Disclaimer: Digimon does not belong to me. All characters and items within are all based around both the television show and the card game. None of these belong to me. (though I wish they did, like probably everyone else...)

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A Meeting Of Tamers

By Lady Geuna

Rated: PG

Summary: There is the Dark World, Dream World, Digital World, Real World, and the Tamer World. But what if Takato of the Tamer World discovers a key that could force all the worlds into one? The balance of the very worlds will shift like no one would've ever expected.

Another Universe, but mostly canon. Takes place some time before they meet Ryou and the Devas, and before their digimon are able to digivolve to Ultimate.

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"..." speech

'....' thoughts

/.../ around a SENTENCE will mean a flashback or memory.

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I've separated this chapter into two parts because it's really long. And it's a lot easier to post it faster.

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Translations other than the ones here can be seen in Chapter Two: Transferring... /Data Downloading/, k?

Sugoi- Cool! Rockin'! A sort of exclamation that expresses excitement or that something really great.

Yosh- similar to "sugoi", it's an exclamation that's more like "YES" or something.

Ototochan- Little brother

Nii-san/Nii-chan/Nii-sama- Little brother

doko?-where?

name doko desu ka?- where is name!?

doko desu ka- where are you!?

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Chapter Three: Complete... /Access Confirmed/ (Part One)

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"Look out!"

The next thing Ken knew, a relatively large, orange shape dodged out of the fog from his left. Tackled onto his side hard, he got the breath knocked out of his lungs twice; from the impact with the thing (whatever it was), and then again with the hard ground.

The Monochromon lookalike disappeared back into the misty whiteness, not bothering to look back at him, or to even turn around again. Once it was gone, there was the sound of something crashing, stone cracking, metal twisting, and a loud roar before everything went silent again.

Ken was thankful for his good fortune, now trying to get his breath back. But trying to breath correctly only resulted in coughing. He body balled up slightly as a reflex against the chill in the air, a hand to his mouth as he coughed. His lungs ached, and he began gasping, needing more air. But after a moment his breath began coming out even again, he relaxed. His back ached considerably, but other than that, he was just fine.

Who...?

"Hey, are you okay?"

With effort, Ken rolled over onto his stomach and starred unblinkingly at the person who had saved him. A boy. He had brown spiky hair, with a few strands falling into his face. His blue eyes were wide and full of worry as he studied the person he'd saved from getting trampled. He wore an long sleeved orange sweater shirt and torn jeans. He looked more repaired for this sort of weather than Ken was.

Of course, it wasn't unusual to see another person in a situation like this. These days, such events become common place in a world where digimon exist with partners. Every human in the Real World knew about them, anyway.

That is, if they were in the Real World.

His mind immediately went back to the digimon that attacked him, and he searched the fog for it. He couldn't see it anymore, the fog was too dense, and he couldn't hear anything that sounded out of place.

"Hey, are you okay," the boy repeated, more sharply this time.

Realizing he was in a daze, Ken snapped out of it, focusing all of his attention on the boy, who was noticeably older than him. The only thing he could think of to say was. "What's happening?" Maybe this guy had some answers? This boy might be in the same situation as him.

"I don't know," he boy admitted, frowning. He propped himself onto his elbows, wincing. "I... One minute I'm watching TV... and the next..." He made gestures with his hands instead of finishing the sentence, as if his body language would finish the rest of his story. Of course, he didn't seem to be doing more than flailing his arms about.

He wasn't sure how, but Ken understood. The exact same thing happened to this boy that had happened to him. Ken was very uncertain about all this.

"Well, I think that digimon's lost in the fog again." The boy sat up all they way. He checked himself over quickly to see if he still had all him limbs before looking around. "How did you get here?"

"My computer." He rubbed his aching chest, then began to cough forcefully again. Geez, he felt like he was hit with a battering-ram.

The other guy watched him nervously. His expression very calculating. "Sorry for hitting you so hard. I was just trying to get you out of the way..." He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose and glancing up. "Gomen ne."

Ken smiled, waving him off. He took a few deep breaths and he was okay again. "Iie, don't worry. I've been through worse, anyway..." The boy gave him an odd look at this, and Ken added quickly, "I mean thanks...! For saving my life, Mr. ... um...."

"Ryou." He smiled, and held out a hand for a formal greeting. Ken didn't react quickly enough it seemed, because Ryou reached over, snatched up his hand, bowing his head slightly. "Akiyama Ryou. Nice to meet you." He let go of Ken's hand and looking around at the scenery lazily. "Although, I would have picked a nicer meeting place... It might be smart to leave before..." He didn't notice Ken's violet eyes widened in shock, his jaw dropping open slightly.

