After a long few days, in which he'd unfortunately had the Intercontinental championship taken from him, Miz finds himself back in the Digital World. Not for a mission, no, thankfully. Luke had wanted them all present to explain to them more thoroughly Digivolutions, the different level of powers each Digimon can acquire, and other miscelaneous things. Mike had tried to listen, but his loss was still weighing on him so not much of it had registered. He's sure Monodramon will tell him if he misses anything important. He's still sitting there, staring blankly ahead, when a streak of red catches his attention, his eyes narrowing as he looks towards the grass, searching out what he'd spotted. "Monodramon," he hisses. "Did you see something?"

The rookie Digimion shrugs, shaking his head. "What'd it look like?"

"Something red," Miz mumbles, getting to his feet and sneaking off towards it, relieved to find that Alicia is talking in circles around Luke, distracting him enough for Mike to get out of sight. "I think it was a Digimon, but I'm not sure." He's relieved that Monodramon follows him, also curious about what his partner had spotted. They don't poke around too far into the grass, not wanting to get rushed by another Digimon that they can't handle on their own, but before long, Monodramon stops short, Miz almost tripping over him. "What is it?"

"I think I see it," the dragon Digimon mumbles, beelining straight for a streak of red that Miz now notices. Whatever it is barely reacts when Monodramon snags it, his claws digging into the creature's sides... and when Mike gets a good look at it, he realizes it's basically a computer monitor with a face on the glass atop a beast-like body, claws protuding from his feet and a belt covering his midsection.

"What the hell is that?"

"Shonitamon," Monodramon says simply, as if it's common knowledge. He grins wryly when he spots the look on Mike's face. "He's a Digimon who is... hm, let's say his kind is quite curious. They tend to sneak into other zones and get information that most can't."

"Ok," Mike says. "So why is he here? Is he spying on us?"

"I don't think so," Monodramon shakes his head, examining Shonitamon carefully. "Do you have something for us? Is there something we should know?"

Shonitamon stares up at him, the lines forming his lips twisting into a frown. There's a squeeching sound that resembles a 56K modem and Miz winces, fighting not to cover his ears as the noise continues, Monodramon and him turning to look over at the group of Digidestined still talking with Luke, wondering how long before they notice this horrible noise too. His facial features abruptly disappear and are replaced by an actual screen, white glow attracting Mike's attention all over again. There are images flashing on the screen, some that Mike can't quite register but between he and Monodramon, they get the main idea from it. The two exchange glances before turning back to the screen, trying to watch the rest of the information airing jerkily on the screen.

A familiar face flashes on the screen, followed by what could only be earth, the architecture of the buildings visible a dead giveaway. In fact, considering what's in the background, Mike knows exactly where it's focused. "Chicago," he mutters, his eyebrows furrowing as he glares at the screen, a strange flood of emotions overwhelming him. "How do we know this is legit?"

"Trust me, it is," Monodramon says. "By what I know of Shonitamon, they are very proud of their ability to collect information and share it with people they consider allies. Apparently this one thinks of the Digidestined as allies. We shouldn't second guess it, but we should definitely tell the others what we've just learned."

"I'm not even sure what we've found out," he mutters. "Just that it involves him... and Chicago..." He licks his lips, runs his fingers through his hair, and abruptly misses fumbling with his sunglasses. He'd left them behind on earth, not wanting to risk them getting broken in the portal, but still. "But I know you're right. Do we... need to do anything?"

He glances uncertaintly towards Shonitamon and Monodramon approaches the Digimon. "Thank you for this information, Shonitamon. We have to go share this information with our friends right now, but if you need anything, please let us know."

For a moment, Shonitamon stares up at him and Mike wonders if he understands even Monodramon, but eventually he nods jerkily, the motion seeming to rock him off-balance for a moment before he regains his equilibrium, abruptly turning and leaving as quickly as he'd arrived.

"Well, that happened," Miz mumbles, walking side by side with Monodramon as they head back to Luke's impromptu meeting. Their leaving hadn't attracted any attention, but their return definitely does, Luke looking displeased at their skipping most of his information. But before the lecture can begin, Mike raises his eyebrows and holds a hand up. "We have news. We met a Shonitamon with some... interesting... information."

Luke's teeth click as he shuts his mouth, clearly intrigued by the name of the Digimon alone. "What did he share?"

"I didn't understand a lot of it," Mike says slowly. "But the images he showed us... they were clearly set in Chicago..." His gaze flickers from wrestler to wrestler. "One was of..." He licks his lips, shakes his head. "Of CM Punk." If he had doubted the veracity of the images before, he doesn't anymore as soon as he sees the look on Luke's face, how pale he becomes. He squares his shoulders and stares at the man, eyes flashing in warning, demanding the truth from him. "What is it? What does any of this have to do with CM Punk?"

Luke looks deflated, somehow, no longer the man who has all of the answers. His reason for bringing them here had suddenly evolved itself, became something more... something worse. "I never planned on telling you about any of this, but I suppose this information has taken that option from me." He motions back to the ground and stares at them all as they take their seats once more, subdued. His eyes rest momentarily on Seth Rollins as he smooths out his white tunic, taking a deep breath. "When our need for a new set of Digidestined started to become clear, I carefully selected ten of you to take care of our world, defending it to the best of your ability. But things changed and when the time came, there was only nine of you. One of your numbers had already left before we could even get you to this world and introduce you to your partner Digimon."

None of them need it spelled out for them, Mike can tell by glancing around at the other Digidestined. They had pieced it together before the end of the second sentence, but even so, not a one of them look away from Luke, waiting for him to confirm their suspicions.

"CM Punk was to be the leader of the Digidestined," Luke explains quietly. "I selected a replacement and we moved on... but it appears that something is going on..." He stares at them all thoughtfully. "I understand your schedules are already busy, but you're needed in Chicago to figure out what this is. I will make the needed alterations to your Digivices so you can access Digiports on earth, to uphold your responsibilities there, but this must take first priority."

The group of them exchange glances before slowly getting up and handing their Digivices over to him. It's a silent and somber group that moves to sit and wait to return to earth, to figure out what's going on in Chicago, and why it possibly involves CM Punk. Miz doesn't like any of this, and he senses, by the general vibe in the air, that the others don't either, all of them lost in thought while they ponder what they've just learned.