John had forgotten the one time during the war with the Dark Masters that he had been able to get to the digiworld. It was one of the first times he had dealt with a crisis within a person. The person was Matt, and the time was the middle of the Dark Master Saga.

The digiworld reached out and grabbed John Longstreet. He had no idea what force was dragging him in, but his digivice was being tugged violently. Biology could wait, there was some mission for the freshman. It had been awhile since he had last been to the digiworld. His last recollection was his fight with Piedmon almost a year before, the fight that had saved the digi-eggs of File Island but sacrificed many Tyrannomon, Monochromon, and seen him achieve UltraCoàllamon. It would be good to get back, he hoped. He knew of the Myotismon disturbance from news casts and the fact that he had never seen a hailstorm like that before. Which was followed by sleet, in August!

Jonomon landed in digiworld to look for his objective. It was not hard to do. A digivice was near his. He clambered through the grass. Then he was attacked by a Snimon. Jonomon had no protection at all, and the Snimon swooped in for the kill. This was not something Jonomon was waiting around for.

Jonomon...digivolve to...BUTCHMON.

BUTCH BAYONET!

Bayonets flew from Butchmon's arm and Snimon had to get out of his dive to avoid them. It gave Butchmon the time he needed to go a little farther.

Butchmon...digivolve to...COÀLLAMON.

Snimon now faced the Champion form Coàllamon. The color was blue, a Carolina blue with helmet and all. The dog collar was still visible. The semi-metallic legs gave hints of more maneuverability than Butchmon, and the large brasslike structure on his right arm could easily be mistaken for a baritone (probably because it was one). Coàllamon was busy and had no time for Snimon.

BARITONE BLASTER!!!

Flame from the brassy euphonium emerged and surrounded Snimon, forcing him to back off. But the fire did not and Snimon was devoured by the light blue flame.

Coàllamon soon ran into Matt and MetalGarurumon. MetalGarurumon readied himself for a fight, but Matt seemed to care less than see the strange digimon that was coming toward him, but his meter was reading that digivice was present on this one.

"Huh, that can't be right. This says he's a digimon and this says he's a human."

"Matt, should I attack?"

"No, MetalGarurumon, let him take me. I'm not sure what my purpose is anymore."

"Matt, you cannot talk that way, get a hold of yourself. Didn't you say he was part human?"

"Yes."

"Then it must be Coàllamon. I thought I recognized his form somewhere. Before I met you, Coàllamon defended us from Devimon and later freed us from our eggs so that we could hide."

"I wonder why he's here then."

"He always brings good luck, maybe it's a good sign."

"Then I'd probably jinx him."

Coàllamon devolved all the way back to Jonomon so he could reach Matt easier. He walked up to fight and punched him right in the face.

"Hey, what was that for?"

"It's your wake up call. My name is John. You need to get a hold on yourself."

"Leave me alone then, I don't want advice."

"Matt, this is your fight, but you have to start somewhere. You know that you do possess true friendship inside, why deny it?"

"Because of the way I've acted."

"Forget it, start over. Face your fears. You may need time to resolve your issues but strike a blow now."

"Matt, he's right, you need to prove yourself now."

"MetalGarurumon, how can I?"

"Ask him, that's why he's here."

"Matt, there is one thing you can do. There is a delusional wooden guy who needs to be dismembered."

"That's right, Puppetmon is to blame for some of this."

The crest of intensity glowed and energy radiated from it. It moved in a Carolina blue beam into the crest of friendship.

"Now, Matt, master of friendship, go start down the road of recovery."

"You got it, hey will I see you..."

"He's gone, Matt."

"How strange, well MetalGarurumon let's go, Puppetmon is going down. Then we'll figure things out from there. I hope the guy's right."

MetalGarurumon knew that Matt had only seen part of the light, but he might forget what just happened or the loan from the crest of intensity might run out. When it did Matt would have to worry about the real problem. This would kick that off though.

John had been pulled out as he had been pulled in. In the email of his computer was a note from Gennai. It said good work. John pulled the Biology book back but could not continue. He wondered if he would go back to the digiworld again, one more time.

Although this meeting had little to do with Matt's future behavior, it did ensure the end of Puppetmon. Matt would later tell T.K. of his meeting with a figure named Coàllamon and credit the figure with beginning his healing process. It was the first time John had met any of the people he had helped secretly, he hoped it was not the last.