"Ryou!?"

The exclamation made the older boy jump, catching him off guard. Ryou looked at him oddly, appearing suddenly uncomfortable for some reason. "Yeah...? What?"

Ken just kept starring, dumb struck.

"R-Ryou..."

The person in his dreams!

//*Flashback*//

/Ken sobbed, nursing a bruised knee. He didn't know what happened. This desert was so huge, and he didn't know where to go. Despite what Wormmon told him about the Digital World and his digivice, Ken was still frightened of this alien world, not too sure as to where it was. All he knew that that it looked very threatening as he gazed on into the sandstorm.

Sand whipping around violently in the wind, slapping him in the face. Some got in his eyes, making them sting as he tried desperately to rub it out.

He should've listened to Osamu...

"Hey!"

His gaze shot up, meeting smiling blue eyes. "Daijoubu," the boy asked. "Didn't think I'd see anyone else in these place. Well, at least another human... There aren't many around this parts, or so I've heard..."

Ken hadn't seen the boy before in his life. He was at least two years older him, with spiked brown hair, and the strangest clothes. White gloves and a short sleeved button-up blue shirt. His baggy, dark brown pants were tucked into his boots.

The other boy bent down, visually examining Ken's knee. "Looks like you've hurt yourself..."

Ken remained totally silent, moving a little bit away from the strange boy. His mother and father told him to never talk to strangers. Osamu had said that, too, many times. He told Ken that bad things can happen, terrible things... Though... this boy didn't seem bad...

The boy picked up on this reaction almost immediately, holding his hands up as if in defense of himself. "Oi! Daijoubu, daijoubu. I'm not going to hurt you, I'm just going to check to see how bad that knee of yours is. But it's really smart you to be cautious." His eyes were very comforting. Then he caught sight of Wormmon, who was blinking up cautiously at the new human. He paused a moment, them smiled. "Hello..."

"Hello," Wormmon replied sheepishly, wearing a nervous expression that was uncannily familiar to Ken's.

"You're a digimon, too, aren't you?" He gestured behind him. "This is my friend, Veemon."

Ken starred in surprise as a small blue dragon stepped out from behind the boy. It grinned, giving him the victory sign. "Hi ya'!" Veemon's attitude seemed very different from the boy's, unlike Ken and Wormmon. The boy seemed a lot more... serious... Veemon instantly spotted Wormmon, grinned, and walked right out without a moments thought. "Hi. I'm Veemon! Nice to meet you." He held out a paw, still grinning.

Wormmon reluctantly shook it with his pod, but his eyes sparkled with happiness and wonder. "Ken-chan, he's another human, isn't he?"

Ken nodded slowly. "Hai..."

"You really don't get many human travelers around here, do you," the boy said quietly to his Veemon, who nodded once in reply, then he turned back to Ken with a very serious expression on his face. "It's really dangerous out here. Your name's Ken, ne?" Ken nodded. "Well Ken, do you want some help?" He grinned warmly, as if trying to show that he was friendly, as any adult would to calm a small child. It was working rather well, too. To Ken, the boy seemed like less of a stranger...

The younger boy spotted an object in the boys gloved hand, and his eyes lit up. "You have a thingy, too!!"

The boy blinked, looking at his device. "Oh, my digivice? You have one, too, don't you?"

Wormmon had told him all about his digivice, and how people called digidestined are supposed to have them, to protect the Digital World. So that meant this other boy was like him!

Ken happily jumped up, holding up his small hand, fingers spread out. His Okaa-san had always told him that shaking hands was the proper form of greeting for younger people like himself, and this boy seemed only a few years older than him. "I'm Ichijouji Ken! Are you another friend?" He glanced down at Wormmon, who was chatting excitedly with Veemon. "Wormmon's my best friend!"

Gripping his hand firmly, the other boy nodded, smiling as well. "Ryou. Akiyama Ryou. It's nice to meet you, Ken."/

//*End Flashback*//

Images flashed in and out his mind. Memories. His first trip to the Digital World. The Desert. His first look at a digimon. The person he remembered seeing other than himself in the Digital World. The one he remembered being with when he found Wormmon for the first time. Chibimon.

Ryou-san.

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Yamaki stomped about the room, cursing every few seconds. "Where are they!? They couldn't 've disappeared, find them!!"

"Sir! I'm sorry I have to keep telling you this, but we can't! They're gone!"

