As she evolved, her voice was heard for the first time. "I know exactly who you are, you're him! Why did they let you come back?!" In YukimiBotamon's place now stood Plotmon and she was angry. Angry that the Witchelny Council hadn't stopped this villain from doing as he pleased.
Plotmon didn't know what his forms were after Impmon, but the Adult, at least, had to be a Witchelny native, otherwise he wouldn't be allowed to live here. Why had he killed them in the first place?! They hadn't done anything to him.
"Hehe… So the sorcerer remembered me." Kiimon taunted, well aware Elecmon was not present at the moment. "What are you going to do about it?"
Plotmon bristled, realizing he was taking advantage of the lack of their guardian to cause a scene. She couldn't do anything, not currently and not while Mokumon was still a Baby Digimon. "I'll make you pay." The Child level swore with her life.
It was so infuriating to look at Kiimon with that smug expression. Plotmon wanted to wipe it off his face and then some. For now, she would wait and help Elecmon with the other Baby levels as his assistant.
In the mean time, she would talk to Mokumon. She faced the puff of smoke. "I apologize for not being able to talk before; I knew what I wanted to say, but couldn't express myself. I also didn't remember our pasts until just before."
"It's okay." Mokumon smiled. You remembered.
There was a feeling Plotmon couldn't shake, though. Why had they been killed? Had they opposed their foe on something, so he lashed out and struck them down? Had they been on a mission of some kind? It annoyed her that she couldn't remember the exact details of what happened.
Plotmon shook her head, not content with the partial memories she had recovered. She glanced around to see if Elecmon was back yet, only to discover he still wasn't present. The Child level sighed, deciding to go and search for him herself. "I'll be back soon, okay?" She told Mokumon.
"Sure, I'll just sit here." Mokumon answered, still smiling. He was more than pleased YukimiBotamon had evolved. Did that mean he would evolve soon too? He certainly hoped that was the case, as he'd been the first to hatch, after all.
Mokumon wasn't sure what he would evolve into yet.
But he hoped it would be an awesome form; he was like any baby, really. Excitable about new things. The only difference between Baby Digimon and human babies was that Digimon matured faster. Digimon also died, but had the chance to be reborn. Humans didn't have that luxury, he'd heard.
Mokumon wasn't sure why Elecmon was absent from his duties when Kiimon had been making a scene earlier. The little puff of smoke thought it was the caretaker's job to prevent scenes like that; wasn't that why he had scolded Mokumon when he'd wanted to leave the Village of Beginnings?
He wasn't sure what that was about, nor why Elecmon hadn't returned to the Village from whatever he was doing. Mokumon trusted Plotmon to succeed in her search, however, so for now he waited. The little puff of smoke glanced around at his surroundings, knowing them by heart by now.
"So are you gonna answer my question?" Kiimon challenged Mokumon.
Mokumon merely looked at the little imp to remind him he hadn't forgotten he was there. "I should because why?" He counter-challenged. Kiimon was annoying him to no end. To be fair, the sooner he evolved, the happier he'd be.
Meanwhile, Plotmon had found Elecmon and introduced herself as the former YukimiBotamon. "Please Elecmon, you need to come back with me to the Village. Kiimon is creating a ruckus and Mokumon is worried you won't come back."
Elecmon blinked at her and paused from his fishing. "He's worried about me?"
"Yes!" She exclaimed, smiling, though she couldn't understand why a Baby Digimon wouldn't be worried about their missing caretaker. Plotmon studied Elecmon, unsure of what was going on with him. "Elecmon, are you okay?"
He sighed and gathered the fish in his net. "I'm sorry I blamed Mokumon for what Kiimon was doing. But to be fair, it was Mokumon's fault in the beginning. Don't you remember he tried to lead you out of the Village?"
Plotmon chuckled. "I remember that well, no worries there. But you can't blame Mokumon now for what Kiimon's doing. And you won't, will you?"
"I won't." Elecmon confirmed, shaking his head no. He hoisted the net over his shoulder and followed Plotmon back, as the two continued talking. "Do you… remember anything from before?"
Plotmon nodded, knowing what her caretaker was talking about. "I'm not sure why we were killed, though. There are very few Vaccine-attributes in Impmon's evolutionary lines… And then there's the matter of what his motivations were."
Elecmon scoffed. "Does it matter?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"You tell me. Why would a 'Vaccine' kill members of the Witchelny Council? For what reason would a Vaccine want to off their comrades? I do wonder..."
Elecmon sighed, musing on the points Plotmon brought up. "I suppose you're right. But we don't have any real proof unless the Council release a statement or something. And if I know them as well as I do, they're not going to do that willingly at all. You might be..."
In the headquarters of the Witchelny Council, a Mistymon stood before his superiors. "My lords, it appears they have been reconfigured. They're currently at the Village of Beginngs, though I can not ascertain why the Plotmon hasn't left yet. She has evolved far enough to be able to set out on her own."
"Continue investigating. And please deal with the erratic Vaccine we disposed of as well. He reformed too and is presently a Kiimon, but looks ready to evolve soon himself."
"Yes, my lords." Mistymon bowed with a flourish and strode out after turning away from the Witchelny Council.
One of the Council members turned to his fellow Digimon. "Should we keep an eye on the Mokumon additionally? He will evolve any day now and will want to start that ridiculous quest of his again."
"Oh, let him be." The other Digimon laughed. "He'll grow out of it surely."
By this time, Elecmon and Plotmon had make it back to the Village. Plotmon noticed it first and made a noise to get Elecmon's attention since their caretaker was engrossed in his conversation with her.
The red and purple Digimon turned to see what was going on and his jaw dropped. Mokumon was evolving… And they had almost missed it. Jeez, how careless could they be? Elecmon put his rant aside for later, as he and Plotmon watched from where they were while the evolution occurred.
The light finally died down and a new Digimon stood in Mokumon's place: Candmon.
Candmon looked over himself and smiled. He had finally evolved, though it was out of order, in his opinion. But that mattered not now. He had become that little bit stronger and could help Elecmon protect the Village. The thought of going on his quest had never left his mind.