Okay, nobody new has reviewed so far, but I am going to plough on regardless. The second chapter of Renamon's and Terriermon's capture, in which we look at the feelings of both them and what the Tamers are doing to try and locate them.

My disclaimer is at the beginning of the first chapter – I see no point in writing it again.

A Sticky Situation

Chapter 4:- Futile Search

The city was in uproar at the moment – kids screaming, adults yelling, some people pointing upwards in awe and wonder. Why? Because the digimon had finally returned, and they were making a spectacular entrance.

Calumon had succeeded in finding Takato and Guilmon, who were in the middle of a laughing reunion which involved Guilmon sitting on Takato and licking his face. It had taken five minutes or so for Calumon to explain what was happening, as he kept getting sidetracked by passing butterflies and once dived into a bag of his favourite cream puffs, but once the information had been extracted from him WarGrowlmon was standing in the park for the first time in over a year and had taken to the skies.

He had been shortly followed by Guardromon, who had been found by Ryo and Cyberdramon as they searched for the missing two. Antylamon was racing through the streets, carefully sidestepping cars and lorries at the same unstoppable speed. MarineAngemon stayed near the ground too, as he refused to part from his partner and they began to look the old fashioned way.

"They're not here, Takato," said WarGrowlmon, as he rocketed through the business district.

"I know," said Takato. "This is weird. Are you sure that they came with you guys?"

"Yep," said his partner. "Renamon was the one who made the wish for all of us and Terriermon was the one who had spotted the Digi-Gnome in the first place. I remember him shouting "Momentai," on the way up."

"Careful," said a voice. "You wouldn't want to end up on Fox-face's bad side as well, wouldya?"

Beelzemon Blast Mode had joined the search, Ai and Mako in his arms. Both were looking up at him with awe and respect – they had never seen his Mega form up close before, only from a distance when fighting the D-Reaper.

"Bad side?" asked Takato. "Why?"

"Renamon slugged Terriermon in the cheek yesterday," said Beelzemon in a direct way. Unlike Lopmon, he had no problem with stating the facts. "That word of his annoys her big time, and he didn't even notice it until it was too late. There was an enormous argument with a rather painful finish for Helicopter-head."

"Ouch," Takato rubbed his own cheek.

"Indeed," said Beelzemon. "Oh look, there's Cyberdramon." He nodded with his head. The big black dragon was just flying over the mall, Ryo clinging to his back and yelling, "You can eat later! We're trying to find the princess's partner, and Henry's too."

Takato laughed. Monodramon's appetite was mild but Cyberdramon had one almost as voracious as Guilmon. He particularly liked bloody meat and the one time he had answered the question as to why without snarling into the person's face was, "It's fun to tear it to shreds. Less fun than tearing another digimon to shreds though."

"That reminds me," said WarGrowlmon. "I'm hungry."

"Really?" said Beelzemon. "Who'd have ever thought? You? Hungry? It's Armageddon, the Apocalypse, Judgement day. The end of the world must have come."

"Very funny," growled WarGrowlmon. "You could be the new Terriermon."

"Not sure I'd want that honour to be honest," said Beelzemon. "The little rabbit gets so many death threats I sometimes wonder how he's managed to survive this long."

"Let's keep looking," said Takato. "If we don't then we'll all get death threats from Rika."

"Good point," said Beelzemon and winged down the left road of a T-junction. WarGrowlmon took the right, watching as Cyberdramon flew past and soared over a large bunch of lorries.

"Do you think we will find them, Takato?" asked WarGrowlmon. "I know that Renamon could easily go missing if she wanted to be missing, but it's not like her to just vanish as soon as she gets the chance to see her Tamer. And as for Terriermon, we should have at least found some evidence of him by now."

"He's not very discrete is he?" said Takato, nodding. "Maybe we should try something else. Go back the way we came and go lower. Maybe you'll be able to smell them."

"Good idea," WarGrowlmon boosted his rockets and executed a sweeping U-turn. He came to the T-Junction once again and swooped lower, lower, lower. His feet hit the ground and caused two massive cracks in the road.

"I didn't mean land!" yelled Takato.

