After giving their partners some rest time, the Smackdown team returns to the Digiworld and starts searching for villages that need help, the red dots almost overwhelming the maps on their digivices. "Oh hell," Dean exhales, staring at them all, a little overwhelmed. "Well, are we ready?"

"I guess," Miz mumbles. Zack, Heath and Dolph let this answer stand for them too as they follow Dean to the portal to go to the most desperate of the sensors, staring on in horror at the village.

A grey and black bodied bird is swooping over the area, raining grey dust over the ground and all of the creatures living there. "Oh no," Dean mumbles, staring as dark, lifeless eyes turn to stare at them. "I think we're in trouble."

"Digivolve," Miz snaps, his partner quickly moving to comply, Cyberdramon jumping into the village and starting to fight as best as he can without deleting the innocent creatures inside. WaruSeadramon, Darcmon, Moosemon and Wisemon dive in to back him up before Dean calls to WaruSeadramon, looking up at the bird digimon, who had finally stopped raining dust over everything. As his partner joins him, he mutters to him and watches as WaruSeadramon evolves the rest of the way to Plesiomon, immediately aiming soundwaves at the digimon flying overhead.

It shocks him and he freezes, shaking his head left to right before he freefalls down, rapidly flapping his wings and throwing fire at Plesiomon, singing the water digimon. "Plesiomon!" Dean yells, his partner shaking it off and trying again, slowing Hououmon down just enough to leap up and landing heavily on top of him and burying him into the ground, slapping his fins against the creature, ignoring his attempt at flying once more. Plesiomon hops, his weight falling on top of Hououmon again and again, trapping him deeper into the ground.

It's not until a solid, grey light surrounds Plesiomon that Dean realizes things are starting to go very wrong. Plesiomon suddenly droops and Hououmon breaks free, flying high above him before pouring some grey dust upon him, Plesiomon blinking lazily, his body reacting to the dust by during a grey shade as well. Dean gapes at his partner. "No!" He races forward, scrambles past Hououmon and climbs up Plesiomon's slick body, wrapping his arm around his neck. "Plesiomon, fight it- fight, come on, don't let this asshole win!" he exclaims, his digivice clinched tight in his hand, barely aware when it starts to vibrate and glow, breaking the grey dust covering his partner and returning him to normal, along with the energy that Hououmon had drained from him.

Plesiomon snorts heavily and looks up, opening his mouth wide and crying out, a strange energy pulsing throughout the entire village, everyone impacted by it suddenly overwhelmed by sadness and losing the will to fight, including Hououmon. Dean takes the chance, sliding away from Plesiomon and walking over to him. "I get the feeling you weren't evil," he tells him. "I've seen digimon who were evil from their first breath, and I've seen others who were turned evil. I'm gonna try to fix this." Pressing his digivice to the creature's side, he doesn't waver even when the creature glares morosely down at him, the glow from his device surrounding him, wiping away the gold and replacing him with a golden light.

Hououmon breathes out, releasing a deep squeech as his graceful body returns to gold with red and purple feathers scattered here and there. Once he's returned to full strength again, he takes to the air once more. This time the dust that sweeps from his body is golden, hitting all of the villagers and returning them to their former, calm and peaceful selves once more.

"I can't believe that happened," Dean mumbles, eyebrows lifting as he looks around at his fellow digidestined, their partners returning to their rookie forms. "I guess I'm finally getting a handle on all of this craziness." He smirks, proud of himself. "Of course. While Rollins can't even find Enzo." Shaking his head, he exhales, not as pleased about that one as he thinks he should be. "At this rate, we're going to have to help them find him before Survivor Series. It's been years and I still have to clean up Rollins' messes..." Leaning down to pick up Otamamon, he looks around at the group of Digidestined. "Come on, let's go to the next village."

As they trek on, he makes sure not to check his digivice in an attempt to figure out where Seth's group is searching at currently.