Updated: 4/11/21
I DO NOT OWN DIGIMON ADVENTURE, 02, TAMERS, FRONTIER OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS!
Chapter 17: Discoveries
Adventure Digital World: Location: Yokomon Village
"BIYOMON DIGIVOLVE TOOO… HIROTORIMON!"
Hirotorimon was a firebird Digimon like Birdramon; only with a big fan of crimson and gold tail feathers and a smaller beak like Parrotmon's.
"PATAMON DIGIVOLVE TOOO… PIDDOMON!"
Piddomon looked like a maroon robed version of Angemon with only one pair of wings instead of three.
Yumi and Haru looked on in amazement as their old Digimon partners hovered over them, chasing off the stampeding Boarmon. Houkomon finally reached them and the two humans wasted no time climbing aboard his back so that they could finally get out of the stampede. Hirotorimon and Piddomon covered their retreat and made sure none of the remaining herd of Boarmon made it over to them. The herd's stragglers were all that was left rampaging through Yokomon Village now and soon it was safe to return.
When all of the excitement was over, the three Digimon dedigivolved and Yumi and Haru hugged their old partners, happy to be reunited after all these years.
"I've missed you so much," Yumi said, smiling through her tears as she hugged Biyomon.
"I missed you too! I thought I'd never see you again," Biyomon sobbed. "Oh, Yumi!"
Haru and Patamon wasted no time on tears and just skipped on to catching up. Haru did most of that though because Patamon couldn't remember much about his past life apart from his time with a younger Haru.
Hiroaki, Keisuke and Saito watched, happy and relieved that the other two appeared to be all right and happily reunited with their own partners.
"Well that was easy," Saito laughed. "Two down, two more to go."
"Yeah, but where to look?" Keisuke sighed. "I doubt Centarumon is back yet. We were only there yesterday."
"I'm sure we'll figure something out. We can see if there are any Digimon villages along the river," Hiroaki suggested. "Maybe Patamon can tell us where he'd been staying as Tokomon before tagging along with us. I'm sure we'll find your partners soon."
"Maybe. They seem to be finding us instead," Saito said, grinning before letting out a long tired yawn.
Keisuke nodded.
Now that everything was peaceful again, everyone returned to the trampled village and tried to get a few more hours of sleep.
Later that morning before sun up, Hiroaki and his team set back out across the desert for the Forest of Signs. Patamon was more than happy to lead them back along the stream that branched off from the river, heading a kilometer upstream to where he'd been living before finding Haru again. There was supposedly a small colony of In-Training Digimon further into the jungle part of the forest north of the Temple of the Digivice. It took all morning to find the spot where the Digimon were supposed to be residing, but when they did, they noticed that there were clear signs of disturbance. It seemed that the stampede of Boarmon had been through there as well. Keisuke and Hiroaki were finding that the stampede might have actually originated in this area where the colony was supposed to be.
"Where could they have all gone?" Yumi wondered.
"Somewhere safe to avoid getting trampled, I hope," Saito said, picking up what might have once been the top of a shelter of some kind.
"What do you think, Patamon?" Haru asked. "Where would they have gone?"
"Maybe deeper into the forest," Patamon said. "Somewhere the Boarmon wouldn't have been able to travel through."
"Or at least in a direction that took them out of the Boarmon's path," Biyomon added.
Keisuke and Hiroaki nodded, looking around, trying to determine where that might be. There didn't appear to be any safe way for tiny little In-Training level Digimon to cross the wide river in a hurry, so that direction was out at least. Patamon and Biyomon took to the treetops to see if they could at least find where the Boarmon had started to stampede.
"There!" Biyomon cried, leading the group through the trees to the edge of an open field. "This is where the stampede started. Something scared the Boarmon into the forest and sent them stampeding all the way through Yokomon Village."
"Ok, so we know where the Boarmon came from and the path that they took, but what about the In-Training Digimon colony?" Yumi asked.
"Well, that leaves us with only one real direction, I think," Keisuke said reasonably, picking up a stick and drew a map of sorts in the trampled earth. "The Boarmon started here and ran through the forest and the colony camp, past the Temple of the Digivice, across the desert and through Yokomon Village. With the river on one side, and a stampeding herd cutting off any retreat south, the only reasonable conclusion is that any Digimon that weren't trampled escaped up the mountain."
