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A/N: So here is my new chapter, sorry for taking so long. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. I would like to thank San Child of the Wolves, and White Hunter for their reviews, I'm grateful for them. I've changed Kisho's attitude in this chapter. You'll see more of that later in the chapters.

Chapter 12

Labramon's determination

Two beds plummeted toward the earth at a breakneck speed during the night. The owners of the beds could feel their hearts lift to their throats. Their digimon watched in horror at the quickening impact.

"Kisho, hang on!" yelled Labramon in fear.

"Yukito, this will all be over soon!" Penguinmon assured.

"As much as I don't mind the whole crash course, I rather not die just yet!" shouted Yukito as he held on to the bed for dear life.

"We're not going to survive this!" screamed Kisho grasping anything he could.

"Kisho, keep your eyes shut and don't think about it!" commanded Yukito.

Kisho took a deep breath as he closed his eyes awaiting the collision. He didn't know what was worse this or a huge roller coaster going a hundred miles per hour. There was a high exhilaration as the drop commenced. Kisho tried his hardest to keep his mind on anything else.

Yukito tried to contain his breathing as his stomach began to lurch. He could see the ground get closer with every second. He silently prayed that the impact wasn't going to be excruciatingly painful. But of course, what fall from that height wasn't going to be painful?

In seconds both beds crashed into water destroying the beds in the process. Yukito was the first to emerge from the water coughing and spluttering as he looked around for Penguinmon, Kisho and Labramon. He could see Penguinmon floating on his back enjoying the water, a few feet from him. It worried him when he couldn't see Kisho, although he wasn't really a people person he still cared about the safety of the younger crowd.

"Kisho!" Yukito called hoping that by some miracle Kisho was safe on land or holding on to a rock of some sort.

"Let me check under the water, maybe I can see them," Penguinmon said diving under the water. Yukito remained treading the water searching every spot possible there was. This was slowly starting to scare him to no end. The worse possible thoughts kept creeping up into his head.

"I don't see them, I'm not sure where exactly they could be," Penguinmon said a minute later.

"Oh god," breathed Yukito swimming over to Penguinmon. He didn't know what he was going to do; all he knew was that explaining this to Mark was going to be the worst thing he's ever had to do. Dread sank into his heart with each kick he took.

"Yukito, look!" Penguinmon said indicating behind Yukito. Yukito stopped swimming and turned around. Emerging from the water was a white dog with a small boy on his back.

Yukito let out a sigh of relief as he made his way over to Kisho and Labramon. Labramon himself doggy paddled over to a rock to allow Kisho some time to rest.

"Labramon, are you all right?" asked Yukito holding on to the rock.

"Yeah, I'm all right, side from the mild head rush and water log feeling but things couldn't be better."

"Kisho, how are you doing?" Yukito asked.

"Never better," Kisho replied weakly.

Yukito smiled slightly as he lifted his body on the rock and lay down. Kisho was already lying upon the rock easing his racing heart. Labramon forced himself on to the rock and collapsed in between Yukito and Kisho. Penguinmon on the other hand remained floating in the water.

Morning rose quickly greeting the tired boys. Yukito was already in his jeans and t-shirt; sleep never came to him, which caused for a restless night. Kisho on the other hand was still out cold. Labramon was still resting next to him in a protective pose.

Penguinmon had finally gotten out of the water and was now resting on a nearby piece of land in front of a water fall. The rushing sound didn't seem to bother anyone, especially Kisho. But it caused one big problem, how were they supposed to get from point A to where they were now to point B to where the others were? Yukito couldn't get that predicament out of his head as he stared at the large water fall. Neither one of their digimon could fly. Labramon couldn't digivolve yet.

"Yukito, what are you thinking about?" Kisho asked in a soft voice.

"How we are going to get over that water fall to the other side. Maybe there is a way on one of the sides."

"I say we get a move on if we are ever going to escape this island and find our friends," suggested Penguinmon.

By this time, Kisho was already changed into his dry clothes all ready to go. Labramon was already standing up ready to move too. Yukito was impressed on how fast everyone moved at his suggestion.

Without another word the four made their way down the little strip of land on to a path leading away from the water fall. Neither of them knew what to expect on this island. With that in mind they needed to keep their minds focused with each step they took.

"Do you know where are we are?" asked Kisho.

"Not a clue. Not *a* clue," Yukito replied putting emphasis on the last 'a'.

