Left you hanging, did I? I hope you all like this chapter. Part of it may seem like a rip-off of the scene in Terminator 2 where they destroy the computers, but it's not. That just gave me some ideas for effects. As they say, "Peace!"

P.S.

As an ironic note, this chapter is much more gory than the previous ones, and I don't know if the language is sick or descriptive enough to bother anyone, but I am just telling you now.
Chapter 6: Mission 1
The two dark and low vehicles pulled into the parking lot of CyBeRSySTeMS Building Number 2. They parked halfway between the building and the street, among a half-dozen other cars that belonged to the security. The four got out and went to the trunk of Ryo's WRX. He popped the trunk, and started handing out gear. All were wearing black clothes and long trenchcoats, boots, and sunglasses that provided night vision, infrared, and ultraviolet sight. The thermal reading abilities made Takato exceptionally proud of his creations. Also, gloves were worn. Ryo gave each a pistol, automatic carbine, C-4 plastic explosives, and a very powerful handheld computer. Ryo himself took his two pistols and sword, but no knives. He also gave them each several magazines for their weapons.

"You guys ready for this?" Ryo asked them.

"As always," Takato replied with a grin.

"Sure...why not?" Susie answered.

"I'll try anything once," Rika responded.

"Seeing as this is your first run, Rika, I want you to stick close to me," Ryo said.

"Fine," she said back with a straight face.

"Also, no unnecessary talking from this point on. Hand signals only," Ryo finished.

With that, they crossed to the dark, almost deserted lot to the building. At the door, Takato fried the lock and they entered. They security guard was asleep at the desk, so Susie bound his hands, feet, and mouth with duct tape. She carried him, easily twice her weight, without a problem to the cars outside. She sat him in the back of a truck, and game him a tranquilizer to keep him "sawing logs." Once back in, she put some C- 4 under the desk to destroy all records of the group even being there. They started making their way to the main server room, walking quickly and quietly. Fifteen more security guards were captured and given the same treatment as the last. Ryo did a thermal scan of the building and found no other people inside. The pack put explosives in every room of the structure, and found the master terminal. The four split up, placing explosives everywhere. Twenty seconds later, a master alarm went off.

"OH SHIT!" Takato said.

"Time to go," Ryo responded. They took off towards the doors. A minute later, they were down to the third story almost directly above the doors. Just then, as Susie looked out the window passing by, about eight black Chevrolet Suburbans pulled into the lot right by the doors. Out stepped about thirty agents. They ran in through the doors.

"Guys." Susie started. Now, they were in the lobby.

"Go out through the back, and get to the cars. I'll handle them," Ryo assured them. The agents had all lined up in front of Ryo, about seventy-five feet away. Takato, Susie, and Rika ran back as soon as the agents rushed Ryo. Rika gave a worried glance back seeing Ryo draw his guns before turning the corner, and heading out of the building.

Ryo started calmly and raising his voice to a scream at the end, "a message to our enemies: NEVER FUCK WITH ONE WHOSE HAD TO FIGHT FOR BEIN' FREE!" He fired into the charging group, killing about five agents. He popped the clips out of the guns, putting them back in their holsters at the same time he kicked the clips at the crowd. Ryo missed hitting anyone. Out came his sword. They fought in a fury, but he fought back just as hard. Slashing, blocking, punching, kicking, flipping. Down went five more, thinning the herd down to twenty. One of the agents got lucky and hit the sword up into the ceiling. Ryo had a worried, even frightened, look on his face for a split-second before his menacing scowl came back. He got jumped on the back by an agent, and ran up the front of him, snapping the next of the attacking agent and flipping over the agent grappling him, crushing the man's skull why he was at it. The agents kept coming. The fired their weapons, no longer caring if they hit one another. Ryo did a series of back flips, dodging the bullets. He spun his coat, using the edge at a speed where it cut the throats of three more agents. Ryo rushed one agent, and slung him hard enough in a circle to rip his arms out of their sockets. They agent went through the door, and was decapitated on a piece of class.

"Fourteen to go," Ryo said to himself. He ran at an agent firing an M-16 assault rifle, taking several bullets to the chest. He knocked the gun away, ran up the man's front side and crushing in his face with a steel- toed boot before jumping through the air and grabbing his sword off the ceiling. The thirteen agents still breathing had surrounded Ryo in a circle, and closed in. He put a hand on the head of the agent to each side, and kicked his legs up while smashing the craniums of the two together. His feet landed on the chest of a rather large agent, sending the suited man thirty feet, through a glass window, and impaling him on the passenger-side mirror of one of the Suburbans. Now ten were left. They had backed off, and watched in horror at what happened next.