"Oops," said WarGrowlmon. But he continued to walk through the street, sidestepping cars and vans as they went screeching past. One car came directly at him and he had to carefully lift one foot and his tail to ensure that the car and its occupants were not damaged.

"Now we're the ones not being discrete," said WarGrowlmon.

But then something happened. A familiar scent filled his nostrils. It was faint, a couple of hours old, but it was certainly the correct smell. "I smell Renamon," he informed his tamer.

"You do? Where?"

"Hold on," WarGrowlmon swung his head to and fro to pinpoint which direction the smell was coming through. He followed the faint trail to the left hand side of the street and began to sniff the wall. His nose stopped by an open window. The female person in the room squealed and bolted for the door.

"She was here," said WarGrowlmon. "And I can smell Terriermon as well. They were both here, but not for a while. Ooh, that's not good. Terriermon is the last one Renamon would want to be stuck with."

"You think they're in there?" asked Takato.

"Worth a shot," said the cyborg-dinosaur and he reached up and placed Takato on the ground. As he de-digivolved back to Guilmon, Takato pulled out his phone and called Henry. He could usually count on the reliable Tamer to have something on him.

After a couple of rings, Henry answered. "Takato?"

"Henry, we have a slight lead here. Guilmon's picked up the scent of both the missing digimon."

There was a muttering on the other side. No doubt Henry was telling Rika what was going on. Then:- "Where are you?"

"The business district. Not far from the HYPNOS towers actually."

"We'll be right there."

Henry hung up. Takato put his phone back in his pocket and turned to see Guilmon staring up at the spot where he had smelt them. "Takato," he turned to his Tamer. "I'll need a boost."

Takato nodded and pulled out a card, slotting it through his D-Arc and saying. "Digi-Modify! Hyperwing Activate!"

As the bright feathered wings appeared on Guilmon's back between his shoulder-blades and he wrapped his arms around Takato to take off, a large blur of brown came down the street and skidded to a halt. Antylamon had arrived.

"That was fast," remarked Takato.

"It's an urgent situation," replied the giant bunny. Her arms reached up and the three humans on her head hopped into her hands. Guilmon lifted off the ground and flew up to the spot where he had smelt Renamon and Terriermon.

"They went in here," he said, flying to the window and placing Takato inside, before hopping in himself. The wings faded. Antylamon's massive hand appeared by the sill and they were joined by Henry, Rika and Suzie. Then Antylamon de-digivolved and Lopmon caught the air on her ears and glided smoothly into Suzie's waiting arms.

"Okay then, Bread-for-Brains," said Rika. "Do your thing."

"My thing? What thing?"

"She means follow the trail," said Henry.

"Oh." Guilmon nodded and lowered his nose to the carpeted floor. After a couple of seconds he began to walk towards the door, which had been left open by the panicked office worker. Then he turned right and headed down the corridor. The four Tamers and Lopmon followed apprehensively, all hoping that he would lead them to something good.

After a few minutes of following the tracker, he pulled up short and stared at the wall.

"What is it?" asked Henry.

"I don't know," said Guilmon, inspecting something on the wall. Lopmon leapt off Suzie's head and glided to Guilmon's shoulder. Her ear reached out and traced some kind of clear substance which appeared to be plastered to the wall.

"What is this stuff?" she asked.

"Let me see," said Henry. The two digimon made way for the clever Tamer, who began to inspect the substance himself. "It appears to be some kind of strange compound. It has the same texture as plastic."

"Is this important?" asked Rika impatiently.

"It could be," said Henry. "We should show this to Yamaki and my dad. Guilmon, could you take some from the wall?"

The dinosaur nodded and sank his claws into some of the substance and prized it loose. Henry took it and put it in his pocket. "Let's go," he said. Guilmon dutifully lowered his nose again and started to sniff once more.

"The trail still there," he said. "But it's much fainter now. I can only just smell them." He plodded on down the corridors, Lopmon still on his shoulder. They filed past workers and visitors alike, who just stared blankly as they walked past.

Eventually Guilmon came to the front door of the office building and pushed them open. He followed the trail to the right slightly, until suddenly...it vanished. The trail went stone cold. His nostrils flared as they desperately tried to pick up the scent of either of his two friends, but nothing came to him.