Time passed by and the field it seemed they were on didn't change all the way. Yukito had the look of being disgruntled plastered on his face as their walk continued. In his hand sat his digivice with a blank screen. He was not impressed that nothing was showing up.

"Yukito, in your opinion, what do you think Labramon would digivolve into?" Kisho asked after several minutes of silence.

"I don't know, why do you ask?"

"Well, it's just that Labramon is the only one not to be able to digivolve."

"Give it time, he'll digivolve soon. You need to give him patience."

Yukito could tell that Kisho was concerned that his digimon was still in the rookie stages compared to many of the others who have exceeded into their champion forms, except for Yumi seeing as that was an understatement as she still had no luck in locating her digimon. Kisho it seemed didn't like to be in the shadows of a lot of the older campers, he seemed to be trying his hardest to prove he's more.

"I'm curious Kisho, how come you're not worried about the location of your brother?" wondered Yukito. "Most people, especially younger siblings would be worried about their older siblings' safety and whereabouts."

"He's old enough to take care of himself. I know that he must be worried sick about me, but needs to know that I need my breathing space. As a child he was always so attached to me and clingy. I couldn't breathe without him beside me. He's learned to back off for now. Mom knows that I like my space and she's told Mark countless times to do the same," Kisho explained.

"Well, that does explain it. But older brothers are supposed to worry."

"Since when did you get so spiritual about this?" Penguinmon asked.

"Hey, I might spend half my time locked in my room in my dark space, but I do know what it feels like to have people looking over your shoulder."

The walk seemed to have shortened with their talking. With the field behind them, a colourful place seemed to be up ahead. There were balloons, tall boxes with little designs on them. In the trees seemed to be little toys along with the leaves. Yukito looked up at the colourful items with narrowed eyes of annoyance. He somehow managed to get into a play land, not just any play land, a child's play land.

Kisho on the other hand was in awe of the scenery. It reminded him of a carnival or something. The shapes and designs reminded with of balloons seen at fairs. First thing that came into mind was cotton candy and popcorn.

Labramon and Penguinmon turned their attention toward their partners in wonder. Penguinmon was concerned about Yukito's reaction toward the place. He thought Yukito would be a little more enthusiastic like Kisho was. He wasn't expecting his mood to quickly shift into a more depressed one. But he did realize that Yukito frequently went through mood swings.

Labramon was curious as to why Kisho seemed to be more of the excited one to be around this type of place. Obviously he wasn't truly one to understand the human world concepts, but he knew enough after being around Kisho and the other humans. Still a lot of things confused him on different levels. For no he just needed to accept what was going on with Kisho.

"Okay, please tell me we are not about to go in there," Yukito said stopping in his tracks.

"Come on Yukito it'll be fun," Kisho replied with a giant smile on his face.

"Kisho, there is no way you are about to get me inside that place."

"What could be so bad about here? Do you think an evil digimon could be around?"

"Quite possibly. This could be one of Devimon's tricks again. And I don't feel like being set up for something like this."

"Please, it'll be quick, I promise. In and out."

"I have your word? If anything should go wrong, we are gone? I'm not trying to be a chicken here, but my first responsibility is to protect you. Yeah, you are old enough to take care of yourself and you do have a digimon to protect you. But there are certain things that we can't defend ourselves from."

"I promise."

Kisho made his way inside with Labramon at his heels leaving Yukito and Penguinmon to drag their feet behind them. Laughter could be heard up ahead from Kisho as he started running and bouncing on the ground. Yukito let out a sigh as he shook his head.

"This is going to be a *long* day!" groaned Yukito putting great emphasis on long as he continued to make his way into the village.

"It shouldn't be that bad."

"Not that bad? Penguinmon, I'm in this little village with a very happy-go-lucky kid who doesn't seem to get depressed too easily. You know once we get in here there is no way he'll want to leave."

"Yukito, keep you head held high and don't be such a downer. Listen to me, Kisho is still a young boy, he needs a great role model and seeing that his brother isn't here that would be you. He doesn't need someone who is going to rain on his parade."

"Penguinmon, do you seriously hear yourself?"

"Yes."

"You're incredible. Look, for a little bit I'll go along with this whole happy thing. After that I'm going back to my usual mopey, depressed mood and I'm not coming out until we find our way home."

"That could be a while."

Further inside the village, Yukito saw Kisho holding onto an egg with different designs upon the shell. Labramon was sniffing around some of the cradles containing what seemed to be little digimon.