Takato, Susie, and Rika had made it outside to find a great surprise. Henry had showed up in a tricked tractor-trailer. Also, he had loaded their two cars into the trailer and was waiting to go. He was jumped by both Susie and Rika, who hugged him tightly.

"Henry! You're fine?" Susie asked him.

"Yep...good to go now. Where's Ryo?" He responded.

"Still inside...he should be out in a few minutes." Takato answered him. Just then, the timers on the building blew the C-4.

Ryo had sat down Indian-style in the middle of the lobby and closed his eyes as if to meditate. He started to glow a white color, and his eyes burst open a fiery red. The agents cried out in horror as they dropped to their knees before him. Ryo started to levitate, and got to four feet off the ground. The agents lifted with him, and dropped to the floor smoldering corpses. That was when the building blew. Flames leapt out the windows and doors, and the whole structure collapsed.

"Oh my God!" Rika exclaimed. Ryo was suddenly visible, walking head down through the wreckage. Burnt rags hung off him, a pistol in each hand. The four ran to him as he dropped to the ground. He opened his hands and his guns fell out. Rika tried to pick them up and got second-degree burns on her hands for the effort. She cried out in pain, and Ryo grabbed her hands in a caressing hold. They stared into each others eyes.

"Lost my favorite trenchcoat," Ryo told her, and passed out. They loaded him into the bed in the back of the trailer, and drove off. Henry drove, Susie in the passenger seat, Rika and Takato sitting by Ryo. He was breathing fine, but had been shot at least thirty times, was severely cut and bruised, and partially burned. Rika noticed burns on Ryo's hands where she burned herself to pick up his guns, which were now in the trailer of the semi. She looked at her own hands and saw the burns were gone.

Once back at the headquarters, Takato took Ryo to the medical treatment area. It was 8:00 a.m., and Susie went upstairs to sleep. Henry and Rika went to the eating area to have a quick meal.

"Did you see what happened to him?" Rika asked Henry.

"What I want to know is how he survived that blast. Even someone with a mind on his level of consciousness shouldn't have survived that," he responded.

"You saw me burn my hands on his guns, right," Rika questioned to which Henry responded with a nod. "Well, look...the burns are gone. And burns are on his hands in the exact same places. He took hold of me, and all the pain went away."

"Rika...we don't normally have the ability to heal others, but Ryo really cares about you. Maybe he is at the point where he can save someone he loves every now and then from pain," Henry mused.

"Maybe...lots of questions to answer. I'm gonna go take a shower and get some sleep...you should too, Henry," Rika said.

"I think I will...later, Rika." She hugged him again as she left.

"I'm happy to see you're better...hasta luego, Henry."

"She speaks Spanish?" Henry asked himself as he turned on the news.

Upstairs, Rika walked down the hall. She came to her door, and opened it. Although there was a lock on her door, no need to use it was present. Actually, no one locked their doors. Once inside, she noticed for the first time how much light the few windows really did let in. But what really caught her eye was the only other difference in her domicile since she had left the night before: the snow globe she treasured so much since her mother and grandmother died was sitting on her desk.

"How the..." she said aloud to herself, not bothering to finish. All the small scratches on the glass from time had been buffed out, and the wood had gotten some kind of treatment that darkened the wood to its original color and covered the few tiny nicks on it. The thing looked brand new, and was even more stunning than before. 'Oh Ryo,' she thought to herself, 'I thought you didn't find this...You must have been restoring it.' After an attack of nostalgia that lasted for the few minutes she held the globe, she carried it over to an open spot on the top shelf of one of her bookcases. That done, Rika stepped back a few steps to inspect the piece. It looked great.

Rika walked into her bathroom, and turned on the water in the shower to let it run hot. She inspected her body for injuries as she stripped. A few little cuts were the extent of her injuries. Putting the dirty clothes in the hamper, she glanced at herself in the mirror, and was glad she was about to take a shower: she was quite dirty with ash and dust from the explosion on her face, arms, and pretty much everywhere else. Once in the shower, Rika was in almost Heaven. The hot water soothed her sore muscles and made all her pain go away. She thought about Ryo in the stream of water, wondering if he was going to be all right. She stayed in the warmth for another forty-five minutes.