The group nodded and resumed their search for the colony of In-Training Digimon. Patamon and Biyomon sometimes flew ahead to see if they could find anything, while everyone else looked for signs on the ground. It was Gabumon that eventually found their first clue. There was a disturbed patch of grass sheltered beneath a log that looked as if something – a lot of little somethings – had slept there. Recently.
"Good eye, Gabumon," Hiroaki smiled. "Let's hope that they're close by.
"Hey!" Yumi cried from further up ahead from their position. "Do you guys hear that?"
Everyone got quiet, trying to hear what Yumi had. None of the men could, but the Digimon apparently did.
"It sounds like splashing," Patamon said, flying off Haru's shoulder to join Biyomon and Yumi.
"Further up river," Gabumon nodded, hurrying ahead.
Following their Digimon partners, the group of five humans finally discovered the colony of In-Training Digimon they'd been looking for playing in the shallow waters on the riverbank.
Frontier Digital World: Location: Edge of the Forest Outside Flame Terminal
"Fractal Code Digitize!"
Shinya fell back, breaking out of his spirit evolution and breathing a huge sigh of relief when Cerberumon's data unraveled into a ribbon. Yutaka absorbed the data into his D-Tector and ended his spirit evolution as well.
"Are you alright?" the older boy asked.
"Yeah," Shinya groaned, falling back into the soft grass. "Boy, am I wiped."
"You and me both," Yutaka moaned. "Not surprising considering how many times we spirit evolved today."
"Good thing we have the morning off then, huh?" Shinya yawned.
Yutaka chuckled ruefully before helping Shinya back up onto his feet. "Come on. There are two beds waiting for us with our names on them."
"Sounds good," Shinya mumbled, stumbling alongside Yutaka.
It took them a good hour to trek back through the forest and return to their hut in Flame Terminal where they promptly passed out.
Early the next morning Bokumon had to wake them and hurry them along to the bathhouse and breakfast. When they were revived from their sleep and weariness it was a solemn trip to the recently finished shrine for the Warrior of Fire. Shinya was almost dreading having to enter. Yutaka's solid and comforting presence was the only thing that was keeping him grounded and from crying again as they reached the entrance. The fence and gate opening around the shrine area was a vibrant red-orange, with strings of yellow and red flowers looped and draped over it.
Their group stopped just outside the gate's closed doors and waited for them to open. There were several other Digimon up at this early hour whispering to each other, also waiting for their turn to see the renovated shrine and pay their respects to the fallen warrior.
Shinya bit his lip and stared apprehensively ahead.
"Are you going to be alright?" Yutaka asked softly, voice barely a whisper so that his words would only reach Shinya's ears.
Shinya couldn't answer verbally, not trusting his voice, so he nodded, trembling slightly. Yutaka gave Shinya's shoulder a firm squeeze, remaining that way for a moment before his hand returned to his side.
Finally the doors to the gate opened and a Shamanmon greeted them, bowing low, and ushered their group inside first. Bokumon and Neemon went without hesitation. Shinya took a deep steadying breath, peeking up at Yutaka from beneath his bangs before proceeding forward, the older boy right behind him, a steadying and reassuring presence at his back.
The inside of the shrine gate was beautiful. The various flowers that Rosemon and Lillymon had brought with them from Breezy Village smelled heavenly in the morning air, swaying softly with the wind, looking like a carpet of fire as their petals shimmered in the sunlight. In the middle of this impressive fiery field of flowers was a path that led to a large four-piece sculpture made out of a black stone.
Agunimon made up the left quarter of the sculpture, legs braced apart, mouth open in a ferocious but silent yell, and fists punched together – embers and sparks shooting out where they met, as if he were about to let loose an attack. BurningGreymon was on the right; his likeness' wings flared out while sparks and tongues of fire flickered out of joints in his stone armor and mouth. Behind them in the center was Aldamon, standing tall and imposing, arms stretched out in front of him between the forms of Agunimon and BurningGreymon, holding a plaque with the Warrior's Symbol of Fire engraved in gold. Standing below Aldamon's outstretched hands and between Agunimon and BurningGreymon in the center of the sculpture was Takuya; the human who had taken on these spirits' forms and title as the Warrior of Fire. He stood tall and proud, his right hand raised high in the air holding his D-Tector. His mouth was carved into a warm smile that was somehow a confident smirk as well and so very Takuya.