"Penguinmon, what are those?" Yukito asked.

"Baby digimon."

"Very…interesting."

"Wonder what will happen when I rub the egg? Do you think a genie would appear?" Kisho wondered lightly rubbing the side of the egg.

Yukito stared at the egg as Kisho continued to rub it. Slowly it began to shake and the shell started to shatter away. In seconds a little black head appeared from the egg.

"Wow, a baby digimon!" Kisho exclaimed.

"It's so cute," Labramon said.

"We need to find it a cradle."

"I'll see if I can find a spare one."

Labramon started to sniff at the ground hoping to find something, anything of use. But as he got a little further away, the egg that broke turned itself into a cradle.

"That was convenient."

"Oh yeah, this is going to be a *very* long and boring day," Yukito sighed sitting on the ground cross legged.

"Come on, you have to make the most of it," Penguinmon urged trying to force Yukito to cheer up.

"These guys are so soft and squishy," Kisho said.

'Oh brother,' thought Yukito as a thought came to mind. 'I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy.'

Yukito sat back and watched Kisho observe all the baby digimon. Yukito couldn't find it in him to go along with the whole happy, cheery Yukito. It almost sickened him just listening to Kisho. Penguinmon disappeared from his side to go hang out with Kisho. The three of them seemed to be having a great time.

"It's like babysitting all over again," groaned Yukito collapsing on the padded ground. "He stared up at the sky watching the clouds float by. In a way this was a good way to sit back and relax for some time. How could anything spoil this moment?

"No, don't cry."

Spoke to soon.

"What's the matter? Are you hungry?"

"What happened?" Yukito asked sitting up.

"I don't know. One second we were sitting here the next second all the babies started to cry."

"Wonderful. Simply wonderful. First of all, let's round them up and put them back in the cradles. Second of all, we should do and find some food," Yukito suggested picking up what seemed to be a pure white blob.

"Good idea."

The four got to work picking up every baby digimon there was. It never occurred to Yukito or Kisho how quickly the babies could move. It never stopped them however, it was important that the babies got back to their cradles before whoever was caring for them got back. Somehow, Yukito feared that whoever it was was not going to be too thrilled that they were there.

Down by the stream a red digimon with blue streaks through the fur seemed to be staring longingly into the water. Not out of hunger, but out of patience and timing. Nothing seemed to be happening just yet, only the strong current. But something told him to wait.

His name was Elecmon, the keeper of the newborn digimon at the Primary Village. His super thunder strike could easily fry his opponent. He was a digimon to fear on some levels. His protective instinct rose greatly when anyone threatened his charges.

Watching patiently he saw a swarm of fish swimming up the stream. Taking his chance he leapt into the air and set out an attack to the school of fish. When he returned to the ground he gathered up all those who were affected by the attack and placed them inside of the net he carried.

"Easiest ways to catch fish, no worry of worms, no use of fishing rods, less patience," Elecmon said tying the next up with the huge catch. "This should feed all the little ones for a long time."

Elecmon took the part of the net that was tied up into his mouth and dragged it down the path by the stream to the village. The walk itself was a long one. It wasn't an easy one to take, especially hording the catch of the day. He dreaded the dragging of food, but he knew in his mind that is had to be done no matter what.

As he got closer to the village something came over him making him stop in his tracks. He could sense that something was wrong. From where he was to where the Primary Village was he could hear the crying of the babies. He knew right there and then that someone were harming his babies.

"Don't worry babies, I'm on my way!" Elecmon called disregarding the net fish and ran the rest of the way free of the weight.

Back at Primary Village Kisho, Yukito, Penguinmon and Labramon determined to get all the babies back into their cradles. They were way too out numbered. All the babies refused to stay inside.

Yukito was getting frustrated with finding the same digimon. Although they weren't all the same digimon there were quite a few look-alikes. He had counted over forty baby digimon roaming around; some he admitted were probably the same ones.

As for Kisho he made a game of it to make everything go a little smoother and quicker, but even he was getting annoyed by the constant run around. There was no denying that he wanted to give up and agree with Yukito that this was all just a big waste of time and that they should have avoided the village altogether.

Labramon and Penguinmon were beyond frustrated with this, neither one could keep up with all the little digimon. Just like their human partners the two were ready to call it quits and leave the place without putting back any of the babies.

"What do you think you are doing with my babies?" demanded an angry voice five feet from where they stood.

