Thanks for all the nice reviews again! Oh, and OmnicromXR, I don't know much about Milleniummon other than the few things I read about him, and I thought it was an interesting premise, so I was kind of just planning on making it up as I went along...sorry! Hopefully I won't do his personality too bad, though, even if I am making it up myself...maybe I'll get lucky and there will be similarities between the two. I'll try my best, though, and...well...there is dramatic liscense, after all, especially considering Milleniummon was never in the tv series, anyway! And many times they radically change characters when translating them from a video game to television as well as storylines, just keeping one or two basic attributes, so it's kind of like I'm doing the same thing here with my fanfic. Hopefully that's not too disappointing, but, like I said, I really don't have any knowledge of Milleniummon other than the couple of things I read about him on the internet and they didn't exactly delve into his personality all that much, considering the stuff I read was more focused on Ryo than on him. Hey, at least I know he's evil, right? LOL!
Anyways,here's chapter 3!
Chapter 3:
"This is ridiculous! They can't just be gone!" Hirokazu Shiota exclaimed in his outrage as he, Jeri Katou, Kenta Kitagawa, Henry, and Takato stood in the park, waiting for Rika to arrive.
"Well, apparently they are," Henry stated bitterly as he crossed his arms.
"But…but how?" Kenta now asked.
"We don't know exactly," Takato answered with a frown. "Hopefully Rika will have some answers when she gets here…"
"Rika?" Kazu questioned and then scoffed. "Where the heck is she, anyway?" He then added in a mumble, "She's always complaining about me being late…"
"We don't know where she is," Henry answered, just as exasperated as Kazu. "But she better get here soon."
"Well, Ryo's house is a far way off, isn't it?" Jeri inquired. "And I'm sure Mr. Akiyama must be worried about his son if Ryo didn't come home and really is trapped in the digital world; he might have kept Rika for longer than she planned, asking questions and things…"
"Maybe," Henry reluctantly muttered and then glanced down at his watch, saying, "Still…"
"Hey, Henry, what are we going to do if Mr. Akiyama doesn't know where Ryo is?" Takato then asked with some concern. "I mean, he's the only one who might know something."
"And even that's unlikely," Henry added.
"Of course he knows what's going on!" Kazu exclaimed vigorously. "He's only Ryo, the greatest tamer that ever lived!"
"Yeah!" Kenta agreed full-heartedly.
Henry scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't say he's all that great, and I really doubt he knows exactly what's going on, whether he's back in Japan or not. And as for what we're going to do if we can't find him or if he doesn't have any answers for us…" Henry trailed off, his eyes averting to the sky and the others frowned. Then, glancing at his watch once more, Henry let out an aggravated sigh and questioned to no one in particular, "Where is she?!"
"Hey, wait! I think I see someone!" Kenta suddenly exclaimed then and they all turned their eyes to where Kenta was looking to see Rika slowly plodding along, intense gaze firmly locked on an envelope that she held in her hand.
Kazu scowled and crossed his arms. "Jeez, Rika! Could you walk any slower?" Takato, on the other hand, frowned sympathetically when she finally reached them and asked, "What's wrong, Rika?"
"Yeah; you seem kind of down," Jeri added, frowning as well.
"Not, it's not that…" Rika trailed off, her eyes still on the envelope.
"Well, what is it, then?" Henry questioned impatiently.
"I…" Rika fell into silence, however.
Henry let out a frustrated sigh and exclaimed, "Well, would you spit it out already?!"
"Yeah, Rika," Kenta chimed in. "What did Mr. Akiyama say?"
"He didn't say anything," Rika answered quietly.
"Why not?" Takato inquired.
"He wasn't there," Rika replied.
"Well, maybe we can stop by later," Henry reasoned.
"No, he doesn't live there," she informed him, but then shook her head. She then swallowed hard and corrected herself, "He…he never lived there."
"What?!" the others questioned in shock.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Henry then exclaimed in outrage.
"I'm not," Rika said, finally looking up. "It's just like Renamon and the others; the Akiyama family never existed."
"But…" Takato began in disbelief. "Are you sure, Rika?"
Rika nodded. "I asked the lady next door and she said that she's never heard of the Akiyama family or of Ryo. She also said that no one's lived in Ryo's old apartment for the last fourteen years."