"Sir, there's something happening in the bay area. Reports are coming in that massive tremors are disturbing the computer systems. They've evacuated. An earthquake is suspected."

"Earthquake," he spat. "Fools. They must be tearing the area apart."

"They are." Megumi brought up a picture of the bay waterway. Chunks of cement fell from their foundations. "No one has noticed them as of yet, surprisingly. The city's far too absorbed in this black out fiasco."

"They're tearing the place apart sir. But the four other anomalies aren't doing anything. Two of them seem... different. Not like anything else we've seen before."

"They don't seem to have an energy signature like the others. They have on, it's there, but still, not the same."

This was either a very bad thing, or.... well, it could only be a bad thing at this point.

"I think I've finally figured out why the signals seemed so strange, sir. They didn't come from... where the other signals came from..."

Yamaki's eyes narrowed, trying to comprehend what the woman was saying. "What... do you mean?"

"I mean, sir, that these four. The two with the off energy signatures and the smaller two. They didn't come from a digital main frame. They came from somewhere totally different from the digital plane."

"There's no logical explanation, sir. It's impossible..."

"They came from somewhere, they had to. Just not from here, or the Digital Plane"

Yamaki didn't like this. 'But that can't happen,' he thought, 'these anomalies couldn't've come from another location. This "Digital World" should be the only place they can exist. And now two new creatures emerge?'

"Dammit..."

"Sir, we can try another tracer lock.... but what good it would do is beyond me..."

Yamaki had enough. "I want to get down there, now." He opened his cell phone and pressed speed dial #2. When he heard someone pick-up on the other line, he said, "I need to get to the eastern bay area. I need transportation. Immediately."

The man on the other line seemed nervous. "B-But sir..."

He didn't want any of that, so he continued. "I'll need two men to occupancy me..." No answer. He scowled. "Can you do this one simple little thing...?"

"We don't have access to a helicopter as of yet, sir," the man finally spoke. "There's a risk of another power failure, and they haven't finished checking the systems for damage, viruses, or failure..."

"Then get a car, moron," he said lowly. "Use your brain sometime!" Did he say he needed a bloody helicopter? No. Idiots, all of them... "Tell my men to meet me in the parking garage in two minutes."

He slapped the cell shut before the man could answer and headed straight for the door. Throwing one last glance behind him, he said loudly, "Reike, I leave this to you." Then he was gone.

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"Ryou-san...?" Ken moved closer and starred into the other boys face, thinking hard, trying to match up the face in his dream to the face before him now. "Is it really you?" Why did Ken remember now...? He had forgotten until now.

Ryou looked troubled, glancing around as if worried he would attract the attention of a none existent crowd. "Do I know you?"

Oh, that hurt.

Ken grabbed hold of Ryou's shoulders and looked straight into his eyes. "Ryou-san, it's me! Don't you remember?" Ken felt suddenly sick to his stomach.

His best friend.

His first real friend.

Had Ryou forgotten him after all this time? The thought at it made his heart physically ache, but he couldn't understand why.

Ryou squinted, then his jaw dropped even lower than Ken's had. "Ken? Ken is it really you!?"

All at once, Ken felt the pain lift. Ryou remembered!

Laughing joyously, Ryou grabbed the younger boy into a bear hug, wrapping his arms around Ken's shoulders. "Sugoi! I can't believe it's really you! .... You've... really grown."

"Y-You too..." Ryou, he now noticed, as much taller than him still. But Ryou didn't look a day older than he remembered... Why was that? But then again, he never really knew how old Ryou was in the first place. "But you don't look that much older..."

He nodded. "Well, it hasn't been that long, has it?" Ryou was still smiling, his eyes shinning, and unexpectedly he leaned in and hugged him...

Ken was a bit fluster by the display of affection. He wasn't used to it coming from anyone but his parents. But then again, back when he was with Ryou, Ken thought of him as a brother. Not a brother like Osamu, but more in a sense of.... that Ryou.... That Ryou was the brother Ken wished he had. He was there to take care of him when he was small and lost, when Wormmon and he had no idea of what to do. Inexperienced and wandering around lost in a desert, in the Digital World, wasn't a very comforting experience when you were only a little kid.

Collecting his nerve, Ken hugged his friend back, smiling. "It's great to see you, Ryou-kun." There was something else he was trying to remember, but he couldn't remember what it was...

After a moment, they two of them let go of each other and just sat.

There was a pause, and then Ryou sighed. "I'm really sorry about this, but we need to find out what's happened."