As she walked into her room drying her hair, Rika noticed it was 9:45 a.m. She would need to get some shut-eye soon. She glanced at the globe on the shelf, quite content with its presence. She set her alarm for 6:30 p.m., and went back into her bathroom to brush her teeth. Afterwards, she put her towels in the hamper and slid into her bed. The soft sheets felt nice against her bare skin. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep almost immediately.

Henry and Takato were in the Digital World. Susie was running the show, communicating to them via their digivices and the computer terminal. She had just sent the two there a few minutes before. 'It sure is good that Takato built this transportation system,' she thought to herself. 'Now we can bring our digimon back.'

"How close are we?" She heard her older brother's voice through the speaker. She was also watching them on a monitor that picked up data and changed it into a picture.

"About a mile away...I already talked to her, so she should be watching you," Susie responded.

"Alright then," he said back.

"How's Ryo holding up?" Takato asked.

"He's asleep and doing fine," Susie assured him.

"Is that her?" Takato asked Henry while pointing at a figure in a leafless tree near the base of an upcoming hill.

"Looks like her," Henry replied. They continued to walk. A half mile away, the figure disappeared. Instantly, the fox digimon was before them.

"Henry...Takato," Renamon greeted them with a nod.

"Whoa!" Takato nearly yelled, jumping. Henry remained still and calm, expecting Renamon to do this.

"Hello, Renamon...how are you?" Henry said to her.

"I'm fine, Henry. How are you and the others?"

"We were all fine until you just nearly gave me a heart attack!" Takato jumped in.

"Is he always like this? I thought he would have changed a little over the years," Renamon then said to Henry.

"He's pretty calm and collected as long as you don't try to sneak up on him...no one's succeeded in years."

"Ah...I'll make a mental note of that," she said back.

"HEY! I'M RIGHT HERE!" Takato joined back in.

"Let's get the others and get back to the Real World," Henry told the two of them. Both Takato and Renamon nodded. They walked to the base of the hill near the tree to find a cave. The trio entered. They could hear Guilmon inside. He was goofing around with Calumon until he saw the group enter.

"TAKATO!" he yelled joyously, running and tackling his old tamer. His child-like spirit had matured greatly, but he was unable to hold back his delight in seeing his oldest and dearest friend.

"Guilmon!" he said standing back up. "Good to see you, boy. How ya doin?"

"Oh I'm good...can we go to the Real World now?" Guilmon said.

"Yeah," Calumon jumped in, falling from the ceiling of the cave. No one had even seen him climb up there. "Can we go now?"

"We can go, but I need to tell you something first," Henry answered them both. "You'll live there pretty much the same, except you can't digivolve any longer."

"Why not?" Calumon asked.

"Because for you to go back to the Real World, you have to have a single form. Honestly, after the code alters your data, none of us know if you will be able to digivolve here, either," Henry answered.

"I think it's worth it," Guilmon said to the others.

"As do I," Renamon said in her calm-as-usual voice.

"Me three!" the hyperactive Calumon leapt in.

"Why not?" Lopmon said, suddenly breaking her silence.

"All clear," Terriermon walked in, previously informed my Susie of the new situation.

"All right, then.let's go," Takato said to them. "Susie, open up the portal please."

"Sure thing," they heard Susie say over the digivices. Suddenly, a swirling pool of data opened up, and they all stepped in. Total darkness for a few seconds. Then they were in the main area of the headquarters, standing by the computer terminal. A short reunion occurred, then Renamon asked where Rika was. She was pointed in the direction. Up the loft she went. KNOCK KNOCK on Rika's door.

"Coming," she moaned, just waking up. Her alarm was going to go off in five minutes, so she thought she might as well stay up after whoever was knocking came. She put on some sweat pants and a T-shirt, and went to the door. Rika never expected who she saw next.

"Renamon!" she nearly screamed, hugging her dear old friend tightly.

"Rika! It's good to see you," Renamon said with an unusual amount of emotion. They stood hugging for about a minute.

"Come on in, Renamon," Rika said to her digimon. "Make yourself at home." They both walked back in, and Rika closed the door. Renamon walked across the room and pulled out the chair that sat at Rika's desk, turning it to face Rika. They sat and talked about all that had happened since Renamon had to go back to the Digital World for the next three and a half hours.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter. It took me the longest time to finish. If I forgot any of the tamer's digimon, please tell me. Like I've said before, I'm a big moron.