Authors note: Yeaaah I take a long time on things I'm sorry. Thanks for reading. Fun fact, Impmon actually sang that song when in the tunnels.

Impmon vaulted onto a building and ran, stumbling and nearly losing his balance several times. He ignored the burning in his legs and the stiffness in his back. Blood rushed through his ears and his head pulsed and hurt, and he couldn't focus on anything other than getting away.

In the back of his mind, he knew he was going to be followed. The idiot kids were too stubborn to let him leave, especially with how injured he had been. As the virus eventually slowed down and processed this, he winced. The running had only aggravated his unhealed wounds, and all the activity going to the park had already tired him out.

He managed to keep going for another moment before he collapsed against a door on the top of a roof. It was the middle of the day, so he wasn't worried about any humans going up and bothering him. They would all be at school or work. The only ones who concerned him were the tamers.

He tried not to think about that, focusing on whatever he could to keep his mind off of tamers in general. After a while of failed attempts, Impmon sang a little nonsensical song he had heard kids sing at a park once. It had helped before when he...

"Nobody likes me, everybody hates me-" His voice wavered as he heard the dull thumps of another individual roof-hopping.

"Guess I'll go eat worms..." He wouldn't really. The creatures were disgusting, like most things on Earth.

"Impmon…" Renamon began, and Impmon startled. He was sure he had another minute or two to sulk.

"What do 'ya want, toots? I can stay here. No need ta' drag me off to the Digital World," He rambled, and the devil digimon couldn't decide if he was angry or glad that she let him.

"It was important they knew," Said the fox, and if she wasn't so perceptive, he would be sure she had simply ignored his ramblings.

"It wasn'. Really," He crossed his arms and turned away before wincing. He really needed to think before he jumped.

"They would have stayed and delayed the rescue party. This is simply what lets us leave faster."

"I don't know *how*. I've made it clear I don' want nothing to do with them anymore," Impmon reached up and touched his bandanna. Maybe ignoring her would work?

"That's a double negative," Renamon stood a moment longer before sitting.

"I know that," He refused to turn to her.

She simply sighed and accepted it, sitting in silence as she waited. Impmon wanted to refuse giving her the satisfaction of breaking first, but the silence was overwhelming, and the thoughts of his old tamers wouldn't leave his mind.

"They're still fighting," Impmon pondered, and he didn't register that he had actually said it until he turned back and found her eyes focused on his battered form.

"Who?" He figured she knew who, but he decided to play her game anyway.

"The twins," The purple devil stated, and she shifted, turning her gaze to the windows of the houses as she thought. Maybe she hadn't known.

"I see. They were your…"

"Both o' them. Yeah."

The conversation devolved into silence again. When he wasn't yelling at her, and Renamon wasn't trying to offer her opinion and calm him, she didn't seem to have much to say.

"Very well," The fox digimon decided, standing gracefully. "You don't have to come."

"Really?" Impmon asked dryly, and she sighed. He wasn't getting up anytime soon.

"Yes. I will do my best to explain the situation. We will still leave for the digital world, but you don't have to come-"

"Are you going after the deva's?" He interjected suddenly. Renamon simply nodded, expressionless.

"I'll go," Impmon decided firmly after a moments hesitation. He began shifting to stand, and she waited.

"Then we have to work out the problem with your tamers. Going or not, you're still injured and at the rookie level, unable to digivolve further."

"My humans didn't have a device," He admitted. This fact often gave him conflicting feelings. He wasn't really a digi-slave, but he didn't have the same bond as the rest of them either.

"Hm."

"What does that mean- Hey!" He growled as she scooped him up and ran back in the direction of the park faster that he could object. After a moment, he accepted his fate. It was better than making the trip back, and he was exhausted. So he settled down and scowled instead.