Gatomon was in a restless sleep that night, for dreams and thoughts of her past haunted her repeatedly. The first thoughts of Myotismon and Wizardmon, and the torment she went through. She dreamt it so clearly now...
"Hello, little Salamon. Are you lost?" a dark voice asked.
Salamon gasped and looked up at the icy blue eyes which had just spoken to her. A Myotismon. "M-Myotismon." She nodded and looked down.
"Ah, so I see I am known." He said in amusement.
"Well...word travels fast in the digital world." She nervously tried to pad around him, but he strode back in front of her. "And so does a reputation." She added resentfully.
A smirk grew on his face. "So...a little spunk, have we?"
Salamon swallowed. "I'm not lost." She stated.
"Did you lose something then?" he asked. "Perhaps I could help you find it."
"Didn't lose nothin'." She snorted. "I've gotta be going." She turned, only to find him behind her.
"Well, what's the hurry, now?" he smiled as a lone bat landed on his shoulder.
"Hurry? What hurry?" she turned her head.
"Well, if you're not looking for anything," he said in thought. "And you're not lost, what's a pup like you doing wandering around in the digital forest? It's dangerous, you know."
Salamon was desperate to get away; she knew this digimon was trouble. "I'm just takin' a walk. What's it to you?" she summoned the courage to look at him straight in the eyes.
He snarled in disgust. "Quite a little attitude for quite a little digimon."
"So what are you doing out here?" she countered. "I don't suppose you just stopped to smell the digi roses."
"Hm hm hm...quick little digimon, aren't we?"
"We aren't anything." She snapped back.
"So then, what do you think I'm doing out here?" he stepped closer to her.
"Making trouble." She said simply.
"Me?" he pointed to himself innocently. "Why, I would never do such things." He insisted. "Is that the thanks I get for trying to help my fellow mon?"
"You couldn't help me anyway." She sighed and looked towards the trees.
"Oh, so sad." He said with false sympathy. "Might I ask what's wrong, my dear?"
"No." She snuffed.
"Well, then I guess I can't help you. After all, I'm an ultimate. By your side, I could help you do whatever you wish."
Salamon looked down and thought a moment. "And how would you do that?"
Myotismon grinned in triumph. "I see that there is something missing in you. Maybe I could fix that for you. A friend? A partner? A defender?"
"What's in it for you?" she asked suspiciously.
"For me? Why, I never really thought of it from that angle."
"Don't be so naive." She scoffed.
"Hm..." he looked down at her in thought. "Your services in return for my kindness. When I ask you to fight, you fight."
"And why would you be fighting?" she asked.
Myotismon laughed inwardly. This digimon was clever, something that must be noted. He could not let her get away. "It's the evil digimon, you know. They see me as a great threat." He knelt down and held out his hand. "Join me, Salamon. Together, we are invincible."
Salamon looked up at him. Here he was offering protection as she searched for her...maybe she could find what she was looking for. "It...It's a deal, Myotismon." She put her paw into his hand and watched him shake it with a grin. Something felt very wrong about it. Very wrong...
Gatomon awoke with a strange shiver down her spine. Tai had rolled over, and she was now practically under him. She'd always regretted saying yes to Myotismon, and it still wasn't over. Something inside her told her it was time, and she hopped off of the bed to the ground in the middle of the room.
"Whoever you are, I'm ready for you." She closed her eyes, but quickly opened them once more.
"Are you?" chuckled a voice. A voice, just like her own, but this time it wasn't inside her head like the echo before. It was coming from a black figure in the corner of the bedroom.