Author's note: Have you all watch the movie yet? I'm still waiting for the movie to show here. Guess it will be some time before I get to watch due to the situation out there. Take care everyone!

Digimon belongs to Toei.


Side: Iori

Iori was in a daze holding on to a okonomiyaki menu before him. Daisuke and himself along with V-mon and Armadillomon was finally having their feast as Yamato decided to call them out.

"Iori-kun?" Armadillomon had been worried about him. He had a lot on his mind since his discovery of Miyako's 'amnesia'.

Sitting beside them, Daisuke did not have the mood either. Whenever Daisuke had something he wanted to eat in mind, he always had Ken with him. But now… Daisuke looked at the empty seat beside him sadly. Suddenly a menu hit his head much to his dismay.

"Ouch!" Daisuke cried in pain as he raised his head slowly to see an annoyed Yamato-san.

"Have you decided what to eat?" Yamato refilled water on their table into their glasses. He had more or less heard from Takeru what was going on even though he could no longer participate in Digimon-related activities. Yamato had been concerned about their well-beings. The four of them had been through so much while they were still out there leading their lives. He felt guilty for not pursuing further being convinced by Himekawa that they were being looked after with. They were all too naïve back then.

"I want noodles!' V-mon raised his hands high up.

"I want more meat, dagyaa! Iori-kun how about you?" Armadillomon showed Iori the menu.

The boys looked at each other and sighed in response. Yamato clapped his hands for their attention.

"Eat up as much as you want today so you can fight your battles. Mind you. I'm keeping Ken and Miyako's share for the next time." Yamato attempted to smile cheekily just to cheer them up. It was so out of character but he needed to cheer them up.

The four of them were able to travel aboard as and when they liked, 'illegally' granted the ability to travel through the Digital Gate. The immigration would really be pissed. Yamato had been keeping in touch with them making sure they were okay all these while, while they helped him to keep a lookout especially for a certain Japanese young man with a huge brown hair.

"We'll take up your offer, thank you, Yamato-san." Iori took a sip of water and check out the menu with Armadillomon. Armadillomon was salivating already.

"Wait, give me back, Daisuke!" V-mon attempted to take the menu from Daisuke who had the hand on it on one hand and pushing V-mon away with another. They had their usual fights.

Iori noted Yamato's lip was pursed up upwards looking at their actions. It had not been easy for Yamato-san either since he lost Gabumon. All the more Iori wanted to find a solution not to end up like him. He turned to Armadillomon and they smiled.

"I'm so full…" Daisuke complained rubbing his stomach.

"I can still eat…" V-mon said while he feltl like puking.

"Iori, how are you?" Armadillomon asked in concern as Iori managed to finish three large sets. He is a growing boy after all. Iori sipped his water and clapped his hands.

"Thank you for the meal." Iori said to Yamato who nodded. For Yamato who live to eat, did not eat much. He must be worried about them.

"As long as you guys are able to keep going, I'm always ready to support you." Yamato said. "Do not to act rashly and contact Koushirou." Yamato started to nag.

"We know, Yamato-san, don't worry about us." Daisuke spoke up on behalf. There would be a limit on how much Yamato could do now to cover for them. He did not want him to do more than necessary and got him involved.

With that, Yamato left for his class leaving Daisuke, Iori and their Partner Digimon.

"I'm going to talk to Ken again." Daisuke said to Iori. "I'll count on you to check up on Taichi-san's place."

"Doing it again?" Iori was piqued. They had ransacked the place a few times and nothing was out of ordinary and on top of that they had to remind themselves he was an adult. They still could not believe he was into that though.

"I believe Taichi-san had left us clues. It's up to us to find it."


Iori ran out to the road when he witnessed Koushirou being taken away by the Police for investigation after receiving call from Takeru. He was the last person who spoke with Menoa Belucci and subsequently something happened to her. Tentomon was left unconscious being captured with their anti-Digimon net deployed by the Incorporated Administrative Agency.

Takeru and Hikari came by and met up with Iori. Koushirou was surprisingly calm when he was escorted to the Police car.

"What happened? Koushirou-san will never do such a thing!" Takeru attempted to tell the Police. Koushirou shook his head at Takeru signaling him to stop.

