After spending a night recuperating at Elecmon's hut, the Digidestined woke up the next morning rested and refreshed. Sam was the first one to awaken and he walked outside and took a deep whiff of early morning air.

"Ahh…" he sighed. "This is what life is supposed to be like."

"Sam!" a shrill voice squawked. "Wait up!" Out came Pidgeonmon, flapping in the wind. He landed in front of Sam, his reddish brown and white feathers down at his sides. Sam smiled and nodded at him.

"Sam? Why don't you ever talk?" Pidgeonmon asked him. "Is it because you don't like your voice? Because last night you said 'Good-night' to me, and it sounded fine." Sam smiled again.

"I guess it's because I'm kinda shy." Sam answered, his voice sounding like a soft breeze. "It takes a lot for me to get to know people, or Digimon. I guess it's because of my family I'm like this." His voice trailed off, and he gazed wistfully into the distance.

"What's wrong with your family?" Pidgeonmon asked. "Your sister seems nice enough."

"Not her. My dad." Sam answered. "He's a rabbi, and I guess I'm supposed to follow in his footsteps. That's why I wear these fringes. Luckily, even with the costume change, I'm still wearing them. Rebecca is wearing a miniskirt, that sucks for her. It's against our religion."

"How?" Pidgeonmon asked, looking stunned.

"Women are supposed to wear long skirts, not short ones. Modesty reasons. I mean, some of these laws we live by are total bull. My dad isn't allowed to talk to me unless we're studying together. I haven't had a good conversation with him ever since my Bar Mitzvah, two years ago. I mean, we've never sat down at the dinner table, talked about how his day was…" Sam trailed off, a tear coming to his eye. Pidgeonmon put his wing on Sam's shoulder.

"Well, if it makes you feel better, I never had a father. I've been all alone my entire life, wandering, searching for you. And now I've found you." At this point, Pidgeonmon flew up onto Sam's shoulder. "And I'm never gonna let you go." Sam smiled, and headed back inside, with Pidgeonmon perched on his new lookout post, Sam's shoulder.

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Later that morning, the group assembled, having spent a night getting to know their Digimon. None of them had bonded much, though. Most of their conversations were shy banter about nothing in particular. The humans especially seemed unwilling to open up to their Digimon. Basic human nature states that human beings are untrustworthy, especially of beings they know nothing about. Digimon probably qualify as such. However, at the table, the humans gathered as their Digimon slept with one notable exception; Pidgeonmon, still on Sam's shoulder.

"Can't he leave?" Jaren asked uneasily, motioning his eyes at Pidgeonmon. Sam shook his head no, and Pidgeonmon looked angered.

"Why won't you humans get it? You need to save our world! Us Digimon are not your enemies. We want to help you."

"You probably do." Julia answered. "Just, we don't know for sure if we can trust you, that's all." Pidgeonmon looked positively angry.

"We've been looking for you since we were hatched from our Digi-eggs, and you actually don't trust us? You think that we're lying? All my life I've been alone, looking for my partner, and now I've found him. You have two devices; a Digivice and a Dighumon Adapter. That makes you all Digidestined. We need to be able to trust each other, not treat other with suspicion."

"I agree." Sam said in support of his Digimon. "I just had a great conversation with Pidgeonmon. There are evil Digimon here. We need their protection, and they need us. We need to trust in them." Jaren scoffed at his words.

"Yeah, only you'd have more of a conversation with the Digimon than us. Why are you so antisocial anyway? Your sister won't shut up and you never talk. No offense." Jaren ended quickly, looking at Rebecca.

"I think we should vote." Craig said, effectively ending the discussion. "On whether we should be able to trust the Digimon or not."

"I think we should." Sam said. "And all those who are with me, I'm leaving after breakfast to explore more of the Digiworld with my partner, Pidgeonmon."

"I'm with Sam." Rebecca immediately said.

"I think we can trust them." Julia began. "But I need more time to figure it out for sure."

"I agree with Julia." Jaren said. "Nothing against the Digimon, but I don't want to be lured into some kind of cockamamie trap thanks to them. Maybe one more day." Craig nodded. Sam looked distraught.

"If we wait one more day, we could be under attack here." Sam said impatiently. "We need to get on the move. Get supplies and go." Stefan spoke up.