Ken blushed, shaking his head and adverting his eyes to the grass around them. "Gomen. I-I have no idea. I think we're in the Digital World. We have to be, right? Where else is there?"

Ryou looked like he was about to say something when they heard,

"Ken-chaaaan!"

Ken shot to his feet, recognizing the voice that had called to him. "Minomon!?"

Ryou looked up at him, wide eyed. "He's here?" He scrambled to his feet as well, his face becoming very serious. "That means Monodramon should be here, too!"

"... Monodramon..?" Didn't he have a Veemon...?

Ryou nodded, clinching his hands into fists. "I was holding him when I was brought here. But I didn't see him when I showed up here..." He squeezed his eyes shut, as if mentally kicking himself for loosing track of his friend. "I almost hope he is... He shouldn't be left alone... He doesn't know anything about other humans, and if they see him..."

Ken couldn't help but become very, very confused. Why would people be afraid on a digimon? What sort or digimon was this Monodramon? "We have to find them, then, or we could be in big trouble..."

Ryou agreed. "Okay, Ken, let's..." He glanced around. "Do you have any idea of where we're going? I'm not familiar with this place..."

"I know this is a bay or something..."

"A bay?" He nodded, looking around at the grass and thick fog.

"I could smell the sea water," he said, as if it was an obvious answer (good old genius Ken!). Ken shrugged, trying to eye the silhouettes of the tree he thought he seen a few minutes ago. "And I think there's some cement pavement or something close by."

"It might be a Digital Field."

Ken blinked. "A what?"

"I... A lot have things have happened since I had to leave you, Ken..."

Ken didn't question that, and instead asked, "You have your D-3, right?"

"What? Oh, yes. I think I have it..." He fished around in his pocket, looking for it. When Ryou didn't find his digivice, he frowned deeply. "It must still... I had it clicked on my bag." He looked at Ken, shaking his head. "Sorry, I had a duffel bag when I was sucked in. I had it clipped to the strap."

Ken groaned, putting his face in his hands. 'Great, just great.'

"Bad luck, I guess." He narrowed his eyes and began looking over the grass, or at least as much of it as he could make out in the fog. "I bet it's around here somewhere..."

Ken shook his head. "There's not much of a chance that you'll find it now, it's pro-..." He stopped, looking around. "Hey, I think the fog's clearing!"

He blinked. "What?" Ryou looked cautiously at his surroundings, when his face hardened. "This isn't a good thing, Ken," he warned, and Ken vaguely wondered what he meant.

And sure enough, it was clearing. Ken and Ryou stopped as the fog around them slowly dissipated. Ken couldn't explain it, but it was just suddenly gone. A few scattered but large trees were revealed , as well as a large section of concrete pavement. After a few yards, the cement stopped were there was railing. There wasn't much else to see because it was still very dark. The "Monochromon" was nowhere in sight. But knowing digimon, they had a habit of hiding in places that you'd never suspect. The creature could be anywhere.

"Wow!" Startled, Ken turned to Ryou, who was starring past the trees and upward. "Where are we?"

Confused, Ken followed his line on sight, moving to stand next to him. "Nani...? Oh!" He stopped high-rise building in the distance. Actually, it look familiar. Almost like.... "I think we're in Shinjuku!"

"Masaka! Shinjuku? As in Tokyo? I was in Hokkaido a second ago.." He sighed. "My dad's not going to like this... How am I supposed to travel all the way back home in time to keep Monodramon out of trouble...?"

Ken paused. "Well... I'll give you a tour once we're done here!" Ryou shot him a look of pure skepticism. ".... If we got done here... We have to find Minomon and Monodramon."

Ryou nodded, tearing his eyes from the buildings. "You're right..."

There it was, the old serious Ryou he'd always known. The serious Ryou he still was.

Ken considered what he was going to do now. If he called out, he might attract the attention of that other digimon... On the other hand, if he didn't call out, Minomon might not know to call again himself, and they'd have absolutely no idea of where he was.

But all in all, he decided to throw caution to the wind. "Minomon," he yelled. "Where are yoooou?!"

"Ken-chan!!"

Ken turned just in time to see a small green blur coming at him, barreling across the grass and glomping onto his head. "Ken-chan," he cried happily, snuggling into Ken's hair, "I'm so glad you're okay!"

Ken found it hard to speak with the insect clamped onto his face, and equally hard to breath, but he managed. "Wormmon, you digivolved?" He carefully yanked his (at the moment) overly loving digimon off him and smiled, looking into his friends mirthful blue eyes. "Must've been the rice balls, huh?"

