Taichi rushed over to Sora. "Sora, can you hear me?" he said desperately.
Sora groaned. "My leg my mother friggin leg." Taichi ran his eyes down Sora's leg. It appeared to be a neat wound; a small round hole represented the entry point. Taichi slowly lifted her leg to get a look at the other side. Taichi gasped. The back of her leg was a bloody mess. Blood was streaming out of a massive hole that the bullet left as it exited her leg. Bits of grass and dirt clung to the fresh blood.
Sora groaned again. "How bad is it?"
Not wanting to upset her Taichi replied, "It's fine. There is some blood, but nothing major."
"It hurts like hell," Sora said through gritted teeth. "If that little run crippled me I'm going to kill him."
"It looks like we might have to kill him regardless," Taichi muttered grimly.
"I know," Sora said sadly. "It's going to be a serious problem."
"Not as serious as this wound," Taichi muttered quietly.
"What was that?" Sora asked.
"Nothing, just I think we need to stop the bleeding. I need a bandage…" Taichi got up and ran over to Jou's bag. He dug through, and found a roll of bandages. He sprinted back to Sora. He began to tightly wind the bandages around her leg. Sora looked up at him with pain filled eyes.
"Thanks Taichi."
"No problem Sora."
…
As Taichi was attending to Sora, the others were crowded around Jou
"He doesn't look so good," Takeru said slowly.
"No shit," Yamato said, his voice rising. "He has a bullet in his chest, he has a bullet in his friggin chest."
"What are we going to do?" Mimi asked frantically.
"I don't know," Yamato said, panicked.
"I think we need to take the bullet out," Takeru said, studying Jou.
"Okay, you take the freaking bullet out," Yamato shrieked.
"Ladies, quiet down," Hikari said. "We are all totally freaking out because our doctor is lying on the ground with a bullet in his chest. Now, here is what you do." Hikari paused for a second.
"So, what are we supposed to do?" Takeru interjected.
"I don't know I'm not a doctor," Hikari screamed.
"Okay, okay, I think I know what we should do," Yamato said, calming down slightly. "We need to... okay I don't know."
Hikari stared at Jou. "He looks really bad." Jou did look quite bad. He was covered in blood and he lay askew on the ground, his limbs thrown at odd angles. His glasses were awry and blood covered his chest. There was the same neat hole on his chest that was in Sora's leg. However, unlike Sora, Jou was not moving or talking.
"I know, we need to check his pulse," Takeru said triumphantly.
Hikari leaned over Jou. "I learned this in CPR," Hikari began feeling around Jou's neck. "I don't feel a pulse."
"What the hell are we going to do? Jou is going to die," Yamato began to rock back and forth in the fetal position.
"Jou may or may not die depending on what happens in the next thirty seconds."
Everyone turned. Standing in the field was Datamon. The same Datamon who kidnapped Sora and tried to make a clone of her. This was the Datamon who the chosen children considered evil.
"Awwww," Takeru groaned. "As if we don't have enough trouble, but little computer midget decides to show up."
Datamon glowered at Takeru, as much as a midget computer could. "If I hear midget one more time I'm leaving your friends to die."
"Woah let's not do anything rash here," Takeru said quickly.
"Wait, who is that?" Hikari asked. She hadn't part of the group when they had encountered Datamon.
"Not important now Takeru whispered. Then louder to Datamon he said, "So how have you been?"
"This isn't the time to catch up you idiot, we have to save Jou," said Yamato, whose voice was two octaves higher than normal.
"Calm down girlie," Takeru said. "Datamon, can you help us?"
"Of course," Datamon replied. "That's why I am here."
"Then help us," said the chosen children in unison.
"Patience is a virtue. Now if you give me a minute, and I'll bring you some place safe," Datamon replied.
"We don't have minute," Yamato screamed.
Datamon glowered at Yamato. "The more you talk, the longer it'll take for me to get you away from here." Datamon began typing on a computer on his wrist.
As Datamon worked, Mimi whispered to Yamato, "Can we really trust him?"
Yamato turned to Mimi. "Do we have a choice?"
Mimi shrugged. "I suppose not."
After a moment, Datamon stopped. "Done," he said. "I'm going to transfer us to a hospital so you can get your friends fixed. It also happens to be a base of operations that we are using."
"It's pretty convenient that a hospital is your base. I mean, what are the odds?" Takeru said brightly. "And who is we?"
