Author's note:

Aww, c'mon everyone!!! I need reviews, and I'm really lacking them!!! I'm not really that bad of an author… am I? Well, if I am, you can tell me that in the review. But please read and please review! (As you can tell I'm getting desperate)

Love, Fëaruin

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In the last chapter:

It has been done; the second argument that had risen in the first morning had completely split up the group into two. Tai, leading the first group, had stormed away from the original campsite clearing into the woods, and Matt, leading the second group, had also done the same but in the opposite direction. Now Devimon has given Ogremon orders to destroy Tai's group whilst Devimon himself chases after Matt's group, a score in his black heart to settle with Angemon. Ogremon's heart is confused with the way the DigiDestined used to treat him so well, but now he chooses to ignore this feeling…

"Tai, let's go back. This place is scary and it's not going to be funny if we get lost," Kari complained, slightly afraid of the forest and rather annoyed at her brother's big ego.

"Do I really care?" Tai asked without looking at her. "Haven't you ever heard the proverb, 'It is better to march into the woods and get lost than having to face dumb jerks'."

Sora sighed, ignoring Tai's angry humor (if that was possible) and explained, "Calm down, Tai. I think it's much more important to know where we are, so that we know how to find our way back."

"If we ever actually decide to come back," Davis butted in.

"C'mon, Hawkmon," Biyomon sighed in depression. "Let's fly over and see where we are."

Hawkmon nodded in agreement, understanding Biyomon's despair at everyone fighting, and the two of them flew directly upward.

"Know where we are yet?" Cody shouted from below.

Biyomon and Hawkmon were directly above them, but they were back to back, seeing entirely different views of the woods.

"We're about 2 miles from our original campsite," Biyomon shouted. "And it looks as if the others have-"

"AAAARRRGGHHHH!!!" Hawkmon interrupted, and Biyomon immediately flung around to see what had shocked him. "There's something heading your way!"

"Oh no," Agumon thought aloud.

"But… we just got here, I'm tired and I wanna go to sleep," Armadillomon fell sideways wearily. Veemon helped him up and turned to Tai and Davis with a worried expression.

"It's getting dark, too. everyone's tired and in no shape to run, let alone fight,"

Ignoring Veemon's truth, Gatomon turned her head upwards and yelled, "What is it?"

"Looks like… a weird greenish-whitish thing," Hawkmon replied. "Like a Numemon with a white head."

"But… a Numemon doesn't even have a body," Biyomon humored, gently hitting Hawkmon in an 'Oh, you!' manner. "That's just like saying, a white Numemon."

"Hang on a moment," Hawkmon suddenly crashed back into reality. "Unless we had super eyes, how could we see a puny little Numemon from all the way up here?"

"You can't," a sly voice answered, and they flung themselves around to see Ogremon. They were not surprised at all, as they saw his flowing white hair and green muscly body. Tai's eyes met Ogremon's, and his mind began to boil and bubble in rage.

"Where did you disappear to last time?" Tai demanded. Ogremon did not say anything in reply, but instead smiled a sly evil grin, his long fangs glinting as if a message of warning was engraved in its purpose.

The Digimon all ran and flew towards him, ready for a fight.

Meanwhile, T.K.'s group was in the middle of setting up camp, about the same distance from the original campsite as Kari's group but in the opposite direction. All hearts were rather dark and weary, and longing for sleep and peace.

"What are you doing, IZZY?!" Gomamon, Tentomon and Wormon shouted in unison, watching him type continuously on his yellow pineapple laptop with ease whilst the others were back-breakingly trying to set up the two tents.

"Trying to find out where we are," he replied, continuing to look at the screen with a zombie-like expression, but speaking in a tone as if he couldn't care less what the three small Digimon thought.

"Shut that thing down before I do!" Matt yelled angrily and bossily, bellowing like a sick manatee. "Come and help me before I hang myself!"

"Calm down, Matt, he was only trying to help," Mimi reassured in a nice tone, handing him a canned drink in attempt to cool him off.

"…Izzy," Joe began, watching Matt finish the drink, throw the can away literally like a piece of garbage with a very loud smash and getting down again on setting up the tent with an even more pissed attitude. "…You better turn that thing off before any of us gets hurt."

Izzy also watched him work so hard but with rage exploding inside of him, then turned off his laptop and wisely whispered, "I don't think that attitude is really going to help solve anything. He'll just be more upset if he keeps all that anger inside of him, then releases it all on us."

"Yes…" Ken agreed, "But that's Matt for you. He takes every opportunity he can to 'become the leader' so usually he acts bossy and he can become very, very unpleasant at will. He's not going to change that way about himself for a long, long time- so try not to take it too hard."

"Maybe you should go Tentomon," Palmon suggested. "Fly and find out where we are. It's not like Matt's gonna bellow at you- you don't have a laptop."

Tentomon looked at her with an expression as if he were raising his non-existent eyebrow, and then flew upwards. "I'll go too. Wait up, Tentomon," Patamon called, before following his friend who was already up ahead.

"See anything up there?" Gabumon asked.

"No!" The two flying Digimon replied in unison. "We're lost!"

"Wouldn't it be so nice to fly like those two?" Mimi sighed with a totally false go-with-the-flow tone, to get the extremely pissed Matt to chill out a little from his blazing anger. But instead he was even more enraged with Mimi's interruption, and everybody talking at the same time, and at the two Digimon who was yelling from the sky, that he suddenly tore the tent in one place.

"MATT!" everybody yelled at him in complaint, all eyes now as angry as his.

"Think you can do any better?" was his oh-so-great comeback, "If all of you had been helping instead of chattering and talking and screaming as if there was a disembodied head rolling towards us, maybe I would have concentrated better on what I was doing!"

"AHOY!" Patamon and Tentomon suddenly chorused from above. "There's a dark shape at two o'clock heading towards you! Watch out and brace yourselves, we don't know what kind of bad Digimon it could be!"

"Oh no," Wormon moaned. "We've been walking all day. I'm just not strong enough."

"Neither am I," Gomamon complained. "It's just so…"

"HEADS UP!" Gabumon interrupted with a shocked expression, his face turned towards the sky.

To be continued…