"I'm merely cooperating with the investigation. Please watch over everyone while I'm away, Takeru-san, I'm counting on you." Koushirou said to him before he was led into the car.

Iori was tongue-tied. Getting himself together, he rushed back to Koushirou's office to look for something while Takeru and Hikari watched helplessly as the car drove away. At least before the Incorporated Administrative Agency sent anyone here.

"Found it, dagyaa!" Aramadillomon held up a smart phone with a crossed shaped design phone case in orange which had a symbol of the sun in the centre.

"Good job, Armadillomon!" Iori picked up the phone from him. They could not allow this phone to end up with wrong hands.

"Koushirou-san should have deciphered the content in there after breaking in the password. It'll be useful for our investigation." Iori smiled in relief.

"Mochizuki-san and her team should be coming, let's go." He left the office swiftly as soon as he finished packing up and they left from the back door.

Mochizuki Meiko smiled at his back as she watched him hurriedly away as her team was hunting high and low for evidences. She would cover up for Iori.


"This cannot be!" Takeru just could not accept it. He was aware how much resentment Koushirou had for Menoa who used him to get the name list of Chosen Children. She removed Agumon and Gabumon by forcing them to battle breaking their bonds sooner than expected. They had been through dangers, their partners were hurt and some had lost their lives before. Although they were reborn, the scar in the Chosen Children's minds would remain. For Gabumon and Agumon who were gone forever, it was just something he could never accept. Menoa to him was a murderer. She got her just dessert. But why was it that Koushirou had to bear the brunt of the consequence?

"Takeru, don't cry." Patamon felt a surge of sadness tearing up standing on Takeru's hat.

"Can't we do anything about it?" Tailmon asked Hikari who was still in a shock. Tailmon had some concerns. This was getting complicated. Hikari was horrified at the net used to capture Tentomon. The net totally froze him rendered him powerless. The Incorporated Administrative Agency were getting serious in restraining Digimon if need be.

Iori was sitting across them quietly clutching his knees to his chest. Armadillomon watched him sadly. The three of them gathered at compact apartment Iori, Daisuke, Ken and Miyako had been using as their base, another Chosen Child, Kamiya Taichi used to stay.

"This is so frustrating." Iori muttered under his breath. Miyako-san had forgotten her life as a Chosen Child and only seeing him as her neighbour. Hawkmon was nowhere to be found. Daisuke had not gotten back to him about Ichijouji. Things were not working out for them. Iori looked around at the apartment and suddenly something came to his mind.

"The technology used feels like the Dark Tower and possibly even evil ring." Iori spoke up, pinching his chin as he thought about it. Takeru raised his head up having heard Iori and his analysis.

"Evil ring?" Hikari confirmed her understanding, blinking in response. Tailmon widened her eyes stealing a glance at the holy ring on her tail.

"Yes, the net that restrained Tentomon is using the technology Ichijouji used to build as Digimon Kaiser." Iori picked up Armadillomon and pulled him into his arms. The more he thought about what the Incorporated Administrative Agency could do to their Digimon shaken him.

He could still feel shivers up his spines when he was reminded of their defeat by Alphamon. Iori was drifting in and out of consciousness when he felt how they were shoved into capsules and put to sleep. The feeling looking at the people who was staring him as though he was some exhibits was terrifying. Iori closed his eyes trying his best to shake his fear away.

"Iori…" Armadillomon looked up at him worriedly.

In Iori's mind, he could barely remember someone was banging and staring at the capsule Daisuke was held captive in horror. He was a high school student with huge wild hair. Iori found him familiar yet was unable to pinpoint who he was back then.

"Daisuke?" Iori's mind came back to the present when he heard Hikari's voice calling someone's name. Daisuke finally came back.

"How is it, dagyaa?" Armadillomon welcomed Daisuke and V-mon back. Daisuke shook his head brushing his hair in frustration as he sat down heavily beside Hikari on the bed.

"Ken doesn't know him. Daisuke had been going to the college Ichijouji is attending, pestering him, trying to get him to remember him only to be carried out by the security guards." V-mon updated the team. Ever since they attempted jogress evolution, Daisuke and Ken had always been hanging out together. If one of them was gone, they would not be able to take it.

