Miz wakes up cold. He blinks slowly, staring up at the hazy grey sky overhead and groans, trying and failing to move. He feels frozen through. "Wha..." He struggles again, finding himself stuck to the ground. Closing his eyes, he only just wriggles his fingers, horrified to find his skin blue and ice-coated. "What the hell-"

"White Lopmon," Monodramon intones, looking as cold and ice-streaked as he feels. "A creature who has absorbed the power of a bunch of other Lopmon. We're trapped here, Mike."

He stares at his partner in dawning horror, trying anew to free himself from this new nightmare he finds himself in. He can't even remember how he ended up here- how White Lopmon got the better of them. If the other digidestined are also being held like this by the too-strong creature. "We have to get out of here!" he says, some panic in his voice as he thinks about his new baby daughter, how Maryse will start to freak out if he doesn't get home soon.

"I'd love to," Monodramon tells him. "But we're stuck... and look." He puts all of his strength into one, sharp twisting motion and is rewarded by the sound of ice cracking, one of his legs breaking free- just for a fresh beam of ice to pour over him, causing the barrier of ice holding him down to thicken even more as he's frozen back into place. "We can't do much about it."

Mike groans loudly, slamming his head against the ground. "I can't believe this..." He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to ignore the reality he finds himself trapped in, when there's a sudden rush of wings over his frigid flesh and Monodramon lets out a choked, little yell from a few feet away, Mike opening his eyes to find Birdramon hovering overhead, looking left to right with beady eyes. There's a thud when TJ Perkins drops down next to them, and Mike gasps. "How are you not a popsickle like the rest of us?!" he demands.

TJ grins. "It helps to have a partner that's just one big ball of fire, right?" He rests his hand on Mike's, feeling how thick the ice is, and cringes. "Might have to wait on freeing you guys, but Birdramon should be-" His words die away as a ice-encrusted tornado slams into Birdramon's chest, causing the bird to falter, struggling against the wind before righting himself and lunging towards where White Lopmon is holed up. Flames pour down from the digimon's wings, slamming into White Lopmon's hideaway, and he tries to escape, but more flames greet him and he shatters into data with a sharp cry.

Mike breathes a little easier, watching as Birdramon joins them and focuses his flames to warm the ice surrounding both Digimon and digidestined, Mike soon able to move his arms and legs in a somewhat normal fashion. He sits up and stares at TJ, taking his outstretched hand and pulling himself up to an awkward standing position, still a little numb and cold from being frozen to the ground for so long. "Thanks, man. I owe you one."

TJ winks at him. "No problem. Let's go free the others!"

As they walk off, Mike stares at the back of TJ's head, surprised and relieved that the egotistical, somewhat self-obsessed young man is capable of stepping up and helping when things call for it. Shouldn't be surprised, he thinks. He wouldn't have been chosen to be a digidestined otherwise, Just it's still a relief to see it for myself.