"What's happened?" asked Lopmon.

"Where is it? The trail's gone!" Guilmon whined. Frantically, he began to run around the whole area, sniffing everything. When he found nothing he roared in frustration and overturned a litter bin.

"Guilmon, calm down," cried Takato.

"Why should he?" yelled Rika. "Stupid dinosaur! He's useless! He can't even follow a trail!"

Rika was about to go into a tirade against Takato's digimon, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to stare into the grey eyes of Henry. "You can't blame Guilmon," said the Chinese Tamer. "He did very well, getting us this far. And we have something to go on," he pulled the large wad of stuff from his pocket. "This could be a lead."

Rika frowned and nodded bitterly. Her hope of a quick reunion was all but depleted. "You're right," she said. "Sorry Guilmon."

Guilmon nodded. Lopmon sighed in relief. The last thing they needed was for an argument to begin between Rika and Henry as well as their partners.

"Right then," said Henry. "We should get looking again. Rika, you go with Takato and Guilmon. Perhaps he can find another scent. Suzie, you and I will go find Dad. He can round up Yamaki and the others to analyse this stuff."

They all nodded in confirmation. With a swipe of two cards Antylamon and WarGrowlmon were once again standing in the street. Once their passengers had boarded, both of them turned away and headed off in a different direction.

Terriermon had fallen asleep in the cramped position, leaving Renamon alone in her sadness. Not that she minded. Having Terriermon upset just made it worse. The tall fox kept one eye on the door at all times. There was no way in hell she was going to let that man anywhere near her.

Her thoughts kept wandering to Rika, although she was trying not to think of her. What would she be doing right now? Looking for her certainly, but where was she? Who was she with? She guessed Henry – after all he would not be able to find his partner either. And who else was looking for them? She knew of Lopmon and her Tamer, but as for others, she could only guess.

She sighed, her chest heaving in the big motion. Terriermon, as a result, moved with it, like riding a wave on a surfboard. Renamon almost smiled and then began to purposefully breathe heavily in and out just to watch Terriermon helplessly move with it. It provided about twenty seconds of amusement before the usual sadness began to creep in once again.

That was the point where Terriermon smacked his lips and began to snuggle further into Renamon's fur.

She stared at him, and she forced herself to remember that he was asleep and thus unaware of his surroundings. He would never have done that otherwise. It would have meant a hiding from her later, even when they had been friends. But it was a strange feeling, she had to admit, to be used as a pillow. At all other times she had slept alone, ready to spring up at a moment's notice should there be the need for it.

It was quite nice actually.

She closed her own eyes and leaned back on the post she was bound to. She wouldn't sleep just in case the man tried to come in while she was vulnerable, but she would rest and try to forget most of the worries for the time being.

Terriermon was dreaming. At first it was the usual stupid dream that he ordinarily had. He was watching the postman who regularly came to Henry's apartment walking around the street below, picking up leaves and piling them together so that they made a large sign on the road below, which read:- Beware the dentist.

Just as Dream Terriermon began to laugh hard at the absurdity of the message, the dream changed. Henry came out onto the balcony, when suddenly an unknown force hurled both of them over the edge. Terriermon desperately grabbed for Henry, but missed. He watched in horror as his Tamer fell to street and landed with a sickening thud, breaking both his legs.

"Quick!" called the Dream Terriermon to passersby. "Call an ambulance. Do something! Don't leave him there!"

But they just stared blankly at him, as if they couldn't understand a word he was saying. He yelled in annoyance and dived to Henry, when suddenly the street disappeared. He and the injured Henry were now standing in the park, near Guilmon's hideout, but something was wrong. The sky was blood-red and the trees were on fire or had collapsed. A deep rumbling laugh echoed across the sky. Terriermon looked up to see Zhuqiaomon swoop above.

"PHONEIX FIRE!" yelled the Sovereign and a blast of flame vaulted into the city, smashing into a building.

"Whoa," came a voice. "What's going on?"

Dream Terriermon turned to see Impmon running towards him. "Impmon, quick, Henry's hurt. We need to get him some help!"

"Help? Hurt? What happened?"

"I don't know! He fell from the balcony! Quick!"