Penguinmon and Labramon went into defence mode and stood in front of their partners who were holding two different digimon. In Yukito's hand was a white blob called a Poyomon. Kisho held on to the little black head like digimon known as a Botamon. Kisho was shocked to see the red and blue digimon standing before him, he felt guilty for holding Botamon. Yukito on the other hand rolled his eyes letting down his defences a bit.

"Dude, we weren't doing anything. We happened to stumble upon this village in search of our friends. The babies are fine. See?" Yukito snapped letting his anger get to him. He held out the Poyomon all safe and secure in his hands. That didn't seem to be enough proof to Elecmon that Kisho and Yukito weren't trying to harm the digimon one way or another.

"You assume that I'm just supposed to believe what you say? I demand to know who you two are!"

"Don't say anything Kisho. With his attitude I wouldn't give him any of our time," Labramon said without turning his head to Kisho. His eyes were locked on to Elecmon's ice blue eyes.

"Hey, don't you be back talking me pup. I'm not the one to barge into ones home and be rude."

"At least we aren't giving attitude. I don't know why you are angry with us. We had the decency to take care of the digimon while you were AWOL," Labramon shot back.

Both Yukito and Kisho were in shock with Labramon's tone of voice. None of them expected him to snap at anyone. Apparently you can't always judge ones attitude too quickly. Kisho didn't want to interfere with the little conflict between Elecmon and Labramon, it was turning very interesting on both accounts. Yukito was impressed by the dog digimon's take charge attitude. Penguinmon had no words to describe the situation. There was too much of a good thing going on.

"I don't understand why you are being all high and mighty here."

"You barbarians always make the same mistake. You never understand the true meaning of me. I'm not some ordinary digimon who just happened to come along and catch the four of you. This is Primary Village hatching ground and nursery, a very special place where all digimon start their lives and I'm a very special digimon entrusted with caring for each and every single one of them," explained Elecmon.

"Well you don't have to put on this huge show of being an arrogant jerk," Labramon snapped.

"I'm not overly thrilled when trespassers invade my territory. But enough of this chatter, you all must leave!" demanded Elecmon sending out his super thunder strike.

Labramon leapt into the air dodging the attack. He was not impressed that Elecmon saw it necessary to attack him. Labramon was now getting irritated at him as Elecmon kept attacking. Labramon didn't want to attack him seeing that he had not done anything wrong, but Elecmon wasn't giving up whatsoever. Labramon turned to Penguinmon who stayed back merely watching the fight, he didn't want to get caught in the middle.

"This is insane! Retrieve bark!" Labramon yelled.

"Super thunder strike!"

"Kisho, don't you think this has gone on long enough? Maybe we should separate the two," suggested Yukito leaning against one of the blocks. His arms were folded in front of him uncaring. He rolled his eyes at the constant back and forth battle between the two digimon.

"Maybe, but I want to see the out come," Kisho said. The words surprised him greatly. Yukito looked down at him stunned at his words. In a way Yukito was just as curious.

"Is this even safe for those two to be fighting around the babies?" Penguinmon asked concerned.

"Not really, but I don't want to get in between those two while their fighting. Labramon, not the type of digimon to back down."

"Good to know."

"Retrieve bark!"

"Super thunder strike!"

Their attacks were matched evenly making Kisho worry a little as the attacks started to miss and attack the babies. Penguinmon went on the defence mode protecting all the little ones to the best of his ability. Neither Labramon nor Elecmon seemed to know what truly was going on, their minds were set upon hurting each other.

"Guys! Knock it off! This isn't solving anything, except who can get hurt faster!" yelled Kisho now angry at both digimon for their behaviour.

"Huh?" both asked stunned landing on the ground opposite one another looking confused.

"Kisho, what's the matter?" Labramon asked.

"This isn't going anywhere. Do you two truly have to fight?" Kisho asked picking up the Botamon.

"Yes, because this arrogant digimon doesn't understand the concept of back down."

"Oh, I don't understand the concept of back down? What about you? I have never seen a digimon so bent on fighting so much in my life. What do you truly have to prove?" Elecmon asked.

"Kisho, come one. Can I please teach this arrogant digimon a lesson?" Labramon asked ignoring Elecmon's question. Why was it any of his business what his reason was?

"Yukito what do you think they should do instead of fighting?"

"I don't know. What is something that can resolve a fight without breaking into one?"

