Shinjuku Heights Hotel

West Shinjuku, Tokyo


Shinji sighs with relief as he unlocks the door to his hotel room, it had been a real pain to sneak Kouji, his digimon partner, across the city to the building. Just after leaving the park he'd realized that people were going to be a bit suspicious if they saw a digimon just walking down the streets of Tokyo. Luckily, there was a department store across the street, so he'd bought a large black trenchcoat and a hat for Kouji. They hadn't had any real problem getting to the hotel, except that he still can't shake off that feeling...that feeling that someone was watching him.

Shaking off the feeling yet again, Shinji pushes the door open the turns on the lights inside. The sun had just set, so the room may be dark, but the sky is still bright red with the colors of the setting sun.

"Ok, we're safe in here," says Shinji, taking off his blue jean jacket and throwing it on one of the two beds in the room. Kouji closes the door and takes his hat off, relieved at getting rid of it.

"So, is this where you live?" asks Kouji, tossing the hat onto a small table near the door. Shinji picks up a remote control from the other bed and turns on the TV.

"No, I'm just staying here while I'm in Tokyo. My real home is in Osaka," he replies, flipping through the channels. Kouji walks past Shinji and looks out the window at the skyline, a beautiful sight with the colors of the sunset in the background.

"Osaka…so what are you doing here?" asks Kouji, unbuttoning his trenchcoat.

"I have a vacation from school this week, so I convinced my parents to let me come to Tokyo," replies Shinji, finding something interesting on TV and laying down on his bed.

"I see…" says Kouji, putting his hands in his coat's pockets and staring at the sunset. His thoughts are on other things, though. Specifically the digimon he'd met in the park.

"Shinji, do you know the name of Rika Nonaka's partner?" asks Kouji, looking at his own partner. Shinji thinks for a moment and looks back at him.

"I think her name was Renamon," replies Shinji, "Why?"

Kouji smiles for a moment, then looks back at the sunset and says, "No reason, I just wanted to know."

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"It's so cold…" whispers Guilmon, slowly opening his eyes. He's no longer in his den anymore, now he's inside a frozen cavern of ice, with no visible way to get in or out. He stands there shivering for a moment, rubbing his arms in an attempt to get warm before deciding to speak again.

"Hello?" he says, taking a few steps and looking all around him. The cave should be dark, but there is somehow light, from where he can't tell. Then he sees it, another digimon, floating in the air on the other side of the cave. Guilmon's eyes widen with fear, he can't be seeing this. It's impossible!

"It…it's you!" yells Guilmon, suddenly feeling a drop in temperature, whether it really is getting colder or his fear he can't tell. The digimon smiles at him, its red eyes burning into Guilmon's soul.

"Hello, my friend," it replies, its very voice sending a chill down Guilmon's spine.

"Wha…what do you want?!" yells Guilmon, getting into an attack stance, despite the cold. The icy monster laughs lightly and smiles even more.

"The same thing I've always wanted, my dear Guilmon, and you're going to help me get it," it says, bringing its hand to his chin and stroking it, all the while grinning madly.

"Err…PYRO SPHERE!" yells Guilmon, firing a blast of energy at the digimon. But instead of hitting it, it goes right through, and the image of the digimon disappears like a puff of smoke. Then he could feel the digimon's icy breath on the back of his neck.

"You will do it, Guilmon. You will kill the Tamer Takato," whispers the digimon.

"NO!" screams Guilmon, spinning around and swiping at the monster, but it disappears the same as before.

"You will do it, I will make sure of it!" it yells, its voice echoing in Guilmon's mind.

"NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" screams Guilmon, clutching his head and kneeling on the ground, tears pouring down his face as the digimon's laugh echoes throughout the cave of ice.

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Rika closes the gate from the street and walks down the stone path in her home's courtyard, one of the many so-called benefits of her mother being a successful supermodel. She stops for a moment and looks into the water, the colors of the sky reflected as a background to her own face.

"What are you looking at, Rika?" asks Renamon, fading in behind her and looking into the water.

"Nothing," replies Rika with a smile. She turns and continues to walk down the pathway towards her bedroom.

"Rika," says Renamon. Rika turns to face her partner, who is still looking into the water.

"Hm? What is it?" she asks.

"…Nevermind. I'll see you later," replies Renamon, leaping over the wall and out of sight. Rika smiles again and turns to walk to her room. Renamon and she had gotten much closer after the fight with Harpymon, but they still had problems expressing themselves to eachother. Suddenly, a wave of cold overcomes her and she can see her own breath. Before she can think anything, she realizes there is someone behind her. She spins around as quickly as she can…and is frozen with terror.

"Holy…it can't be! Y-you're dead!" says Rika, her eyes widening as the sight. The digimon stretches its tattered white wings and grins an evil, maniacal smile.

"I am," he replies, his fangs glistening in the reddish light, giving the impression of being dipped in blood. Rika takes a step back, not sure what to do . . what to think.

"IceDevimon…" whispers Rika as the semi-transparent being floats toward her, "…h-how is this possible?"

"I am a ghost, Rika," he replies, floating right in front of her, "but death is not permanent. Not for me."

"What?" says Rika, not really asking, just out of shock at what is happening

"I am the fallen angel, I shall not die, and my return is imminent. You shall be my tamer and I will be the perfect warrior once again," whispers IceDevimon, his eyes glowing brighter red. Rika can't take it anymore, this cannot be real.

"NO!" screams Rika, punching at him, but his form just blows away like a puff of smoke. Rika can hear the door nearby open, as her grandmother steps out into the courtyard.

"Rika! What is it?" she asks. Rika just silently turns and walks past her, sliding open the door to her bedroom.

"Nothing," replies Rika, sliding the door shut behind her.

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Shinji looks up from his magazine as Kouji turns off the TV from the other bed. The sun had set, so he'd turned on the lamp next to the bed and started reading a magazine he'd bought back in Osaka. Kouji stands up, puts on his trenchcoat and walks toward the door.

"Where are you going?" asks Shinji. Kouji grabs his hat and puts it on.

"I'm just going to go for a walk. This is the first time I've ever been to your world, so I want to take a look around," replies Kouji, opening the door.

"Are you sure that's a good idea…" says Shinji.

"Eh, don't worry. I won't be gone long," replies Kouji, quickly leaving and closing the door behind him.

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Yamaki walks out the main entrance of his office building and heads for the underground parking lot nearby. He'd parked his car right next to the entrance, so there was no reason to take an elevator to the parking lot. He hadn't gone back to continue his surveillance of the Matsuda kid, he has other things on his mind.

"That was Ubihara's kid," he thinks, recalling back to what he'd seen in the park. How he'd seen the boy accept a digimon's offer to be a Tamer. He'd never expected the son of his former partner to become a Tamer like the others.

"What's he doing in Tokyo? Ubihara moved his family to Osaka years ago," thinks Yamaki, bumping into another man wearing a black trenchcoat.

"Sorry," says the man, continuing on. Yamaki stops for a moment and looks back at the man, but he'd disappeared into the crowd. Shaking off the weird feeling he'd gotten, Yamaki walks on.

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West Shinjuku Park, Tokyo

Takato watches as Guilmon rolls over yet again, still clutching his head in obvious pain. He'd been like this for hours now, just lying there, holding his head and whispering in his sleep every so often. Henry and Terriermon had left a while ago, they had to get home before dark, but Takato has stayed.

"Guilmon…what's wrong? Why won't you wake up?" he sighs. Takato looks out the door at the clear sky. The sun had set a while ago, and his parents are probably getting worried, but he doesn't want leave Guilmon, not now. Takato stands up, takes one last look at Guilmon and run off.

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