He ran to his Tamer, but suddenly a searing fireball hit him in the back and he fell. In horror, he turned to see Impmon grinning sadistically at him. Then he erupted with light and there stood Beelzemon. He was the normal type, complete with red eyes. He strode forwards and casually kicked Terriermon aside, one of the spikes on his boot imbedding itself in Terriermon's ear, causing him to yowl in pain.

"What's happening?" cried another familiar voice. Suzie and Lopmon had arrived on the scene.

"I'll tell you what's happening," said Beelzemon. "You digi-pets and your Tamers have met your downfall."

"But Beelzemon, you're on our side!" tried Terriermon.

"Sure I am. Oh, wait, not!" Beelzemon leered. "You are so easy to fool. Pathetic, that's what you are!"

And to Terriermon's horror, Beelzemon picked up Henry in one clawed hand by the neck of his shirt and pulled one shotgun from the holster on his back, holding it to Henry's head.

"NO!" cried Terriermon, leaping forwards, but too late.

"DOUBLE IMPACT!"

Henry's head was blown open by the bullet and he slumped to the ground. Loud screams came from Suzie and Lopmon. The latter leapt down and made ready to charge, tears in her eyes. But then a shadow fell over them.

"Well done Beelzemon," said Zhuqiaomon. "And now, I shall destroy the traitor and her disgusting Tamer! BLAZING HELIX!"

Terriermon screamed as Lopmon and Suzie were enveloped by the flames and tore his eyes away, unable to look as the horrible screams were cut off. Then he saw, standing on top of Guilmon's hideout, a tall yellow fox – Renamon. She was staring at the scene with cold, unforgiving eyes.

"It's no more than you deserve," she said.

Renamon became aware that something was not right when Terriermon moaned. She opened her eyes and saw that his face had emerged from her fur and was screwed up in what looked like pain, but then she realised that it was fear. But he was still asleep.

Terriermon groaned again and shifted his head, so he was facing the opposite direction. He began to twitch slightly, his breathing deepened and became more ragged. A sweat was beginning to break over his horn and forehead.

He must be having a nightmare, she thought. I'm not surprised. I'm pretty sure I'd have one if I fell asleep.

Suddenly Terriermon yelped loudly, causing half the menagerie around the walls to wake up. The langur began to twitter and one of the vultures cawed.

Terriermon was whimpering now. Some nightmare, thought Renamon. Terriermon's uneven breathing became more hollow and his head began to shift around. If he had been able to move the rest of his body, Renamon was sure he'd be thrashing it around. As it was, his ears were beginning to spasm.

Then he began to mutter, "No. No. Not Henry. Someone, please. Help." It was so quiet that Renamon could barely hear it, but it was so pathetic and fearful that it wrenched her heart. Terriermon was more scared than she had ever seen him. And something bad must be happening to Henry in his dream.

"You just stood there!" yelled Dream Terriermon at Renamon, who still hadn't moved. "You let him die! You could have helped! And he's...they're...dead!"

"And now it's your turn!" Beelzemon brought his foot down on Terriermon's back and lowered the barrel of the shotgun until it was pointing dead-centre on the back of Terriermon's head.

"Perhaps you shouldn't have annoyed me so much!" snorted Renamon.

"Any last words?" said Beelzemon sadistically.

Before Terriermon could say anything, Guilmon appeared and barrelled into Beelzemon, knocking him slightly off balance and releasing Terriermon from his hold. "Fool!" yelled Beelzemon, bringing the gun to bear. "DOUBLE IMPACT!"

Guilmon dropped like a stone and splintered into data. A cry of horror ripped from Terriermon's throat. Turning, he saw others, Cyberdramon, Guardromon, and MarineAngemon all heading their way.

He felt helpless and watched in despair as Beelzemon leapt forward and engaged them in battle. Guardromon fell first, Beelzemon using his Darkness Claw to rip him open and pull out vital wires. The Mega Demon Lord spun and shot Cyberdramon in the head. The dragon fell and Beelzemon quickly fired a barrage into the dragon's back. Both Champion and Ultimate split into particles.

