Wade lands on the hard ground, stumbling a bit. He looks around with a snarl, glad to find no one is around to see what he had just done. "Where the bloody hell am I?" he mutters.

"It's the Digital World," a soft, shy voice cuts into his confused thoughts, the British superstar spinning around to glare at whoever is standing behind him, just to stop short to find himself staring down at a small white creature that looks wispy, like clouds, and doesn't even come close to his knee.

"What is that? Who are you?" he demands gruffly, leaning down to stare at her with his most intimidating glower.

"It's my home," she says as if it's as simple as breathing. "And I am your Digimon partner, Lunamon. I have been waiting to meet you for a long time, Wade."

The wrestlers are relieved for their time away from the Digiworld. The helplessness that they had felt at the point of time when their Digimon had nearly been destroyed right in front of them and there was nothing any of them could do for them remains, even now, but they have their careers and personal lives to distract themselves with, as best as possible. None of them are sure about the fate of their partners up to this point in time, having to wait until they're called to the Digiworld once more.

Wade Barrett presses his hands over the cool surface of his Intercontinental title and thinks of the small, pure Digimon he had, for whatever reason, been given as a partner. Gentle blue eyes and a soft voice the rare times she spoke, Lunamon has a strange kind of sensitivity to her that makes their being paired together absolutely nonsensible to him, but weirder things have happened. They'll be heading to Europe soon and he wonders what'll happen if they get dragged to the Digital World during that, but- Before he can even finish the thought, the world tilts and shifts around him, a swirl of light overwhelming him as he grips his title close, knowing what this means.

He lands heavily with a grunt, sucking in a deep breath of air that is fresh and clear of humanistic waste- exhaust, and smog, and every other kind of environmental hazard- before opening his eyes, peering around the familiar grass of the area where they had first met Luke a month and a half ago now. He ponders how the time is rushing past when something white flashes before his vision, Lunamon landing smoothly on his shoulder, staring at him steadily as she holds out his Digivice to him. He gapes at her as if she's a bird and reaches up gingerly to rest his hand on her head, feeling her warm, smooth skin beneath his fingers. With his other hand, he takes the Digivice from her, realizing that he had missed it as well, shocked by how right it feels back in his grip after so long without. "You're alright," he mutters a bit stupidly as she leans into his touch, nodding soberly. As his worry fades away, he finds himself smirking a little, amazed at just how much better he feels.

It takes a bit of walking to find the others but they are all in the process of reuniting with their Digimon who, thankfully, look as well as Lunamon, the group of them all seeming much more relaxed as they kneel by their partners, or hold them close, depending on the level of a bond they'd already built since the day they'd first met. The only odd one out- after all, he himself is currently allowing his Digimon to reside on his shoulder like a parrot, for God's sake- is AJ Lee, who is merely standing near her Digimon partner, Renamon looking as thrilled to be there as her. But the former divas champion has always been odd so the less thought about that particular situation, the better.

Luke for once gives them some time to reassure themselves that their partners are whole before appearing. "Hello, Digidestined," he greets them, his wise eyes glancing around to ensure that everyone is reunited, their Digivices once more in their possession.

"Hello," most of them echo back to him, some statements of gratitude intermingled in there for taking care of their Digimon since they couldn't. Wade says nothing, knowing what, exactly, his presence could possibly mean, not liking the prospects of throwing the group of them back into war so soon after their near mass-deletion, but he knows he's just feeling strangly protective right now, his old Nexus and Corre leadership ways welling up to the forefront. So, as much of a struggle it is, he keeps his mouth shut and watches grimly as Luke begins explaining to them where they'll be going, what they'll be doing. When he says it's another mission in the Virus sector, he bites his lip so hard that it nearly bleeds, glaring over at the other man as the others shift and whisper around him, clearly not liking this new development either.

Even so, they obligingly leave for the sector, all too aware by now that, should they not follow through and help, some terrible tragedy could befall the Digital World, each missed bit of evil acting like a snowfall effect and eventually toppling the entire, delicate balance. And if the group of them huddle a little closer, the Digimon surrounding them in a circle, watchful and tense, none of them say anything about it, all of them feeling anxious and more than a little on edge as a result of the last mission. They follow the blip on the map, Alicia catching the first glimpse of where they're being directed to and gasping so sharply that all of them look up at once, skidding to stop as one as they too see it.

