounded like an object moving at an increased pace, with the wind accelerating around it. Suddenly, a light thud echoed around him. He spun around, only to meet face to face with an exhausted-looking Renamon. "H..how is h..he?" she wheezed. Cyberdramon turned back around towards where the human and Digimon were embedded in the rock. He sighed, "Not looking good Renamon. Both their vital signs are reacting normal, just a bit erratic on the odd occasion, probably from last night's carnage bomb!"

"Can we get them out?" she asked, fear just edging into her voice. "Yeh... but only one!" Renamon gasped, he continued "Guilmon is obviously the easiest and most manoeuvrable at the moment. If we move Takato, then the whole cave will turn in on us!" he exclaimed.

Renamon moved towards were she could sense Takato and BlackGuilmon, "Well then let's not waste anymore time!" she bent down to grab BlackGuilmon's fragile beaten body out from underneath Takato, who was rammed into the solidified sand particles that was known as the cave wall.

Renamon slowly peeled BlackGuilmon's stricken body away from the stone wall. The whole cave walls began to shake ever so slightly with the object now partly removed from its original position. She managed to hoist him over her shoulder; his weight slightly crippling her own body down towards the floor.

"I don't know how you can carry that big lug! I mean even me and Leomon struggle with him!" Renamon chuckled, "Wouldn't you like to know..." Cyberdramon looked at her, he was pretty concerned about her, and with using flash step to get here was no mean feat. "Are you sure you're gonna be alright with carrying him?" asked Cyberdramon, who looked on at Renamon. He noticed that her breathing had started to become more laboured. "I'll... be fine!" she panted.

"You are not fine!"

Renamon's eyes widened at the voice. She spun around with BlackGuilmon still on her back and looked towards the wall. There still embedded in the wall, was none other than Takato Matsuki... talking! You could only see the left part of his face. His one eye was open and his head was slightly inclining towards the three Digimon. Blood was seeping out of his mouth at a slow yet steady pace; there was dry blood, most probably from earlier, around his lower jaw. He began coughing a couple of times, and more blood spewed down his lips and onto the floor of the hole. Cyberdramon just stood there, speechless and wide eyed, unable to utter the faintest of sounds.

Renamon fell to her knees, in shock from her friend, a mere human, half hanging out of a solidified sand wall. She moved her eyes up so that she could look at Takato, "Takato are you...?" Renamon began.

"Get out now! I can feel the walls caving! Get going, get BlackGuilmon out now!" he spoke in a quiet yet firm voice. Renamon was pretty shocked that Takato had referred to BlackGuilmon's proper name. She looked at Cyberdramon, "I thought you said that it would only cave in if we took Takato, not Guilmon!" she growled. He turned around to face her, "How was I supposed to know?" he grilled back at her. "Less chat or you'll be splat! Now get out of here!" Takato yelled back at the two Digimon, blood still gurgling out of his mouth. Cyberdramon nodded, and with one swift movement, he wrapped Renamon onto his back, and BlackGuilmon was moved onto the front in his arms. Renamon was wide-eyed; "Are you nuts? You can't carry us both out, Guilmon alone is heavier than you are!" she exclaimed. Cyberdramon looked at Takato's half body encased in the rocky wall, "Do it!" he whispered. Cyberdramon nodded, his claws began to glow a fiery colour, and Takato could literally feel the heat that was being generated off them. Within seconds the glow turned into a full flame, both blasting out of his claws. Renamon gasped, she knew what this was, and couldn't believe that Cyberdramon was going to do it in a situation like this. Before she could open her mouth however... "DESOLATION CLAW!" screamed Cyberdramon. With an almighty roar that sounded like a screaming jet engine; Cyberdramon rammed his arms into to ground below himself. The impact sent shockwaves throughout the hole in the ground; Takato could feel the walls beginning to crush him. Cyberdramon tried to look around in the darkness of the cave, but to no avail. Then a sudden jolt knocked them off their feet, Cyberdramon could just about see Takato being engulfed by the cave wall. Takato looked across at Cyberdramon; "Again!" was all he said.

Before Cyberdramon could even begin to create his second Desolation Claw, he felt the rumbling get louder. The rocks started to crack under the intense pressure that the first shock sent through the hole. The low rumbling began to get louder with each second, causing Renamon to twist her neck towards where Takato was embedded. He noticed Renamon looking at him out of the corner of his eye. His mouth twitched into a small smile, "Go!"

Cyberdramon looked up at the exit once again... and the rocks began to fall.

Chapter 3 Completed