Beelzemon swung about and smashed MarineAngemon with his tail, sending the tiny mega into the wall. Terriermon watched as Beelzemon brought his fist forward and turned away, not wanting to see Beelzemon paste the poor mega flat with one hand. Then he turned back to Terriermon. "No one to save you this time," he snarled, and raising his gun, he pulled the trigger.

Terriermon's head and ears were thrashing wildly in all directions. Renamon was at a loss. What should she do? If he carried on like this he was likely to injure himself somehow. The other animal's were kicking up a storm now and no doubt the man, Goro, would be in soon to investigate.

She'd have to wake him up or calm him down.

Unable to use her paws, being tied behind her back and a pole, she brought her tail up and covered Terriermon with it like a blanket. She gently moved it up and down in a soothing way and she said quietly. "Ssh, Terriermon. You'll be alright. Everything is fine. I've got you."

A blur of yellow and Terriermon found he was not dead. He looked up to find that Renamon had knocked him from the path of the bullet a split second before deletion.

"You..." Terriermon roared in rage, but Renamon cut him off by hugging him.

"Ssh, Terriermon. You'll be alright. Everything is fine. I've got you."

"No, it's not fine. They're dead! They're all dead!"

"Pathetic," said Beelzemon, walking forwards and grinning evilly. Suddenly, Rika appeared and with a flash, Sakuyamon was standing in the clearing. With a vicious swing, she sent her Spirit Strike soaring at Beelzemon, who flailed with his arms in a vain attempt to parry them.

Sakuyamon glowed with energy and it spread up to the sky, and to the deformed and charred remains of Henry and Suzie. "Oh no, you don't!" Beelzemon cried and aimed at the priestess, when suddenly a stream of pink energy hit him from behind. All and sundry turned to see ... Beelzemon? But this one was in Blast Mode.

"You bastard!" bellowed Beelzemon Blast Mode. "How dare you impersonate me and kill my friends!"

"Bah!" came the voice of Zhuqiaomon from above. "Finish them!"

"DOUBLE IMPACT!"

"CORONA BLASTER!"

As expected, Beelzemon Blast Mode's attack easily trumped the evil Beelzemon's, who was obliterated. Then Sakuyamon seared with energy and suddenly, inexplicably, Henry and Suzie were healed and both revived, yelling in shock. Particles flew down from the sky and formed the five digimon that had just been killed.

"So you destroyed my copy!" yelled Zhuqiaomon. "No matter. You still have me to deal with.

But just then, another Sovereign appeared. Baihumon. A stream of energy lanced from his mouth and struck Zhuqiaomon in the chest, turning the great phoenix into a huge bronze statue. Azulongmon appeared out of the sky and looped a coil around the frozen bird, preventing him from falling.

"Things have gone far enough," he said. "We need to remove the virus that had infected..."

But whatever he said next was lost of Terriermon as Sakuyamon had de-digivolved and Renamon was still holding him. "You'll be fine, Terriermon," she said. "I won't let anything hurt you."

Terriermon jolted awake to the feeling of fur tickling the back of his head. He looked up. Renamon was staring down at him with...was that concern in her expression?

"Are you alright?" she asked. Terriermon noticed he was sweating and had a slight crick in his neck from where he had been thrashing it around. "It was a dream?" he asked, relief etched in his voice. "Oh thank god."

"It must have been bad," said Renamon. "You were doing everything short of screaming blue murder. What was it about?"

"I don't want to talk about it," muttered Terriermon, the sight of Beelzemon shooting Henry in the head seemed to have been burned to the back of his eyes.

"That's a first," said Renamon. Terriermon chuckled a little. Now that Terriermon had calmed down, Renamon thought it would be prudent to remove her tail from him, so she did, letting it fall back down to the ground. She shifted awkwardly, chafing her bound wrists.

"Thanks," said Terriermon. "But I'm surprised you did it."

"I didn't want you to wake up that pervert," said Renamon.

"What?" asked Terriermon. "Is that it? That's all you cared about?"

"You have yet to apologise to me," she reminded him.

"Well then forget my thanking you," sniffed Terriermon and the silence re-ensued. But half an minute later, Terriermon relented and muttered, "Beelzemon shot Henry."