It's a massive, white castle with turrets shaped like chess pieces, as if something out of Alice in Wonderland, and it is imposing and amazing even from a distance. They only take a few more steps, however, when there's an indecipherable shout overhead and rubble rains down upon them and the ground as something strikes one of the turrets, shattering it to pieces around them. Alicia and AJ shriek, the group of them trying to protect their heads from debris, the Digimon also trying to help, when something huge swoops over their heads, another rough sound of collapse as the attacking creature slams a massive red spear through the castle wall, causing more of it to collapse.

"Go!" It's a general call from the most of the Digidestined, and it's needless as most of the Digimon are already off to defend, Wade startled when he realizes that Lunamon is gone from his shoulder, chasing after her fellows. The sounds of their attacks and wide range of voices melt together in a cacophony that leaves Wade struggling to pay attention to the battle as it roars on around them, most of them looking reluctant as they remember all that had happened in the fight with Datamon. The creature they're battling is humanoid, and taller than even Renamon, adding to his uncertainty as they face off against his massive spear, looking so small and vulnerable in the face of the attack. He squeezes his Digivice so tightly that it feels like it could crack apart in his hand, but their Digimon are seemingly holding their own against the warrior with golden horns and spikes poking from his head and shoulders, orange and white fur fanning out behind him like a cape adding to his frightening display.

Flames and energy beams of various colors, shapes and sizes pour from their Digimon, Renamon's diamond crystals heralding their arrival as they embed themselves in the Digimon's side, causing him to roar in anger as he swats at the brief annoyances. Palmon's ivy does nothing, as down Impmon's flames. When Monodramon tries to get close enough to destabilize the monster with his bite, he gets swatted away for his trouble, skidding feet away before controlling his body's motion. Miz's hand tenses at his side as he watches his partner try to regroup, get back into the fight, but all of them freeze when their antagonist lunges forward and starts swiping his spear so quickly that there's no sign of it, not even a blur. The Digimon are moving back as fast as they can but it's clearly only a matter of time before someone is impaled, all of the Digidestined watching on in muted, horrified anticipation. Until-

"HEART BREAKER!" a determined, female voice screams as a glimmer flashes through the sky, a large, sharp sword piercing through the rampaging Digimon straight through the abdomen, stopping him short just before his weapon could gouge through a terrified Lopmon. They all gape, some at the owner of the sword, to the deleting creature, relieved that, at least, this fate hadn't flaid with their actual Digimon.

Once some of the dust has settled, their rescuing Digimon lands close to them and they get a good look at her- she's also tall, another humanoid Digimon, with a flowing pink cape that compliments her battling gear nicely, it also pink in places, though dominately black. Golden hearts poke out here and there, to show her dedication to her post. Swords similar to the one used on the attacking Digimon are poking out here and there from her armor, and she's holding a bizarre staff tipped in gold, with what looks like a mallet at the top of it "Shoutmon X3SD, I see," she mutters to herself before remembering about the Digidestined. "I am QueenChessmon," she greets them, bowing before them. "I wish you many thanks for attempting to defend this castle in my absense. I would've been out here sooner to assist. Alas KingChessmon is a bit of a coward and had gone into hiding at the very first attack, thus I was thwarted from joining you right away due to the need to find him and ensure his protection. I am sorry."

There's a general murmur of acceptance of her apology as the Digidestined check their Digimon, relieved that they're all ok. None of them pay attention to QueenChessmon's probing glance.

"You are troubled," she finally speaks up. "All of you. I believe I can help..." She leaps up and lands right in the midst of the circle of Digimon and Digidestined, smiling beneath her head armor. She goes from person to person, Digimon to Digimon, carefully touching each and every one of them with her staff. "Queen Stamp," she repeats every few moments, her lips twitching into a smile when the stress and anxiety fade away from each Digimon, leaving them eager to continue working at protecting the Digiworld from all of this trouble. She presses her staff then to the humans, all of them amazed that this technique works on them as well, and very grateful for it.

"Thank you-" Seth begins to offer as she rests the tip of her staff against his forehead, his stress and bone-weariness slowly fading away.

"No need," she tells him. "If not for you all, my King perhaps would be dead right now. So I should be the one thanking you." With time, she makes it through the group and they all begin to feel much more comfortable, confident in their abilites to be a true help to the Digiworld and its inhabitants. Once her job is down, QueenChessmon waves at them and heads back inside to keep an eye on the cowardly KingChessmon.

Wade glances over as Lunamon takes her place once more on his shoulder, a smirk forming on his lip. "Let's go home, hm?"

She nods, pale blue eyes locked on his face.