"Fourteen years?" Henry questioned. "But that's how old Ryo is, isn't it?"
Rika nodded again. "I know."
"But does that mean…Ryo doesn't exist anymore either?" Takato asked, voice trembling.
"That's horrible!" Jeri cried with tears forming in her eyes.
But Rika shook her head. "I don't think so, Takato. You see…" She now glanced back down at the envelope in her hand. "The lady next door said that a boy came by her apartment early this morning around eight or so and said his name was Ryo Akiyama."
"So that means he's somewhere in Japan then, right?" Kazu asked hopefully and Rika nodded.
"I think so," she said. "Anyway, he left this letter with her husband and told him to give it to anyone who came asking about him." She then held up the envelope, with the letter inside, for them to see his name written on it. "It's his handwriting."
Henry then took the envelope from Rika's hand and studied it for a while. "Did you read it yet?" he then asked.
Rika shook her head. "Not yet…I figured we should all read it together." Rika paused before asking, "So, who wants to read it out loud?"
There was a long silence before Henry said, "You should read it, Rika; he'd probably want you to read it out of all of us."
"No, I…" Rika trailed off, her eyes quickly darting to her feet.
"Let me read it!" Kazu exclaimed eagerly.
"Or me!" Kenta chimed in just as enthusiastic.
"No," Henry said flatly and both boys frowned with a groan. Henry then looked to Takato. "You want to read it, Takato?"
"I don't know…" Takato trailed off uneasily and looked to Jeri. "Jeri?"
"No, it's all right; let someone else read it," Jeri answered trying to smile.
"You know, it's not like I'm asking you to read death sentence or anything," Henry stated in aggravation.
"You never know," Kenta pointed out and Kazu gave a nod.
"I mean, who knows what horrible things Ryo had to write about," Kazu added and now Kenta was the one to nod. Even Takato and Jeri were frowning with the same worry in their faces. "For all we know, that letter could predict the end of the world or something!"
Henry groaned in exasperation, shaking his head. "Fine! I'll read the stupid-"
"I'll read it," Rika resolutely decided, looking up with firm eyes. Henry hesitated a moment, but then opened the envelope and carefully unfolded the letter. She cleared her throat, and began to slowly read:
"'There's a point where my memories just stop. I don't know why, but beyond a certain point, I've completely forgotten everything - who I was and how I came to be who I am now. What I'm told has always been - my home, my family, my life in this world - I can't remember always being, and the more I try to prove to myself that it has always been, the more I think that it has never really been at all; that there's some other world that I've forgotten and some other life that I used to live before I started living this one.
"'But I shouldn't say I've forgotten everything completely; there's this dream I keep having. It's a dream of a memory - a memory that's been stuck in the back of my head for as long as I can remember. It didn't bother me at first; I thought it was just my imagination. But now the pieces are starting to become clearer - there are faces now focusing in my mind and I'm starting to hear the voices that belong to them, but I still can't remember who it is that I'm really seeing; they're just faces and voices of people I should know, but who are now strangers to me for some reason. There are no names, no histories, no personalities, well, except for what I make up from the few fuzzy images I seem to remember and the few muddled words I sometimes hear, and no link to me - other than the dream itself, that is. But they're people I used to know, I think, but who didn't know me, and there's one who I think was a friend of mine; and they're all in a different place, a place that's similar to this one, but still different somehow - a different world that I think I used to call home.
"'And there's this man - this monster - that I keep trying to forget, but there's still a piece of him inside of me that won't go away no matter how much I want it to or how hard I try; there's always those two familiar eyes glaring at me every time I close my own eyes, and a voice that I'm afraid of, although I don't exactly understand why I'm so afraid of it, always warning me of the same thing: 'You cannot kill what has already fused it's self with Time…'"
Rika then ended with, "Signed, 'Ryo Akiyama.'" She let out a sigh and folded the letter back up. She then looked up at the others, all with puzzled frowns on her faces, and she couldn't help but frown as well in her own confusion.
After a moment, however, Henry finally exclaimed in his confused frustration, "Well, what on the heck is that supposed to mean?"