The green digimon sighed happily, snuggling into Ken's chest. "Can I have some more, later?"

He laughed. "Of course you can!" Hugging him gently, he whispered, "I'm glad you're okay..." Noticing Ryou as he stood quietly watching the two, looking left out, Ken laughed. He held Wormmon toward Ryou, smiling widely. "Wormmon, look who I found!"

Wormmon blinked in shock. "Ryou?"

Ryou smiled. "Hi, Wormmon. Haven't seen ya in while since you took Ken to... get better..." He trailed off.

Ryou clearly remembered Ken's accident while the younger boy was protecting him from those flying black things.

Wormmon didn't look at all distressed, however, and Ken was oblivious. He wondered vaguely why Wormmon didn't need the reminding Ken did. He'd recognized Ryou right away without missing a beat.

The caterpillar digimon began clapping his two front pods together in excitement. "Is Veemon here!?"

Ryou smiled weakly, with a hint of sadness. "Monodramon is here somewhere... Veemon left to find his real partner..."

Ken wondered what Ryou meant by this, but another thought came to him that definitely seemed more important. "Hey," Ken said quickly, "did anyone see where that big red digimon went?"

Silence.

I say we look for Monodramon as long as we're out of harms way," Ryou said.

Ken thought for a moment, placing Wormmon on the ground. "What should we do? Call for him? What if that digimon comes back? Or hears us?"

"And he can definitely see us now." He paused. "We need to stay cautious-"

Wormmon interrupted him, yanking at Ken's pant leg, getting the younger boys attention. "Ken-chan, do you hear that?" He pointed a pod at Ken's D-3.

Ken hadn't noticed because he was preoccupied, but his D-3 had begun beeping. Ken half feared that something bad was going to happen. The last time the thing had started to beep like that, Ken got sucked into his computer... Now that he thought of it, the device must've been acting up while everything else went haywire, but it was overlooked in the chaos. And now he had been taken... somewhere that he wasn't sure of! What if this wasn't really Shinjuku and just some digital illusion? They were common.

Ryou looked curiously it his beeping device.

"Hey, what's it say?"

Pressing a few buttons, Ken examined the screen, eyes widening before he smiled. "Yosh!"

A look of total confusion struck Ryou face as he desperately tried to see what was on the tiny screen by looking over Ken's shoulder. But all he saw was some blinking dots and arrows. "What?"

Ken smiled up at his friend. "My D-3's picked up another digivice signal. It must be yours!"

"Honto ne?" He tried grabbed for the device to get a better look, but Ken was already moving in the direction the screen indicated, Wormmon in tow. "Oi! Ken, wait." He jogged after the indigo haired boy as he stalked determinedly toward the cement walkway. But no matter how much noise Ryou made, he couldn't tear Ken's attention away from his D-3. "Ken, where is the signal pointing?" No answer. "Are you listening?" Let again, no answer. "Hey, Wormmon's doing cartwheel and singing toons, do you see it?"

This got Ken's attention and he glanced down at Wormmon. "Eh?" Wormmon just blinked up at him, baffled. Ken then gave Ryou a dirty look. "Hey!"

Ryou just shrugged, crossing his arms and looking skyward innocently. "It's your fault for not paying attention to me."

Ken sighed loudly and looked at his D-3 again. They had reached the railing that overlooked the water. "The signal's coming from right over here..." He walked up to the railing and stopped as his D-3 let out two quick beeps, and then remained silent. "That's odd..."

Ryou looked around, his eyes narrowed. "What?"

His eyebrow knotted as he looked around. "The signal stops here, look." He held up his screen. Four arrows were directed toward the center of the screen, pointing at a single orange dot. The arrows blinked continuously, indicating the exact location.

Ryou didn't know what to make of it, frowning. "I don't see anything..."

"Ryou!!"

Ryou's eyes snapped open as wide as they could and he gasped. "Chibimon...? Chibimon? How can he be here?!" He looked around, confused. "Where are you," he called back. "Chibimon!"

Ken carefully leaned over the railing, gulping reflexively. It was a good forty foot drop into the sea. They really were at a bay or something. A ladder went down along the concrete, reaching a ledge halfway down. He wasn't sure how wide the ledge was, but it looked pretty narrow. His eyes wondered and he caught a shape a few feet from the ladder. "Ryou! Look!" He pointed into the darkness at a pale shape hanging from the ledge to their left.

Ryou flung himself at the railing, bending over dangerously far. "Chibimon!!?"