"I agree. I feel we can trust the Digimon. I'm going with Sam and Rebecca, and I advise you all to do the same." This left Craig, Andrew and Brian undecided. Andrew was the first to speak up.

"I'm staying here for now." He said. "But not because of a lack of trust. I think we need to know more about our element." Everyone nodded; he made a good point.

"The Digimon know their way around." Sam rebuffed. "We'll be fine." Everyone turned to Craig and Brian, who were whispering something to each other.

"We have an idea." Craig spoke up. "I'll go with Sam and Brian will go with Jaren. We think that half of us should go out exploring, learning more about the environment, and half of us should stay here, also doing research and rounding up supplies from the village. Then tonight, we can come together and pool our findings." The entire group nodded; this was a brilliant idea. All except Sam, however.

"They're going to get you guys, and we might not be here to save you. I've watched the show; I know what happens. When Digidestined arrive, everyone knows. And everyone tries to destroy them and their Digimon. I'm going upstairs to wake up the Digimon and tell them the plan, even though I don't like it at all." And with that, Sam stormed up the stairs. Jaren gaped at him for a moment.

"Wow. It's like he just learned to speak now. Why didn't he tell us he knows the show before?" Stefan kept his mouth shut, though he yearned to tell the others that he was also knowledgeable in the Digimon department. Enough chaos had been started today.

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"So, you watch Digimon?" Stefan asked Sam as they walked through the woods. They had breakfast and were with their Digimon. Rebecca and Craig were a little bit behind them.

"Yeah." Sam answered. Now he was talking more often than usual, and that made Stefan happy. He was a good kid, Sam. "Why didn't you go with your friend, Jaren?"

"I know better. I also watch the show." Sam looked at Stefan in surprise. Stefan looked down at the ground sheepishly. "It helps me get my mind of my family problems."

"What's up, Stefan?" Sam asked. "I'll be a shoulder to lean on. Just take the unoccupied one." Pidgeonmon was on his left. Stefan laughed at the joke.

"Nah. You wouldn't understand. It's complicated stuff."

"You know, I had something really bad happen to me once." Wetkiwimon piped up. He was walking next to Stefan.

"What, little guy?" Stefan asked him.

"Well, I was looking for you." Wetkiwimon began. "And I met this Kunemon. And he seemed okay, so we began wandering together through this very forest. And then, when I needed him the most, in a battle, he turned on me, and attacked me." Wetkiwimon looked and sounded sad. "He was a spy for the Devils."

"Who are these Devils anyway?" Stefan asked Wetkiwimon.

"An evil family of Digimon, all at powerful levels. They run the show, killing Digimon they don't like, that sort of thing."

"The mob." Stefan whispered to Sam, and he nodded.

"They didn't want you to come. They probably know you're here already. There are spies all over the place, maybe even in this forest." Wetkiwimon continued. Coincidentally, as he said that, a boom could be heard in the distance, back in the direction from whence they came.

"The others." Stefan gasped. Then, he yelled. "Let's go back! We have to help the others!" The group of four ran as fast as they could, and as they got to the scene, they saw a pile of smoldering ash where Elecmon's hut used to be. Elecmon was helping the Digimon fend off the intruder, a large dinosaur with a black hide.

"DarkTyrannomon." Sam's Digivice said. "A Dino Digimon. When Tyrannomon goes corrupt, you get this bad boy. His Fire Blast can reduce anything to ashes."

"Surge Tackle!" Surgemon said as he rushed towards DarkTyrannomon, his body sparking with electricity.

"Dragon Flame!" Embermon said, and it shot flame at Dark Tyrannomon.

"Rock Quick Strike!" Schlangemon yelled, and he tried to bite DarkTyrannomon.

"Ivy Whips!" Ivymon said, and it tried to whip DarkTyrannomon.

"Lightning Knife!" Elecmon yelled, and lightning discharged from him into Dark Tyrannomon.

"We gotta help them!" Rebecca yelled. The new Digimon came in, trying to help, since DarkTyrannomon was easily fending off all of these attacks.

"Water Peck!" Wetkiwimon said, and his dolphin beak opened up to reveal bursts of water. Dark Tyrannomon dodged it.