Renamon's eyes widened. She could not imagine a worse nightmare than the death of her Tamer. But Terriermon kept going, and there was a pitiful edge to his voice, "And then the turkey sovereign killed Suzie and Loppy, and Beelzemon shot Guilmon, then the others, one by one, and you were just standing there and staring with a satisfied look."

Terriermon did not wish to reveal just how it had ended. Renamon blinked. Is that what Terriermon thinks of me? She thought. But she said, "I would never, ever, sit back and watch as the Tamers and the others would be blown to smithereens. I will defend everyone with everything I have."

Terriermon looked grateful, then grinned and said, "Yeah, you go in whip ass, like always."

"I prefer the term, kick butt, than whip ass," said Renamon. "Whip ass, is something that that Goro creep might do."

"Good point."

There was a significant pause, before Terriermon said, "Look, I'm sorry for those things I said back in the Digital World. But I still think you overreacted just a little bit," he held two of the thick "fingers" on his ears close together for emphasis. "But you aren't a bitch."

Renamon half-smiled. "Good to here. But you did leave it a very long time before you finally said sorry."

"Momentai."

Aargh, screamed Renamon in her head, wrenching her wrists in an attempt to grab him but the rope tying them together remained in place. He just had to go and ruin it didn't he. He could have stuck with sorry but no, he had to say it again.

"I probably shouldn't have said that, should I?" asked the annoyance.

"Oh no, it's fine," said Renamon. "I have suddenly come to love that wonderful word. Say it again."

"Moment—"

"I didn't mean it!" shouted Renamon. The door banged open and they both swung their heads around to see Goro, with an expression of delight on his face.

"Perfect," said the creep. "I now have the perfect way to rub your fur the wrong way. My thanks to you, little rabbit. But what does "Momentai" mean?"

Renamon groaned.

"You were listening at the door?" asked Terriermon stonily. "Why am I not surprised? And it's none of your business as to what Momentai means. It's my word and my word only. Only I may rub Renamon's fur the wrong way with it."

"Not for long," said Goro. "I like forceful females. And it's always better when they are angry!"

"Well when you decide to rape Renamon, let me be there. I'll enjoy watching her tear you to shreds."

"Someone's cranky," said Goro.

"You have no idea," sniffed Terriermon.

"In fact, I think I'll give a demonstration of how powerless she is now," Goro advanced, looking hungrily at Renamon.

"Not in this life! BUNNY BLAST!"

Goro, in his desire, seemed to have forgotten about Terriermon's ranged attack. He was slammed backwards with vicious burn marks peppered across his chest. He yelled in pain, then leapt up and slammed the door before any more of the pellets could make contact.

"Oh yeah!" yelled Terriermon. "That's how we roll! Hopefully he won't be stupid enough to come back in today," said Terriermon with a satisfied finality.

Within half an hour Terriermon had fallen asleep again. Renamon began to feel something else – she was beginning to feel responsible for Terriermon, who she now considered to be her charge. She still hated the little annoyance, but a little of that had just ebbed. He had actively defended her. Again. Despite her snapping at him. He wasn't so bad after all.

Rika was sitting, slumped, on a bench in the park. No luck, whatsoever. None. Renamon was still just as missing as before. She looked around her. The others had their partners. Takato, Ryo, Suzie, Kazu, Kenta, Ai and Mako had all be reunited with their digimon. But she had not, and the only ones who had the slightest clue as to how she must be feeling were Henry and Jeri.

She felt a slight twinge of regret for Jeri. Sure, Renamon was missing, but she was here, in the human world somewhere. Leomon was still as gone as ever. At least Rika had a slight chance of finding her partner. Jeri had none.

"Hey, are you okay," said a voice. She looked up. Henry had walked over from where the other Tamers had been talking.

"Are you?" Rika asked back.

"No," said Henry honestly, but then again, he had always been that sort of person. "But I'm trying to remain upbeat."

"What good will that do?" asked Rika.

"What good will sitting in despair do?" asked Henry. "I'm sure Renamon would not want to see you like this. I know that Terriermon wouldn't. Wherever he is, if he could see us now, you know what he'd say."

Rika nodded. "That's because his advice is always the same."

"And that's because, despite it being rather repetitive, it is good advice," said Henry, "at least it is most of the time."