Shinya felt his breath catch as he stared at the stone sculpture of his brother. The artist who'd carved this had done a fantastic job. He was struggling not to cry. He couldn't bring himself to examine anything else in the shrine, or even any of the other pieces of the sculpture of the three Digimon his brother Spirit Evolved into.
He felt Yutaka's arm wrap around his shoulders, giving him a comforting sort of side-hug. Shinya sucked in a deep breath and grounded himself again, wiping at his eyes furiously, finally turning away from the statue.
Digimon were soon invited in and there was a memorial service. Incense smelling like cinnamon was lit, and an eternal flame was set ablaze at the center of the memorial statue between the four magnificent sculptures of the beings that made up the Warrior of Fire. It was a work of unparalleled craftsmanship. After that Shinya couldn't bear to be there anymore so he and Yutaka slipped out – Bokumon and Neemon following them once they realized that their human companions were leaving.
After having lunch Yutaka and Shinya met with Sorcermon for their training session. They ran a few drills alone before a Birdramon and Togemon joined them. They sparred together and Shinya threw himself into the training, learning Tetsukomon's techniques and how to better his own, working off of each other until they were almost in sync.
"Good, Shinya," Sorcermon praised. "You're already improving in your marksmanship."
Shinya-as-Mokuseimon grinned, loosing another arrow and hit the target Togemon presented him with almost dead-center and ducked, allowing Tetsukomon to sail clean over him and cleave the target in half with his broadsword. Mokuseimon then pivoted on his heel, switching opponents and targets with Tetsukomon and shot off a couple arrows at Birdramon. Togemon recoiled and Birdramon squawked in surprise, neither of them expecting the maneuvers.
Sorcermon laughed. "Very good you two! You're getting the hang of things pretty fast, aren't you? I think that's enough for now. Take a break."
Yutaka and Shinya nodded, ending their spirit evolutions.
"Well that was fun," Yutaka huffed, plopping down tiredly.
"I'll say." Shinya grinned. "Your movements are getting faster."
"I think I'm getting a better handle on spirit evolving," Yutaka admitted. "Ever since we fought Cerberumon, I haven't had trouble with the actual process of becoming a Digimon, but I'm still feeling some resistance to the transformations."
"Resistance?" Shinya frowned. "What kind of resistance? Is the spirit rejecting you now or something?"
"No, nothing like that." Yutaka frowned, trying to find the right words. "Like I said, I'm no longer having trouble with the actual transformations… it's the movements. I feel like I'm being held back by something still. It's like I'm wearing weighted clothes."
"Maybe that's just because you're the Warrior of Steel now. Metal is heavy, so the spirit is heavy," Shinya mused.
"…No," Yutaka sighed, shaking his head, "I don't think that's it."
Shinya looked over at Yutaka curiously, wondering what it was that was hindering the older boy.
Tamers Digital World: Location: Level 2 – Gekomon Lake
Alice could tell that Kai and Minami were excited when they set out that morning for the Sacred Tree with their Gekomon guard. After regrouping with Jijimon and those that had stayed behind, their expedition group set out. A fog had risen up over the past hour and now everyone marched huddled together so as not to get lost.
"Almost there," their lead guide announced. "We should be there within the hour."
"Good!" Jijimon barked. "My foots are killin' me."
"Yer foots are always killin' ya," Babamon retorted and they started another bickering match.
Alice was just happy that they might be able to move on from this level so soon. They'd certainly been progressing quickly since starting their mission. By her count, they'd been in the Digital World for roughly four days and this journey marked the start of the fifth. By that count that meant it had been about a week since Takato and the others had been taken to a Digital World in another dimension. Considering the circumstances, Alice figured that if this Sacred Tree of the Gekomon turned out to be the lock they were looking for then they'd be making really good time.
"Halt!"
Alice looked up and saw a guard of Gekomon emerging from the fog and advancing towards their group.
"State yer business," the head guard croaked.
"Stand down," their guide said to his fellow. "We bring a group of humans and Digimon on orders and with permission from his Lordship, ShogunGekomon, to inspect the Sacred Tree."
The Gekomon guard considered these words as he accepted a slip of leaf-paper from the Gekomon guide. He gazed sternly at the three humans and the sizable group of Digimon that had come with them from Level 1.
"Very well," the guard said, sounding reluctant. "Follow me." He signaled something to his fellow guardsmon and they melted back into the fog.