Rika frowned even more, scrunching her eyebrows and shrugging as she glanced back down at the letter. "I don't know; it's just what he wrote," she replied quietly.
"Yeah, a lot of good that does us," Henry remarked sarcastically.
"Well, maybe we just have to think about it," Takato suggested. "I mean, the first part kind of makes sense. He said he didn't think that this was his real home; that he couldn't remember how he got here. And like Rika said, it's as if he didn't really exist here at all, so…maybe he really didn't."
"But we all remember him," Kazu reminded Takato.
"Yeah, but we all remember digimon, too, and no one else does," Henry pointed out and Kazu frowned. "So, then this isn't his home, then. But…then what was that other world he was talking about? And those people he remembered…"
"'You cannot kill what has already fused it's self with Time…'" Rika repeated out loud. "What do you think that means?"
"I don't know, but I'm guessing it's not a good thing," Henry decided. "And I'm guessing that neither is that monster he keeps dreaming about."
"Maybe the monster in his dream is the one who's responsible for Guilmon and the others' disappearance," Takato suggested.
"That would make sense," Henry reasoned, placing a hand to his chin. "But who is this monster exactly? And how does Ryo know him?"
"Well, he said he couldn't remember beyond a certain point, right?" Jeri then inquired. "Maybe that's the point where he started forgetting; whenever that monster showed up."
"That's what it seems like; or, at least that he's forgotten how he's connected to the monster, anyway," Henry said. "I wouldn't say for certain that it's the monster that caused him to forget just yet." Henry then sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "But if he really has forgotten, that's not going to help us."
"But even if he did somehow remember, we don't know how to find him, anyway, so…" Takato trailed off, frowning.
"So, now what do we do?" Kazu questioned.
"I don't know…" Henry trailed off, growing tired of answering the same way for so many times. "I guess we have to just wait and see what happens. If Ryo is in Japan, he's got to show up somewhere eventually. Maybe he'll come by one of our houses…maybe Rika's, at least."
"Maybe…" Rika trailed off, looking at Ryo's name written on the envelope. "I hope so, anyway…"
"So, we all just go home, then?" Takato asked.
Henry let out one last sigh as he gazed up at the sky with hope fading from his eyes. "I guess so…"
Night had already come and Takato lay sleeping in bed. The clock on his desk read 12:04 AM. A strangle light suddenly appeared in his bedroom, that of a digital field. Takato tightened his eyes a bit, but he still remained a sleep.
"Izzy! Izzy, I think I'm getting something…" a voice called out as a fuzzy image began to focus on the other side of the light. Takato slowly opened his eyes, groaning a bit, as the voice continued, "Hello? Agumon? Are you out there?"
"Huh?" Takato asked, sitting up and fully opening his eyes. He then grinned as he recognized the person on the other side of the digital field and jumped out of bed. Stepping a foot in front of the digital field, he exclaimed, "It is you! Tai Kamiya! I can't believe it!" His face then became curious. "But how…how is that possible…?" he asked as he cautiously rose his hand towards the field.
Tai, in a bewildered daze, asked, "Do I…know you?"
As Takato's hand touched the field, there was a small park. "Ah!" He pulled his hand back in pain.
Tai shook his head and snapped out of his daze. "It doesn't matter! I need your help!"
Takato frowned. "My help? But how can I-"
"You have to get in contact with Agumon! In the digital world! I know it sounds crazy, but-"
"The digital world?" Takato interrupted. "But I can't get there anymore."
Tai gasped. "Anymore? You mean-you've been there?" He then suddenly turned his head. "Huh-"
"No, wait!" Takato cried out and reached out his hand as Tai Kamiya and the digital field disappeared, leaving Takato alone in his room. He then frowned, dropping his hand to his side. "My help?" he wonder aloud. "But…but why? Was he even…real?" There was a roll of thunder and Takato turned to the window to see it had begun to rain.
Izzy sat on his bed with his laptop in his bedroom, Tai standing a few feet in front of him while Matt stood off alone, arms crossed, staring out the window at the night sky, rain already having begun to fall.
"Damn," Tai muttered. "What went wrong, Izzy?"
"We lost the connection, that's all," Izzy explained. "Must have been the weather."
"Who was that kid, anyway?" Tai questioned.
