BEHOLD! I HAVE RETURNED WITH A NEW CHAPTER! ALL SHALL READ MY FIC AND TREMBLE...or review. Actually, I'd prefer it if you just reviewed.

Ken: Hey, wow. Chaos Chao is back.

Renamon: I told you she wasn't dead. Now you owe me five bucks.

Disclaimer: I know its been a while, but if you try hard enough, you MIGHT remember what the last seven of these things said. Just a thought!


As soon as they had finished explaining things, the group left the area where the Control Spires still stood. Youkomon stayed right by Yugi's side as they listened to Izzy talk.

"Okay, so we need to get to the Digimon Emperor's base, free Yugi's Yami and Ken, and find a way to stop whatever his plans are."

"By the way," Youkomon asked, "If Ken was the Digimon Emperor, how are they two people now?"

"Well, I'm not sure how, but the Digimon Emperor seems to have found a way to exist more or less independent of Ken. Remember, he's really just a negative personality extension of Ken that was empowered by his Dark Spore."

At the blanks looks he received, Izzy sighed and quickly said, "The Digimon Emperor is just his darker, meaner side."

"The Digimon Emperor is Ken's Yami? And here I thought Yami Malik was bad!"

"Cheer up Joey!" Terriermon said.

"Easy for you ta say, you neva met him."

Taya and Tristan gave agreeing shudders.

"Well, yeah," Terriermon admitted, "But we can't do any good if you're going to run home and start crying like a baby!"

"Grr, who'ya callin' a baby!"

Everybody laughed, and after sticking his tongue out at his partner Digimon Joey laughed as well.

"So, seriously," Joey said once the laughter died down, "How DO we find dis guy's base? Didn' you guys say it moves around all the time?"

"Well, yes, and that normally makes it hard to track," Izzy said, "But now we'll be able to find it easily, because the Digimon Emperor now has Yami Yugi's Digivice."

"And that means we can find them by following the Digivice's signal! Like when we were trying to find the Eighth Child!" Tai exclaimed.

"Who's the Eighth Child?" Tristan asked.

"Over here," Kari said with a wave.

They paused as Izzy whipped out his ever-present laptop computer and began typing frantically.

"EUREKA!" He yelled after ten minutes, scaring the others that had been waiting, "I got it! And it's not too far away either - see, here it is, just south of us, and moving west!"

"Well then, what are we waiting for - let's GO!" Davis yelled.
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"You've been here for this long and that's the only escape plan you've come up with so far?" Yami asked.

"I know it's a little cliché," Ken grumbled, "And if you've formulated any better plans by now, I'd love to hear them."

Yami frowned, then sighed.

"I know, you're right, I'm sorry. It's just…does it really have to be that cliché?"

"Blame the movie industry, not me. C'mon, lets get this over with."

The two of them moved to stand right in front of the door. Just outside were two Digimon guards, a Hagurumon and a Gazimon. Even through the door, Ken and Yami could hear the two complaining about how bored and hungry they were.

"I can't believe we agreed to take two-day shifts," Gazimon was whining.

"It was your idea," Hagurumon countered.

"Just shut up, bolts-for-brains."

Ken opened his mouth.

"Oh boy, that was sure a feast! I don't think I've ever been this full in my life!" Ken said loudly.

"Me neither," Yami loudly agreed, "And there is enough left over food in here to feed an army!"

"You call that acting?" Ken hissed at Yami.

"Do I look like an actor to you?" Yami growled back.

Meanwhile, Gazimon and Hagurumon suddenly began paying rapt attention to the prison cell.

"What are those humans talking about?" Hagurumon wondered.

"Whatever it is," Gazimon said as Ken's voice began listing all sorts of delicious edibles, "It's making me even hungrier!"

"I'm sure glad no one else knows about this secret stash of food," Yami stated in a yell, "Now we can have it all for ourselves!"

"Oh, that's it," Gazimon snarled, wiping drool off his chin, "I have gotta see this! Open the door Hagurumon!"

Hagurumon, also drooling, stuck the key into the lock and opened the door. The two Digimon barged in to see Ken standing there with an innocent expression on his face.

"Okay, where's this huge feast supposed to be, human?" Gazimon growled.

"What huge feast?" Ken asked.

"You and that other human were just going on and on about it," Hagurumon snapped, "Hey, you two better not be trying to pull any funny stuff…"

"We aren't pulling anything," Yami said, standing behind the Digimon, "Don't you see all the food?"

"What food? This cell's barer than a Skullgraymon's bones," Gazimon said as he and Hagurumon turned around to confront the spirit.

The Sennen Eye was glowing brightly on Yami's forehead, but neither Digimon noticed it.

"Why, that food over there," Yami said in a friendly voice as he turned the two around again.

Gazimon and Hagurumon gasped in shock. How in the Digital World could they have missed all that food?! There were virtual mountains of every single dish possible filling the back of the cell, and it smelled simply divine!

"YES! There IS a programmer!" Hagurumon squealed as he and Gazimon shoved their way past Ken to grab plates of food and start pigging out.

Ken kept blinking and rubbing his eyes, even while Yami was pulling him out of the cell by his arm. But still, Gazimon and Hagurumon seemed to be eating their weight in air.

"Is this permanent?" Ken wondered.

"It should wear off eventually," Yami reassured him, "And besides, you don't need to worry about those two - can't you hear how happy they are?"

"Are you really sure?" Ken asked.

"Hey you two, we'll lock the door so no one else bothers you while you're eating," Yami called into the cell.

"That'd be great, thanks guys!" the evil Digimon called over their shoulders as Yami locked them in.

"I guess they are happier," Ken agreed.

"Where should we go now?"

"Wormon should be in one of the lower cells," Ken said, "I hope he's been doing okay…"

"Lead the way, then," Yami said, silently wondering of the fate of Yugi and Youkomon in his absence.

Still, the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle had a funny feeling that both of them were a lot closer than he thought.


For those undoubtably few of you that are still reading my fic - can I cook, or can't I?