Abel and Kain
29.

They waited at Training Peak. They knew some newbie Trainer would come looking for a digi-cake for their Calumon. A newbie with only a rookie or two, who might still be on their first week in the digital world. They'd caught a few, and this was a new afternoon, a new opportunity.

She didn't expect it to be Aki this time. She should have been well past except she wasn't. She ducked a little behind Kain so she wouldn't see, but they were high and in the sun and she doubted Aki would know it was her anyway, especially armed with the knowledge that she didn't have a digivice and wasn't registered as a Tamer.

Kain took care of the talking anyway. And he was good at it. A little scarily good at it. Seizing the cake, saying weak little girls like her shouldn't be playing on dangerous mountains and laughing when she said she'd come for the cake for her friend.

Tomomi had to laugh at that as well. Aki still hadn't gotten it into her thick head that it was all a script, and Calumon couldn't feel a thing, despite what Grandpa Kogorou tried to mimic and create. And, of course, she was prepared to fight for it. And so was Kain, in the role he considered the eliminator. Because once they lost all their digimon, they'd be revoked as a Tamer and have to wait a bit before they got back in.

In other words, they'd be taking advantage of the rules to create a bit of mayhem in weeding out Tamers.

Except it didn't work out that way. Some blue haired kid came around. With a Cyberdramon - an ultimate level digimon. Someone who thought himself a little like a hero, investigating the odd occurrences at Data Forest and Training Peak or something similar. Or maybe Grandpa Kogorou wasn't as clueless as as he appeared and had sent him.

Anyway, he seemed to know, on some basic level, who they were and what they were doing. And his Cyberdramon had hit both their Ultimate digimon and disintegrated them in a single strike.