Izzy shrugged. "I don't know, Tai. There are an infinite number of dimensions out there-"
"He knew my name," Tai interrupted. "And he's been to the digital world. How did he know my name…?"
"I wouldn't worry about it, Tai," Izzy said as optimistically as he could. "There's got to be a reason to it. One that might help us later on. And we've still got plenty of time-"
"Damn it, Izzy!" Tai snapped "We may have time now, but we might be running out of it fast! We've got to do something before it's too late!" Silence fell over the three boys. After a moment, Tai looked up to Matt. "Matt, what's wrong?
Shrugging, Matt replied, "I don't know. I just got this depressing feeling all of a sudden."
Tai now frowned with worried eyes. "You're not…giving up, are you, Matt?"
Matt shook his head. "No, that's not it. I guess it's just the rain or something…" He trailed off and gave Tai a slight shrug. He then let out a sigh and added, "It's just that I was thinking, if we can contact other worlds, then maybe the digital world really is…" He then frowned and admitted, "I guess I am giving up a little…"
Tai sighed, glancing away. "Maybe when Mimi gets here…I don't know. I mean, we're all here and she's in New York and since she's one of us, maybe we're just not complete without her."
"I think you might be on to something, Tai," izzy agreed. "We're all connected to each other-our crests, our powers, our connection to the digital world-it's through each other. Without Mimi, one of the links might be missing…"
"Well, that might explain one link, but what about the rest of them?" Matt questioned.
"I don't know, Matt!" Tai exclaimed in frustration. "Don't be so pessimistic! Besides, we still have our crests so it's not like we've lost everything yet. And since Mimi has a crest, maybe it will lead us in the right direction. If only we could think of some way to get her here…"
"But not all of us have crests, you know, Tai," Matt pointed out. "What about Davis, Yolei, and Cody? They don't have crests and they're still digidestined." "That is true…" Izzy admitted with a frown. "But I still think it's important we get Mimi here somehow."
"Obviously," Matt agreed. "I just don't think we should get our hopes up just yet. I mean, just because Mimi shows up doesn't mean everything's going to be solved."
"But that doesn't mean we have to be so pessimistic, Matt!" Tai argued. He then sighed, however, looking away, and said, "Look, it's already really late. Maybe we should just pick up on this in the morning or something. There's just a few things I want to sleep on first before we start making any plans yet."
Izzy looked up at Tai. "You mean…?"
"Yeah, that kid," Tai answered, deep in his own thoughts. "How did he know my name…?"
Matt still stared out at the rain. "Hmm…"
Anyways,here's chapter 3!
Chapter 3:
"This is ridiculous! They can't just be gone!" Hirokazu Shiota exclaimed in his outrage as he, Jeri Katou, Kenta Kitagawa, Henry, and Takato stood in the park, waiting for Rika to arrive.
"Well, apparently they are," Henry stated bitterly as he crossed his arms.
"But…but how?" Kenta now asked.
"We don't know exactly," Takato answered with a frown. "Hopefully Rika will have some answers when she gets here…"
"Rika?" Kazu questioned and then scoffed. "Where the heck is she, anyway?" He then added in a mumble, "She's always complaining about me being late…"
"We don't know where she is," Henry answered, just as exasperated as Kazu. "But she better get here soon."
"Well, Ryo's house is a far way off, isn't it?" Jeri inquired. "And I'm sure Mr. Akiyama must be worried about his son if Ryo didn't come home and really is trapped in the digital world; he might have kept Rika for longer than she planned, asking questions and things…"
"Maybe," Henry reluctantly muttered and then glanced down at his watch, saying, "Still…"
"Hey, Henry, what are we going to do if Mr. Akiyama doesn't know where Ryo is?" Takato then asked with some concern. "I mean, he's the only one who might know something."
"And even that's unlikely," Henry added.
"Of course he knows what's going on!" Kazu exclaimed vigorously. "He's only Ryo, the greatest tamer that ever lived!"
"Yeah!" Kenta agreed full-heartedly.
Henry scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't say he's all that great, and I really doubt he knows exactly what's going on, whether he's back in Japan or not. And as for what we're going to do if we can't find him or if he doesn't have any answers for us…" Henry trailed off, his eyes averting to the sky and the others frowned. Then, glancing at his watch once more, Henry let out an aggravated sigh and questioned to no one in particular, "Where is she?!"
