Wade watches as Heath, Alicia and Miz wander the immediate area, looking for the spot on the digivice where the most recently reported trouble is. He's a little glum because, as his time in the WWE is officially done, he won't be able to help with the Digiworld any longer, joining Punk, AJ, Ricardo and Seth as earth-bound Digidestined.

Heath finally notices that only the three of them are wandering around, Wade standing a few feet away, watching. He motions Lopmon on ahead and joins Wade, peering around. "What's up, man?"

"I should've said something sooner," Wade sighs, folding his hands behind his back. "As it stands, I'm done with WWE and I won't be able to accompany you all here any longer." Heath frowns as Wade purposely looks away from him and runs his fingers through his hair. "I know this is bullocks, leaving you all high and dry, but the League of Nations kicking me out made me realize that I'm not as interested in this as I once was. I want to focus on acting, and other things."

Heath nods. "I understand," he says slowly, painfully. They had been a team, he had enjoyed having Wade by his side through out the various trials and tribulations they'd all suffered through the last couple of years. "I'm gonna miss ya man, but if it makes ya happy, I understand." They stand side by side for a few minutes, watching the others, when Heath's digivice beeps, followed by Wade's. They exchange glances before looking down, tracking the growing influx of red dots on their digivice, Heath paling. "Ah shit."

Wade steps up behind him, relieved when their partners notice and join them. "Um, mates," he says slowly. watching as the approaching dots in the horizon grow larger by the second. Miz and Alicia look up, immediately skittering over to join them too. The four of them stand in a loose triangle, watching and waiting. Kiwimon, Gatomon, Moosemon and Strikedramon all lunge forward to stop the cluster of red eyed creatures, slicing and shooting off energy beams, doing all that they can to hold them at bay, deleting the ones closest to them.

It seems to take forever, the sea of creatures unending, when a couple start to overwhelm their partners. Alicia falls first, Kiwimon sent flying into her and sending her crumpling a few feet away, Palmon sprawled across her after dedigivolving. Mike leaves them next, racing forward to collect his partner after Monodramon is struck and sent backwards, dedigivolving all the way to his most vulnerable baby form, a small blue ball of fluff known as Dodomon. Mike holds him protectively, half huddled down as the war rages on around them.

Wade and Heath are once more back to back, Wade's cool blue eyes staring at the group of Digimon with an anxiety that he's not sure what to do about. Heath is warm and solid against his flesh and he has an unexplainable urge to reach out, grip Heath's hand and hold on until it's over. But he can't, they can't, so he turns his attention to Gatomon. "Digivolve again!" Heath echoes his command but although Gatomon succeeds at her transformation, Moosemon fails, quickly overwhelmed and losing power rapidly. Heath tries to run forward to shield his partner like Mike's doing but Wade grips his hand for real this time, stopping him.

Heath is nagging, trying to pull free, but Wade tightens his grip and watches as Sanzomon makes her presence felt, quickly deleting the digimon clustered around Mike, Alicia and Lopmon, scooping up the weak digimon and dropping him gently back into Heath's arms before losing herself once more into the fight. She's winning, they're pretty sure, holding back the waves of evil creatures... but then there's a strange popping sound and everything seems to stop- the mass of darkness disappears as quickly as it'd come, Wade swallowing when his vision fades away, pure evil covering everything.

Heath is struggling now, shaking his head back and forth, unable to see as well. But they both can feel the presence when it drops in front of them with a loud thud. "Ah, digidestined," a chilling voice smirks. Heath is the one gripping Wade's hand desperately now, Wade trying to step forward to see. "You held your own against my soldiers," he says, sounding surprised. "Are you aware of how long I've looked for someone to ease my boredom? To give me a reason to fight?" He snaps his fingers and just like that, they can see again.

Heath staggers and falls to his knees, losing grip with Wade, but before he can turn to check on him, the massive, evil beast is standing before Wade, looking a bit like Dolph's partner but different, warped. Dark. "I am Beelzebumon X-Antibody," he introduces himself briskly. "I do not waste myself on those weaker than myself, but you... your partner... I think there's potential there..." He reaches out and cups Wade's jaw, about to say something when Sanzomon comes out and tries to dropkick him away, just to get swatted away for his troubles.

