Digi Court

Renamon smiled as she walked back towards her table. "Your witness."

Denny stood up but was pushed back down by the other man. He stepped up instead and Jeri raised an eyebrow as he looked at the papers scattered in front of him on the table. "And who, may I ask, are you?"

He stood tall and still with one hand behind his back and one hand in front of him. "Allan Shore your honor. And may I say that you're looking fabulous today."

Jeri rubbed her forehead. "I'm not in the mood for this Mr. Shore. Just please question the witness."

"Very well." Allan passed over the floor to the podium where Guilmon sat. The lizard was smiling oddly. "Now, Guilmon is it?" He nodded. "Did you see Impmon do something bad that day?"

"He scared some humans but Impmon does that all the time for fun." Impmon slapped his forehead. "But Impmon's a good digimon and he wouldn't hurt a fly if he was told not to."

"Would you consider him sound of mind?" Guilmon nodded. "Controlled over his own actions?" Guilmon nodded. "A reliable person?" Guilmon nodded. "A murderer?" Guilmon shook his head. "A bad influence?"

"Not since the D-Reaper."

"So he was bad before that?" Guilmon shook his head. "So he was good?" Guilmon's head spun but he nodded nonetheless. "A reliable friend back then?" Guilmon nodded. "A good digimon?" Guilmon thought and then nodded. "A normal little digimon trying to have fun?" Guilmon nodded. "Misunderstood?" Guilmon nodded. "Responsible?" Guilmon waved his paw back and forth and then nodded. "Powerful?" Guilmon nodded his head vigorously! Allan smiled. "And would it be probable for him, if he has as much power as you say, to merely go and kill his friend, a digimon that everyone loves, and not even absorb his data? Doesn't Impmon love to be powerful? If so then why would he kill the victim and then not take his data?" Guilmon shrugged. "Is it probable? That he would not take the data of any digimon he killed?" Guilmon shook his head. "So he always takes the data?" Guilmon nodded. Allan smiled again. "There you have it." He walked back to his seat. Impmon questioned his method inside his head. Allan looked over some papers on his desk again and then stood once more. "Your honor, the defense would like to call a witness to the stand. Is that alright?"

Jeri nodded.

"I call a Mr. MarineAngemon to the stand." Impmon raised an eyebrow. MarineAngemon floated in from the wood behind him and got into the podium after Guilmon hopped out. "MA Mon, may I call you that?" He nodded. "On the day of the murder did you not see Impmon?" He nodded. "Did he look dangerous that day?" He shook his head. "Did you see Calumon that day?" He nodded. "When? After you saw Impmon?" He nodded. "So you saw the victim after seeing Impmon?" He nodded. "Did Impmon have a bat with him?" He shook his head. Allan stepped down. "Your witness."

Renamon stepped up. "On the day in question you saw the defendant and the victim at different times?" He nodded. "Before hand did Impmon not gain a great amount of power?" He nodded. "He became Beelzemon? His mega form?" He nodded. "Did he not try to kill you at that time?" He hesitantly nodded. "Is it not possible that he was sent to kill Calumon as well and after remembering how great it felt to kill he went after him?"

"Objection. She's leading the witness." Allan did not move.

"Sustained."

Renamon frowned. "Is it possible that in a fit of anger Impmon killed…"

"Objection! She can't say my name!"

"Sustained."

Renamon bared her teeth at Impmon. "She bared her teeth at me!"

"I most certainly did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

The jury raised silent eyebrows as Denny Crane pushed Impmon down in his seat right before he jumped the fox. Anger swelled within his data and he was ready to get her after this was all over. "I'll get you…" He murmured. His voice was amplified and the jury heard it. They raised both of their eyebrows and then started to scribble down on pads in front of them with wide eyes. "Damn…"