"The way this fight has been going, the odds are pretty high we'd use a hospital," Datamon said solemnly. "And you'll find out who we are soon enough." Now let's get moving. I'm opening a portal that will move us there." Datamon hit a button on his wrist, and a glowing white portal opened up, much like the one that took the chosen children back into the digital world.
"Kind of how like Koushiro moved us to that pyramid when we fought Etemon?" Mimi asked.
"Exactly like that. Now unless you have any more questions, just step through the portal," Datamon replied.
"Actually-" Takeru began.
"Did I mention if you don't hurry your friend is going to die?" Datamon cut him off.
"Let's go," Takeru deftly changed his words. The chosen children, with the help of their digimon, lifted Jou and Sora, and they all walked through the portal. They exited the other side into what seemed to be a hospital. As soon as they entered a door slid open and a pair of Floramon rushed in with a gurney. They loaded Jou on, and took him back through the door from which they came. With his possibly mortally wounded friend gone, Taichi relaxed a little and tried to get a bearing of his surroundings. There was a small entry room where the portal had opened up into. Branching off of the entry room was a long white hall way. In the door way of the hallway stood two Commandramon. They raised their weapons at the group, but then lowered them when they saw Datamon. They nodded, and Datamon proceeded into the hallway. As Datamon walked into the hallway, he disappeared.
"It's a firewall," one of the Commandramon said. "It only lets in data that hasn't been affected by the virus. It also creates an illusion. That's why Datamon disappeared. He is on the other side."
"I see," Taichi said as he began to walk through the firewall. "Thanks. Hey, do you have something we could use to carry our friend with." As Taichi said this he motioned towards Sora.
The Commandramon shook his head. "Those are all being used. Just carry her through the firewalls."
Taichi glared at him. "If we carry her, she could get more injured."
Commandramon growled. "I'm just the grunt here, don't complain to me."
"Fine," Taichi glowered. "Just help us carry her."
"I'm on guard duty," Commandramon turned away from Taichi. "Stop bothering me, and just pass through."
Taichi turned to the chosen children. "Let's all lift her, it will make it easier on her leg." The chosen children nodded, and gently lifted the now unconscious Sora up. She had passed out from the pain. Taichi carried her head, he passed through the firewall first. When he tried to bring Sora through, a red light start blinking, and alarms began to sound. The two Commandramon raised their guns, and a wall slid open, revealing a Tankmon.
"What the hell is going on?" Yamato screamed.
"She is infected," the Commandramon said. "Back away from her, and put her on the ground."
"Sora isn't infected," Taichi said. "That doesn't make sense."
"I don't why she would be infected, but she is. Now drop her, before I order my friend to blow you away," said the Commandramon has he motioned towards the Tankmon.
The chosen children slowly put Sora down, and backed away. As they were doing this, a tall figure walked out of the firewall. It was Leomon.
"Oh thank god, a friendly face," Mimi said in relief.
Leomon nodded to the group. "What's going on here?"
"This girl is infected," The Commandramon said.
"There is something wrong with the sensor, Sora isn't infected," Taichi insisted.
Leomon shook his head. "If the rumors are true, and Koushiro was infected, then he could have transferred the virus to Sora. We will take her to isolation and see what we could do. Leomon pressed a button, and a tube came down from the ceiling, and sucked up Sora. "Now, what the hell is going on?" Leomon asked.
"The rumors are true unfortunately," Taichi began. "Koushiro was the one who created the Syndrome. He was working for some military guy named Frank. Frank told Koushiro that it was a research trip, and it turned out to be a military invasion. To battle the invasion Koushiro created the Syndrome so digimon would become like animals, so the military wouldn't be able to use them. He then tried to commit suicide apparently. Also, somehow, he is heavily infected with the virus. And before he left for some reason he showed us parts of our past that we didn't tell the others."
Leomon shook his head. "He showed you each others past to tear the group apart most likely."
Taichi scratched his head. "I suppose that makes sense."
Leomon sighed sadly. "We are in trouble."
"True that," said Takeru. "Anyways, where are we?"
"In the hospital in Full Metal City, where you battled Machindramon. Full Metal City has become a base of ours, to battle the virus."
"Okay, for the last time, who is this mysterious resistance?" Takeru asked.
"I'll show you," said Leomon as he passed back through the firewall. "Follow me."