Wade groans and reaches out for his partner, unable to move too much without risking impaling himself on Beelzebumon's claws, when it dawns on him. "You're from the Darkness Zone."

Beelzebumon laughs. "Such a good deduction," he says. "Yes, indeed I am."

"We freed you when we were in there," he chokes out. "Did we... free anything else? As bad as you? Worse?"

Beelzebumon looks like he's about to give an honest answer when there's a flash of light, a vibrating glow from Wade's digivice as his crest activates. "What is this?!" he demands, the glow flowing past him and into Sanzomon, stripping her current form away.

When she reforms, she's familiar as well- golden, and impressive, and seemingly all-powerful. "Shakamon," Wade whispers, recognizing the creature from all of the times that he'd targetted Mike. But this isn't that Shakamon. This one is Wade's partner, this one is graceful and beautiful and compassionate.

She hovers, stares at Beelzebumon and shakes her head. "This perhaps will be my final act as a partner digidestined in my homeworld, but I will find it to be an honor that my last actions will be to protect this place from such darkness as you."

Beelzebumon sneers at her, lunges forward to attack with his guns and his claws, going all out as he tries to slash her down, but it fails as she fades, then reappears behind him as he attacks her illusion, the attacks going straight through the form of Shakamon before it disappears. He turns with a growl just to find a golden halo hanging over his head, slowly cleansing him. "NO!" he screams, swiping up and tearing it apart with every bit of his strength.

Shakamon watches on in shock before getting caught with a glancing blow to the chest by his dark-streaked claws. She screams out in pain, Wade gripping his ears as it changes... becomes more desperate, angry, focused. Sound waves crush through Beelzebumon and he has no time to block the attack before it sends him flying back, high up and towards the horizon, but he recovers. Comes nearer to her, trying once more to attack her with his guns, but this time the halo works. Covers him with pure golden light while he's lost in his bloody-haze, slowly purifying him.

He's so used to being evil, his inner form so accustomed to the darkness, and unable to make the light work for him, that his body starts to destabilize from the pressure of it all. It's him this time screaming out in agony before he shatters into pieces, Shakamon slowly fading back into Lunamon. Wade rushes forward and scoops her up before she hits the ground, hugging her closer. Once sure she's ok, he turns back to Heath and kneels over, squeezing his arm. He thankfully nods, getting up to his feet as well, and following Wade over to check on Alicia and Mike, their digimon.

Thankfully, they all seem ok, if a bit beat up. This being Wade's farewell to being a digidestined leaves them all quiet, sober. As soon as they talk with Luke for a moment, and get his permission to go back home, they make one final trip back through the portal as a group. Mike claps Wade briskly on the arm and Alicia gives him a strained smile before they go their separate ways, Wade and Heath left in the main hallway, Heath shuffling uncomfortably.

"None'a this woulda been the same without you, ya know? NXT, my career startin' off of developmental, bein' selected to be a digidestined. I owe ya a lot, man. I'm gonna miss ya." Before Wade can do or say something, he has an armful of emotional ginger hugging him, his eyes closing as the breath is rushed from his lungs.

He hugs him back and ignores everything and everyone around as he buries his face into Heath's hair. "You're bloody ridiculous," he sighs. "But I'm gonna miss you too." Pulling back enough to lightly press his knuckles to Heath's jaw, feigning one of his solid punches in a way that barely shifts Heath's head, smirks down at him. "Take good care of the idiots, hm? And yourself."

"I will," he promises quietly. "You take of yourself too, yeah?"

"I will." One last clap to Heath's shoulder and Wade leans over, picking his bag up and walking towards the exit.

Heath's pretty sure he's going to leave without a look back, until he makes it to the door. Pauses and peers over his shoulder, offering an almost awkward wave before leaving the arena for the final time as a wrestler, as a full-fledged digidestined. Heath's sigh is soft and painful as it echoes through the hall once the door clicks shut.