"Wormmon is missing. I feel empty without Wormmon." V-mon continued looking depressed.

"How can this be?" Takeru exclaimed in disbelief. "What was going on now?"

"After we have promised that we'll always be together, why?" V-mon just could not understand. He was afraid he would be forced to part with Daisuke.

The group decided to head home in the evening since there was nothing much they could do. Takeru would walk Hikari home. Daisuke decided to see Ken again tomorrow. He just would not give up. He was about to leave after Takeru and Hikari left when Iori pulled the bottom of his shirt. Iori wanted to speak to Daisuke privately dragging him back to the apartment.

"What is it, Iori?" Daisuke asked impatiently.

"Here, I managed to recover Taichi-san's phone." Iori pulled out the phone he had retrieved from Koushirou's office from his bag.

"Iori, you got the phone back?" Daisuke's face brightened up. Iori nodded.

"I thought you'd like this idea." Iori said folding his arms with a poker face.

"As long as this didn't fall into their hands, we might have a chance. Let's pry for some clues. I bet it has to be a Digimon that is behind all these." Daisuke decided. They needed to find the culprit before the Agency did. Luckily, they were the ad-hoc members in the Agency due to their unique statuses which helped in their investigation.


The next time Iori met Koushirou was in the interview room. As a member of Incorporated Administrative Agency, he was to recruit Koushirou to the defense force. His intellectual and technical skills would prove to be valuable having saved the world a number of times. He also had a hand in defeating Menoa and Eosmon by sending Yamato, Eosmon's coordinates in the nick of time when she confronted him to take his consciousness.

"I can't believe you're next in line to try and persuade me, Agent Hida." Koushirou lean back to the chair and folded his arms. He had rejected Agent Kaho outright. They were exploiting the rights of their freedom and the freedom of their Partner Digimon. Koushirou could not believe Daisuke and his team were all members of the Agency.

"We were duped by Himekawa-san. Have you forgotten that?" Koushirou exclaimed slamming the table glaring at Iori into his eyes.

"We are the Chosen Children with the responsibilities to defend our world. Don't you understand? If you are truly concerned about Tentomon, you should come to your senses. The human had formed bad impression about our partners, we should do something to prove them wrong!" Iori rebuked. He was no longer the kid Koushirou used to know. Koushirou realized it might be futile talking to them.

"Calm down, Iori-kun." Armadillomon was worried he would fall out with his senior. Even though their methods could be different, they have the same goal in mind.

"I've a favour for you." Koushirou said quietly. Iori raised his eyebrow signaling him to continue.

"Please help Tentomon." He did not know what they would do to Tentomon after witnessing how his defense was broken through and how Tentomon was tortured to getting captured when he defended him. He faintly hoped that the agency would have some consciences. They were not just digital data, they were lives. As fellow Chosen Children, Iori would understand since he cared for Armadillomon's well-being.


Iori was walking in the shopping street with Armadillomon on his arms. He observed the people going on with their usual lives. They were living their own lives although differently. He wanted to defend their world. It seems to just get harder. More Digimon were appearing in their world causing destruction and destruction was what Digimon were well-known of doing.

"If this continues, what do you think will happen, Armadillomon? The Agency is coming up with technology to deal with Digimon like you. I wish I can do more to prevent tragedy from happening again." Iori shared with his partner.

"I feel you, dagyaa. Iori-kun had been working hard for us." Armadillomon raised his hand up. He had been watching Iori running around whether in school, kendo, food trip with Daisuke or dealing with Digimon incidents. He could not stand justice being abused the most.

V-mon, Hawkmon and himself were ancient Digimon having been through wars and destruction in past era. He believed they could get through this together. Someone in the crowd caught Armadillomon's attention suddenly.

"Iori-kun. He?" Armadillomon pointed before him with his trembling claw There was a man that appeared before them in the midst of the crowd. Iori's eyes widened at the man who gave him a warm smile before him.

"But you…" Iori found tears welling up his eyes. He never specially looked for him although he should have known that he was back in Real World.