"Dude, there is nothing. It all involves proving who the stronger person is."

"You truly aren't one for fighting are you?"

"Only to the extent," replied Kisho. "Okay, you know what? I have an idea how we can solve this. Yukito don't laugh or make fun of this, this is the only thing that came to mind."

"Oh I so fear this now," groaned Yukito.

It was a few minutes later, both Labramon and Elecmon were still standing across from each other fuming. Kisho was between the two holding off both from attacking each other. Yukito and Penguinmon were sitting away from the three. Yukito looked mildly bored after being briefed on Kisho's plan. He had no idea how that was going to resolve anything but to each his own.

"All right. The two of you are going to be playing tug-a-war. It is still proving just how strong the two of you are. But at least you're not attacking one another and not harming the baby digimon."

"This is so ridiculous," groaned Yukito.

"Hey, no making fun of this, this is all that was coming to mind at the time," Kisho said. "You two ready? On your marks! Get set! Go!"

Labramon and Elecmon automatically ran forward picking up a piece of rope at their mouth and ran to the other side pulling with all their might. Neither one was in the mood to lose to the other. Kisho stood back watching with satisfaction. This seemed to be a better out come then the other way.

'I'll show him just who the strongest is,' thought Labramon pulling his hardest.

'I'll give it to him, the pup is not afraid to back down.'

"Come on, pull harder. Don't give up. You can do it!"

Labramon narrowed his eyes in determination when he felt Elecmon pull harder on the rope causing him to be lifted on to his hindquarters. Determined now, he pulled with all his might on the rope not wanting to lose.

As Labramon pulled hard Elecmon soon lost his footing causing him to be sent flying up into the air flying into one of a giant rubber block. Labramon looked up at his in after seeing where he went.

"Uh…Elecmon are you okay?" Kisho called out worried.

Yukito lifted his head in time to see Elecmon appear from the block. He didn't look hurt, which was a good sign. Yukito himself was really proud of what the little dog digimon could do.

"Okay, I know when I'm defeated. I give up!"

"The winner and best digimon ever is Labramon." Labramon had on a satisfied smile on his face as he strolled over to Kisho.

Elecmon managed to get himself down from the block and headed over to the others who were still congratulate Labramon.

"You did it kid, you truly are the terror of tug-a-war."

"You know I could take you on again."

"I bet you could, but don't get too cocky. You might want to quit while you're on the top. But I was to apologetic to all of you for the way I acted when you arrived. With all this mess going on I've just been expecting a fight. This of course wasn't fair on your behalf."

"All is forgiven. You know what? It was well worth it too."

"You're a lot stronger than you appear kid. I'm impressed."

"Why thank you. You know as Yukito always says, you can't judge a book by its cover."

"You're absolutely right. I insist that you and your friends stay here and get some rest. You look like you deserve it, especially after the tug-a-war."

"Thank you Elecmon. That is very generous of you."

'Oh thank gods we can sit and relax for a sometime," Yukito sighed with relief.

"Elecmon, how do we get to that mountain?" Kisho asked.

"Infinity Mountain?" questioned Elecmon confused to the odd request.

"Yes," Yukito and Kisho both said.

"You actually want to climb up there?"

"Uh huh."

"That's really not a good idea. The two of you boys don't want to truly deal with the problems up there. It's dangerous. You can get hurt or worse. You seem like such nice kids. I don't know why you want to deal with Devimon. He's an evil digimon bent on destruction."

"Trust us, we know. We feel like personally thanking him for splitting us all apart," Yukito fumed standing up to join Kisho.

"Do the two of you have a death wish?"

"No, just me," Yukito simply responded.

"All I can say, because I know I won't be able to convince you otherwise, be safe and don't get yourselves killed."

"Don't worry we will be."

"Hopefully we can get back with our group again. I bet you anything Yumi is going insane."

"And I can also be back together with my brother."

'It is only a matter of time before we are all brought back together. Once we are together, the stronger we'll be and the more we'll be able to take out Devimon once and for all,' thought Yukito looking hopeful up at Infinity Mountain.

'I can almost see my brother, he'll be so proud of how much I've grown,' though Kisho. 'But I can't help but fear that something horrible is to arise in the near future.'

A/N: Holy crap was that ever a long wait. I am so terribly sorry about that. I hope you like it. I'm not going to lie, I followed the show again. There will be times when I do that, we all know this. Chapter thirteen to be up soon.