"Hey, wait! I think I see someone!" Kenta suddenly exclaimed then and they all turned their eyes to where Kenta was looking to see Rika slowly plodding along, intense gaze firmly locked on an envelope that she held in her hand.
Kazu scowled and crossed his arms. "Jeez, Rika! Could you walk any slower?" Takato, on the other hand, frowned sympathetically when she finally reached them and asked, "What's wrong, Rika?"
"Yeah; you seem kind of down," Jeri added, frowning as well.
"Not, it's not that…" Rika trailed off, her eyes still on the envelope.
"Well, what is it, then?" Henry questioned impatiently.
"I…" Rika fell into silence, however.
Henry let out a frustrated sigh and exclaimed, "Well, would you spit it out already?!"
"Yeah, Rika," Kenta chimed in. "What did Mr. Akiyama say?"
"He didn't say anything," Rika answered quietly.
"Why not?" Takato inquired.
"He wasn't there," Rika replied.
"Well, maybe we can stop by later," Henry reasoned.
"No, he doesn't live there," she informed him, but then shook her head. She then swallowed hard and corrected herself, "He…he never lived there."
"What?!" the others questioned in shock.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Henry then exclaimed in outrage.
"I'm not," Rika said, finally looking up. "It's just like Renamon and the others; the Akiyama family never existed."
"But…" Takato began in disbelief. "Are you sure, Rika?"
Rika nodded. "I asked the lady next door and she said that she's never heard of the Akiyama family or of Ryo. She also said that no one's lived in Ryo's old apartment for the last fourteen years."
"Fourteen years?" Henry questioned. "But that's how old Ryo is, isn't it?"
Rika nodded again. "I know."
"But does that mean…Ryo doesn't exist anymore either?" Takato asked, voice trembling.
"That's horrible!" Jeri cried with tears forming in her eyes.
But Rika shook her head. "I don't think so, Takato. You see…" She now glanced back down at the envelope in her hand. "The lady next door said that a boy came by her apartment early this morning around eight or so and said his name was Ryo Akiyama."
"So that means he's somewhere in Japan then, right?" Kazu asked hopefully and Rika nodded.
"I think so," she said. "Anyway, he left this letter with her husband and told him to give it to anyone who came asking about him." She then held up the envelope, with the letter inside, for them to see his name written on it. "It's his handwriting."
Henry then took the envelope from Rika's hand and studied it for a while. "Did you read it yet?" he then asked.
Rika shook her head. "Not yet…I figured we should all read it together." Rika paused before asking, "So, who wants to read it out loud?"
There was a long silence before Henry said, "You should read it, Rika; he'd probably want you to read it out of all of us."
"No, I…" Rika trailed off, her eyes quickly darting to her feet.
"Let me read it!" Kazu exclaimed eagerly.
"Or me!" Kenta chimed in just as enthusiastic.
"No," Henry said flatly and both boys frowned with a groan. Henry then looked to Takato. "You want to read it, Takato?"
"I don't know…" Takato trailed off uneasily and looked to Jeri. "Jeri?"
"No, it's all right; let someone else read it," Jeri answered trying to smile.
"You know, it's not like I'm asking you to read death sentence or anything," Henry stated in aggravation.
"You never know," Kenta pointed out and Kazu gave a nod.
"I mean, who knows what horrible things Ryo had to write about," Kazu added and now Kenta was the one to nod. Even Takato and Jeri were frowning with the same worry in their faces. "For all we know, that letter could predict the end of the world or something!"
Henry groaned in exasperation, shaking his head. "Fine! I'll read the stupid-"
"I'll read it," Rika resolutely decided, looking up with firm eyes. Henry hesitated a moment, but then opened the envelope and carefully unfolded the letter. She cleared her throat, and began to slowly read:
"'There's a point where my memories just stop. I don't know why, but beyond a certain point, I've completely forgotten everything - who I was and how I came to be who I am now. What I'm told has always been - my home, my family, my life in this world - I can't remember always being, and the more I try to prove to myself that it has always been, the more I think that it has never really been at all; that there's some other world that I've forgotten and some other life that I used to live before I started living this one.