"You're Hiroki's son." The man who used to have long hair and pale face had trimmed his hair short and was in his purple long coat. He was able to recognize Iori from afar.

"Oikawa-san." Iori greeted him in tears.


Oikawa Yukio. The few of them knew he was back in Japan since the reboot had occurred. Iori had been trying to locate him over the years with no avail.

While they had eyes on Kamiya Taichi who is on the special programme in the States, they had no idea where Oikawa was.

Iori had a long talk with him especially about his late father in a cafe. As expected, he did not remember what he had done eight years ago, being used and possessed by BelialVandemon. He was leading the most normal life.

Oikawa had his new life after waking up five years ago in the hospital. Somehow he was glad he was able to let go of his resentment towards Hiroki after that experience. He was a vet taking care of sick and injured pets. He even got married and have kids.

"Look, this is my wife and my daughter." He showed Iori his family photo and he was so proud and happy.

"If only Hiroki is still alive to see you, he'll be so proud of you. You've grown so big. You're in high school, right? My daughter has a long way to go, if not I'll get Hiroki to matchmake you and her." Oikawa shared excitedly.

"I'm really happy for you Oikawa-san." Iori exclaimed with a smile sincerely. His wife had arrived to meet up with him after her shopping with his young daughter who was about three years old.

"Yukio, who is he?"

"I'm Hida Iori, son of your husband's friend." Iori extended his hand for a handshake. The little girl had taken a liking to Armadillomon and she was able to play with him.

"Send my regards to your grandfather." Oikawa waved to him having his arms over his wife's shoulder as Iori waved him goodbye with Armadillomon.

"Armadillo should come over to my house soon." The little girl patted Armadillomon on his head. They watched the couple and their little girl walked away. The existence of Digimon may not be a bad thing. Oikawa's daughter was not afraid of Digimon at all. She turned to Iori and Armadillomon and blinked her eyes at them. Iori was stunned. In his mind, an image of certain little green Digimon overlapped with her.

"She is…" Iori shook his idea off. That could not be.

Maybe he should visit Oikawa again with Daisuke and V-mon. They need to investigate this further.


Iori came to Kamiya Taichi's apartment. He had something to find out even if he had to raid the place again and again.

"Miyako and Ken-san had lost the trigger which led them to become Chosen Children. If they did not become Chosen Children, we might not have met and become friends. The existence of Digimon Kaiser could disappear and they might not even be chosen to save the Digital World. Taichi-san is definitely an important key to their experience based on what we know from other timeline." Iori explained to Armadillomon.

"Iori…" Armadillomon was worried about him. If possible, they should not meddle with time again.

"You're late." Daisuke and V-mon had been waiting in the apartment feeling all restless. They only had one another to rely on for now.

"No matter how scary this is going to be. We need to face this right on." Iori informed Daisuke who took a sharp breath.

"We've been through thick and thin, life and death, there's nothing to be afraid of." Daisuke said. "For Ken and Miyako, let's do it."

"Let's start off watching the adult DVDs." Armaillomon dug under the blanket they had hidden the DVDs from Takeru and Hikari.

"What? You're aware that we're underage, right?" Daisuke exclaimed covering V-mon's and Iori's eyes.

"We're definitely adults!" V-mon said turning to Armadillomon after pulling Daisuke's hand off his eyes. They had been around way longer than they did except that they spent a lot of time hibernating while waiting for their human partners.

Iori shoved Daisuke's hand away as well and stared Daisuke in his eyes closely. Daisuke totally got it. They were probably just facades.

"On a side note, what if there's really something not suitable for our eyes." Iori asked with a poker face jokingly.

"My impression for Taichi-san would be destroyed." Daisuke did not know whether to laugh or cry. Not even Iori could not imagine. The few of them indeed found something.

A male with olive-green hair of aged 25 appeared to them on the TV screen.

Responsibilities would lie on their shoulders to make things right.


"Holy crap!"

And so Iori, Daisuke and their Digimon discovered the secret server Menoa had hidden in the States. The place was almost destroyed by another Digimon she had created using data from her experiment on human. It was disturbing.

A certain Digimon had been let loose. He who was the one who could sever the sign of friendship.