Rika was silent for a few seconds. "Sorry," she said. "I'm not setting a good example to your sister am I?"

"And do you think she'd care? She's almost as devastated as I am. Lopmon may be her partner, but she cares about Terriermon too. Don't worry Rika. We'll find them. We'll find them if we have to search all four corners of both worlds. We'll find out what happened. And whatever the disagreement between our partners turns out to be, we'll sort it out."

Rika was slightly reassured by Henry's pep talk. So much so that she got up and hugged him. Henry blinked and stood limply, unsure of what he was supposed to do. The fact that Impmon spotted them and wolf-whistled didn't help.

Rika released him and smiled. "Your right," she declared. "Renamon's tough, she'll be fine. And as for Terriermon, he could talk whatever threat he faces to death."

Henry smiled awkwardly back. There was a whooshing noise overhead. Cyberdramon had returned from his hunt for the two missing digimon. Ryo had been apprehensive about allowing him out alone, but in the end, he had relented.

"Anything?" asked the legendary Tamer. Cyberdramon only responded by shaking his head. Ryo, along with many of the others grimaced.

"I saw Yamaki though," said Cyberdramon. "He's coming this way."

"Perhaps he has the answer to my question," said Henry, looking down in the direction that Cyberdramon had come from. Indeed, a black suited blond man appeared in the distance, flanked by two women, one tall and red-haired, the other smaller and equally blond.

Yamaki, Riley and Tally arrived by the hut where they had gathered. Yamaki surveyed the digimon and said, "There was a time where I never thought I would say this, but it is good to see you lot again. Has there been any luck with find the others?"

The downcast eyes answered his question.

"We'll put our resources into finding a lead," he reassured them. "Now, Henry Wong, we conducted tests on the substance you found and we have discovered what it is. It's a gallium electrolyte compound, a substance which is designed for tracking vehicles. A small splodge of it can be fired from a gun to hit the side of said vehicle and it will dry extremely quickly and stick to it, allowing sensors to pick it up. I have no idea what it would be doing on the wall of an office building though."

"It was strange," said Henry. "There were actually two splodges of it about half a metre apart."

"Another mystery," nodded Yamaki, thoughtfully.

"Perhaps, if we could get our hands on some equipment used to track the substance we could sweep the city for other signs of it," said Riley. "We could then visit the places to look for more clues."

"Excellent suggestion, Riley," said Yamaki. "Tally, do you think that you can carry it through?"

"I'm on it sir," Tally turned and walked away, pulling a phone out of her pocket as she went.

"We'll return to HYPNOS," Yamaki informed them. "If we find anything, we shall report it to Henry's father, Janyuu. That is all we can do."

"Let's hope it will be enough," said Rika.

"Indeed," Yamaki said. "In the meantime, I suggest that you head home. It's almost evening."

"Maybe some bread would help," suggested Guilmon.

"Not now," hissed Takato.

"Nah, I could go for bread," said Impmon. "We all missed that."

Takato was buried under pleas from the other digimon. He was about to relent when he found himself picked up by the back of his shirt and turned to face Cyberdramon. He could feel the eyes glaring through the opaque face-mask.

"I am hungry," said Cyberdramon.

"Well, my parents are about to get the fright of their lives," observed Takato.

Ooh, scary dream. It is a little clichéd I know, but I thought it would be a good idea. So sue me. This chapter was a little intense and lacked many humour scenes. But in the next chapter, I can hopefully assure you that Terriermon's wit will return with force. He'll still be a little shaken by the dream obviously, but he's Terriermon, you can't keep him down.

The gallium electrolyte compound sound fancy. I stole the idea from the Thunderbirds movie, as it was used to track Thunderbird 1. If anyone has a better suggestions I'd be happy to listen, but as of now, the name sounds good to me.

That was the second full chapter with the whole sticky thing involved. I am still open to any suggestion that any readers may have. Thanks to BornfromDarkness for reviewing a second time. More reviews would greatly be appreciated.

Next time...

When will Goro make another move? Will Renamon's hatred of Terriermon continue to wane? How will the search by HYPNOS go?

Coming up: - Chapter 5: On The Defensive