"Metal Monkey Mash!" Metamonomon said, and his hands became mallets as he hammered DarkTyrannomon's legs.

"Frozen Daggers!" Penguinomon said, and sharp icicles flew at Dark Tyrannomon. With one swipe of his mighty claw, he cut them all down.

"Aero Slam!" Pidgeonmon said, and he dove down on Dark Tyrannomon, using all the g-force he could muster.

"That all you got?" DarkTyrannomon mocked, standing up. "How about a little of this. Fire Blast!" A big ball of fire cannonated from his mouth, burning all of the group, including the humans.

"We were just researching and this happened!" Jaren said frantically. "Sam was right. We should've gone with you!"

"That's OK." Sam said. "Let me handle this." He stepped out onto the field, Pidgeonmon by his side.

"These guys aren't ready for this." Sam thought to himself. "They don't trust their Digimon yet. And even if they do, none of them are brave enough to come forward. Except for me."

"What? You want to die, scum?" DarkTyrannomon asked Sam and Pidgeonmon.

"No. Do you?" Sam retorted, making DarkTyrannomon grin, an evil, mirthless reptilian grin.

"Well, too bad, 'cause now it's time to go. Fire Blast!" Dark Tyrannomon shot fire at the pair. However, Sam was smiling.

"Now! Pidgeonmon!" He held up his Digivice.

"DIGIVOLVE!"

Nothing happened. The fireball loomed closer and closer.

"No! Sam!" Pidgeonmon flew in the way of the fireball and began flapping with all of his might, trying to make it move away. However, it was all for naught. The fireball found its mark. Pidgeonmon.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Sam yelled. DarkTyrannomon laughed.

"Foolish boy. The Devils have all of the Digivolving power. That weapon can't be used anymore. And even better, your stupid bird is CHICKEN. Roasted chicken." Sam looked at Pidgeonmon. He was badly burned, many feathers singed, but still conscious nonetheless. Sam turned to DarkTyrannomon in anger.

"You little bastard!" He ran towards him and started to punch him, knowing he wouldn't inflict any damage. DarkTyrannomon giggled again, and lifted his massive left foot high in the air.

"Say goodbye!" The entire Digidestined team gasped, too stunned to move.

"No! Sam!" Pidgeonmon yelled. And then he began to glow. As did Sam.

"DIGIVOLUTION! DIGIMON/HUMAN ADAPTER!" Both lights grew brighter and brighter, and then moved together until they were blended as one.

"Pidgeonmon! Digivolve to…Palomamon!" As the glow subsided, one being stood there, on two sharp, curved yellow talons. It had wings coming from its back and feathers throughout its body. Arms filled with muscle came from the front, and the head had a curved beak for a mouth. It had two feathers on its head, kind of like a headdress. Basically, it was a trimmer Garudamon.

"But, Digivolution is impossible!" DarkTyrannomon said, awestruck.

"Apparently not." The new creature, Palomamon said, in two voices. "This is Pidgeonmon and Sam. Apparently, we've found a way. Humans facilitate it, not just some obscure power. And now, we will show you who you're messing with." With that, Palomamon took off into the air, its wingspan blocking out the sun.

"Just because you're at Champion doesn't mean I can't stop you!" Darktyrannomon said angrily. "Fire Blast!" The fireball flew upwards towards Palomamon. Then, the unthinkable happened. Palomamon simply clapped the fire between its two wings, and it was extinguished.

"What?" Darktyrannomon asked, awestruck.

"That was true wing power." Palomamon said. "Now we'll show you a real attack. Aerial Strike!" And Palomamon swooped down, its beak going at a very, very, VERY high speed. It stabbed DarkTyrannomon in the head, and the Dark creature began to disintegrate.

"No!" it said. "You can never win!" And then it died. Palomamon came back down to earth, and dedigivolved, leaving Sam and Pidgeonmon separate.

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"Wow you guys!" Rebecca remarked. "That was great."

"I think that answers the trust question." Jaren said. "We should leave tonight."

"Well, I underestimated you." Jaren also said to Sam. "Well done mate." Sam didn't need to say anything in response. His actions had said enough for the day. He was all talked out.

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There you go! Another chapter! Read and review please!