"'But I shouldn't say I've forgotten everything completely; there's this dream I keep having. It's a dream of a memory - a memory that's been stuck in the back of my head for as long as I can remember. It didn't bother me at first; I thought it was just my imagination. But now the pieces are starting to become clearer - there are faces now focusing in my mind and I'm starting to hear the voices that belong to them, but I still can't remember who it is that I'm really seeing; they're just faces and voices of people I should know, but who are now strangers to me for some reason. There are no names, no histories, no personalities, well, except for what I make up from the few fuzzy images I seem to remember and the few muddled words I sometimes hear, and no link to me - other than the dream itself, that is. But they're people I used to know, I think, but who didn't know me, and there's one who I think was a friend of mine; and they're all in a different place, a place that's similar to this one, but still different somehow - a different world that I think I used to call home.
"'And there's this man - this monster - that I keep trying to forget, but there's still a piece of him inside of me that won't go away no matter how much I want it to or how hard I try; there's always those two familiar eyes glaring at me every time I close my own eyes, and a voice that I'm afraid of, although I don't exactly understand why I'm so afraid of it, always warning me of the same thing: 'You cannot kill what has already fused it's self with Time…'"
Rika then ended with, "Signed, 'Ryo Akiyama.'" She let out a sigh and folded the letter back up. She then looked up at the others, all with puzzled frowns on her faces, and she couldn't help but frown as well in her own confusion.
After a moment, however, Henry finally exclaimed in his confused frustration, "Well, what on the heck is that supposed to mean?"
Rika frowned even more, scrunching her eyebrows and shrugging as she glanced back down at the letter. "I don't know; it's just what he wrote," she replied quietly.
"Yeah, a lot of good that does us," Henry remarked sarcastically.
"Well, maybe we just have to think about it," Takato suggested. "I mean, the first part kind of makes sense. He said he didn't think that this was his real home; that he couldn't remember how he got here. And like Rika said, it's as if he didn't really exist here at all, so…maybe he really didn't."
"But we all remember him," Kazu reminded Takato.
"Yeah, but we all remember digimon, too, and no one else does," Henry pointed out and Kazu frowned. "So, then this isn't his home, then. But…then what was that other world he was talking about? And those people he remembered…"
"'You cannot kill what has already fused it's self with Time…'" Rika repeated out loud. "What do you think that means?"
"I don't know, but I'm guessing it's not a good thing," Henry decided. "And I'm guessing that neither is that monster he keeps dreaming about."
"Maybe the monster in his dream is the one who's responsible for Guilmon and the others' disappearance," Takato suggested.
"That would make sense," Henry reasoned, placing a hand to his chin. "But who is this monster exactly? And how does Ryo know him?"
"Well, he said he couldn't remember beyond a certain point, right?" Jeri then inquired. "Maybe that's the point where he started forgetting; whenever that monster showed up."
"That's what it seems like; or, at least that he's forgotten how he's connected to the monster, anyway," Henry said. "I wouldn't say for certain that it's the monster that caused him to forget just yet." Henry then sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "But if he really has forgotten, that's not going to help us."
"But even if he did somehow remember, we don't know how to find him, anyway, so…" Takato trailed off, frowning.
"So, now what do we do?" Kazu questioned.
"I don't know…" Henry trailed off, growing tired of answering the same way for so many times. "I guess we have to just wait and see what happens. If Ryo is in Japan, he's got to show up somewhere eventually. Maybe he'll come by one of our houses…maybe Rika's, at least."
"Maybe…" Rika trailed off, looking at Ryo's name written on the envelope. "I hope so, anyway…"
"So, we all just go home, then?" Takato asked.
Henry let out one last sigh as he gazed up at the sky with hope fading from his eyes. "I guess so…"
Night had already come and Takato lay sleeping in bed. The clock on his desk read 12:04 AM. A strangle light suddenly appeared in his bedroom, that of a digital field. Takato tightened his eyes a bit, but he still remained a sleep.
"Izzy! Izzy, I think I'm getting something…" a voice called out as a fuzzy image began to focus on the other side of the light. Takato slowly opened his eyes, groaning a bit, as the voice continued, "Hello? Agumon? Are you out there?"