Sure enough, it was Chibimon. The poor little dragon digimon was hanging for his dear life by one paw, and in the other it clung to the strap of what was most likely Ryou's duffel bag.

"How'd you get down there!? Why-" He saw his digimon slipping and panicked. "Chibimon!"

Chibimon looked up at him, his red eyes widening. "Ryou!?"

"Yes, it's me, Chibimon. You need to drop the bag!"

Chibimon whimpered, but didn't let go. His little body was under a lot of strain, but determination won out. "I can't!"

Ken gripped Ryou's sleeve. "Ryou-san, you said your D-3 was in there..."

"Or course," he whispered. Chibimon must've seen it... "He knows." He couldn't loose his digivice... If he did...

Ryou clinched his fists and moved to climb over the railing. "I'm coming for you!"

"Matte yo!" Grabbing onto the back of Ryou's shirt, he yanked the teen back to solid ground. "Are you insane!? That's too dangerous! Why don't you let Wormmon climb down and try?"

Ryou seemed to rethink this, looking down at Wormmon with a very dark look. Ken didn't remember Ryou being this way... "I don't think he can pull Chibimon's weigh, he'll fall, too!"

Ken was about to make an argument when a angry roar ripped through the air, making them both stop dead. Ken recognized it at once, and he felt his heart leap into his mouth. A moment later, a booming sound could be heard. The ground beneath them shook, giving evidence that it had to be something really heavy that had hit the ground. Both of them stumbled and fell to their knees, but they still didn't see anything. The noise seemed to be coming from everywhere.

Ryou tensed, looking around carefully, "Where's it come from!?"

At that moment something huge came barreling out of the darkness, straight at them.

On reflex, Ryou hit the dirt, while Ken bent over, covering his head with his arms.

Whatever it was went sailing right over their heads and crashed into the cement ground all but a few yards from where they knelt. Bits of cement flew about them, and they all looked down, worried that they'd get hit in the eye. Wormmon, who clung onto Ken's pant leg, gasped in shock.

"It's Vermillimon!"

Ken blinked, cautiously looking up. "Nani...?" He felt a lump form in his throat as he recognized the digimon from before. "Vermillimon?"

"Hai! Vermillimon! His crimson horn has overwhelming destructive power! His an Ultimate level digimon, the evolved form of Monochromon. Monochromon may have been stupid, but his evolved form is much smarter!"

Ryou frowned at the digimon, still on the ground. "I doesn't look very smart or nice to me..."

The Vermillimon, though it looked like it had a less than comfortable landing, seemed just fine. It had landed on it's back, it's gargantuan horn pierced into the ground. But after a few twists and grunts of effort, it was on it's feet again, tearing it's horn from the cement easily. The first thing it did when it saw them was glare sidelong in a less than kindly manner.

It was odd. The digimon didn't look like it could have climbed up here. And from the sea no less. A fire type? Swimming? No way!

Ryou seemed to be thinking the same thing Ken was.

"How did it get up here," Ryou called out to it. "You doesn't look like much of a jumper to me." Vermillimon turned completely to face them, it's long crimson horn pointed in the direction. "Uh oh..."

Wormmon looked worried, tugging at his partners pant leg. "Ken-chan, I don't think it wants to hurt us. It's looking for something."

The older boy frowned. "Maybe..." He called again, "We just want to talk!" Vermillimon didn't respond, and Ryou muttered to Wormmon, "I don't think he'll listen. Whether he wants to fight or not, I think we need a plan..."

"We should try talking to it again," Ken suggested.

"Vermillimon don't like conversations," Wormmon said simply, but quietly just in case the other digimon heard him and got insulted. "They just like to fight and make noise. Just because he's more intelligent than Monochromon doesn't mean he has anything more interesting to say."

"Then I say it just jump right back..." Ken sighed, shaking his head seriously. "This may get complicated..."

That's when it hit Ken.

"No," Ken mumbled, backing away.

Ryou looked at him. "'No'?"

"I don't think it jumped." He gasped, looking scared. "He was thrown!"

Ryou didn't like this idea. Now another important question popped into his head. "By what?"

As if to answer his question directly, the creature in question rose up into view just beyond the railing overlooking the waters, towering over them. It opened it's mouth, revealing rows of glistening sharp teeth. It made a noise that was a mix between a growl and a hiss.

"Oh crap."

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To be continued in Chapter Three: Complete... /Access Confirmed/ (Part Two)...

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A/N: PLEASE REVIEW!!! -^__^-

Geuna~

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