"Huh?" Takato asked, sitting up and fully opening his eyes. He then grinned as he recognized the person on the other side of the digital field and jumped out of bed. Stepping a foot in front of the digital field, he exclaimed, "It is you! Tai Kamiya! I can't believe it!" His face then became curious. "But how…how is that possible…?" he asked as he cautiously rose his hand towards the field.
Tai, in a bewildered daze, asked, "Do I…know you?"
As Takato's hand touched the field, there was a small park. "Ah!" He pulled his hand back in pain.
Tai shook his head and snapped out of his daze. "It doesn't matter! I need your help!"
Takato frowned. "My help? But how can I-"
"You have to get in contact with Agumon! In the digital world! I know it sounds crazy, but-"
"The digital world?" Takato interrupted. "But I can't get there anymore."
Tai gasped. "Anymore? You mean-you've been there?" He then suddenly turned his head. "Huh-"
"No, wait!" Takato cried out and reached out his hand as Tai Kamiya and the digital field disappeared, leaving Takato alone in his room. He then frowned, dropping his hand to his side. "My help?" he wonder aloud. "But…but why? Was he even…real?" There was a roll of thunder and Takato turned to the window to see it had begun to rain.
Izzy sat on his bed with his laptop in his bedroom, Tai standing a few feet in front of him while Matt stood off alone, arms crossed, staring out the window at the night sky, rain already having begun to fall.
"Damn," Tai muttered. "What went wrong, Izzy?"
"We lost the connection, that's all," Izzy explained. "Must have been the weather."
"Who was that kid, anyway?" Tai questioned.
Izzy shrugged. "I don't know, Tai. There are an infinite number of dimensions out there-"
"He knew my name," Tai interrupted. "And he's been to the digital world. How did he know my name…?"
"I wouldn't worry about it, Tai," Izzy said as optimistically as he could. "There's got to be a reason to it. One that might help us later on. And we've still got plenty of time-"
"Damn it, Izzy!" Tai snapped "We may have time now, but we might be running out of it fast! We've got to do something before it's too late!" Silence fell over the three boys. After a moment, Tai looked up to Matt. "Matt, what's wrong?
Shrugging, Matt replied, "I don't know. I just got this depressing feeling all of a sudden."
Tai now frowned with worried eyes. "You're not…giving up, are you, Matt?"
Matt shook his head. "No, that's not it. I guess it's just the rain or something…" He trailed off and gave Tai a slight shrug. He then let out a sigh and added, "It's just that I was thinking, if we can contact other worlds, then maybe the digital world really is…" He then frowned and admitted, "I guess I am giving up a little…"
Tai sighed, glancing away. "Maybe when Mimi gets here…I don't know. I mean, we're all here and she's in New York and since she's one of us, maybe we're just not complete without her."
"I think you might be on to something, Tai," izzy agreed. "We're all connected to each other-our crests, our powers, our connection to the digital world-it's through each other. Without Mimi, one of the links might be missing…"
"Well, that might explain one link, but what about the rest of them?" Matt questioned.
"I don't know, Matt!" Tai exclaimed in frustration. "Don't be so pessimistic! Besides, we still have our crests so it's not like we've lost everything yet. And since Mimi has a crest, maybe it will lead us in the right direction. If only we could think of some way to get her here…"
"But not all of us have crests, you know, Tai," Matt pointed out. "What about Davis, Yolei, and Cody? They don't have crests and they're still digidestined." "That is true…" Izzy admitted with a frown. "But I still think it's important we get Mimi here somehow."
"Obviously," Matt agreed. "I just don't think we should get our hopes up just yet. I mean, just because Mimi shows up doesn't mean everything's going to be solved."
"But that doesn't mean we have to be so pessimistic, Matt!" Tai argued. He then sighed, however, looking away, and said, "Look, it's already really late. Maybe we should just pick up on this in the morning or something. There's just a few things I want to sleep on first before we start making any plans yet."
Izzy looked up at Tai. "You mean…?"
"Yeah, that kid," Tai answered, deep in his own thoughts. "How did he know my name…?"
Matt still stared out at the rain. "Hmm…"