"Thank you," Alice, Babamon, and Jijimon said in unison with their guide and bowed low in thanks. The rest of their group was quick to say and do the same.
They followed the head guard Gekomon for a good kilometer or two before traversing beneath a large stone tori. Beyond the tori the fog disappeared and revealed to them a large swamp. In the middle of the swamp, a few kilometers out from the tori was this gigantic tree the size of a skyscraper that reached high up beyond the rest of the forest. Its large canopy served as a roof for the swamp and would have blocked any sunlight if the Digital World weren't locked down in perpetual twilight. Fronds and vines hung low from it's branches, dancing in the soft mist coming up from the swamp waters where floating lights that looked like fireflies flickered around, giving the place a sense of mysticism.
Alice and Minami let out awed breaths at the sight and Kai let out a low whistle.
"Where do we even start?" Minami asked softly.
Alice didn't answer at first, eyeing the end tendrils of the tree's roots that were visible near the edge of the swamp.
"If the tree is where this level's lock is, then it's likely going to be close to the tree's base like the rock was to Devimon's Needle. It could be a knot in the tree or one of the roots," Alice mused.
The others nodded in agreement. The Gekomon guard and their guide led them through a path in the swamp that was a combination of firm turf that sank slightly under their weight, and long winding sections of roots. Gotsumon and the Chuchidarumon had to be careful because of their density and mass. They nearly fell through sections of the turf and slipped on the moss that had accumulated on the tree's roots. Kai was sure to stick close to Gotsumon during their trip, always quick and ready to pull his new Digimon friend back.
Finally, after a long trip, they finally made it to the base of the tree. They split up into small groups – each with a Gekomon guide – and began their search for the lock. Alice was with Jijimon and the guard Gekomon, examining the tree's large truck, looking for any indication that there might be an opening. She fiddled with every knot and inside every shallow hollow she found, but was having no luck. Jijimon was gently tapping sections of the trunk with his staff – under the very watchful eye of the Gekomon – but wasn't having any luck either.
"Kyaa!"
Alice looked up in time to see Minami lose her balance on one of the tree's roots and fall head first into the water. Her Gekomon companion dived after her and Kai and Gotsumon were hurrying over with their Gekomon since they were the closest group. Then Gotsumon slipped on another moss patch and fell backwards and off the roots as well. Their Gekomon guide grabbed hold of the stone Digimon's arm, but hadn't anticipated the rock Digimon being heavier than him and they both fell into the swamp with a splash.
"Gotsumon!" Kai cried and looked torn about who he should go after.
That was when Minami resurfaced with her Gekomon, coughing and spluttering, and looking shaken, but relatively fine. Seeing this, Kai wasted no more time and dived under the water after Gotsumon. Alice picked her way as quickly and carefully down to the section of roots her friends had been investigating, reaching Minami just as she hoisted herself back up onto the thick roots.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
Minami nodded shakily. "Just startled, that's all. My foot slipped on something." She then turned to her Gekomon companion and said, "Thank you for coming after me."
"You're welcome," the Gekomon sighed, looking around at the others. "Where's that other human friend of yours and the Gotsumon?"
"Gotsumon slipped and fell soon after you did," Alice informed the two. "Kai dived in after him once he saw that you were safe, Minami."
Minami nodded, looking out at the swamp water, trying to find any indication of where their friends had fallen. Just then the tree started to groan, it's roots quivering beneath everyone that stood upon them, sending ripples across the swamp waters.
"What's happening?" Minami cried.
To the amazement of everyone there, a section of the tree's trunk began to slide back like a door and a red pulsing light flickered from within it. Cracks in the tree's bark flashed, and lights ran beneath it like power flowing through cables and lighting up screens and grids. When the opening in the tree stopped, revealing a winding staircase similar to the one that had been inside of Devimon's Needle the red lights flickered one last time before turning green and stayed on.
Before anyone could really comprehend what had just happened, Kai finally resurfaced with Gotsumon and their Gekomon companion. Gotsumon scrambled out of the water like a cat fleeing from a bath, muttering about something angrily to himself that made Kai and the Gekomon smile and snicker. Kai took in the changes to the Sacred Tree and his grin widened even more.
"Guess what we found under the water," he said.
Savers Human World: New York City, New York, The United States of America
Masaru and his friends looked around. They were standing on a walkway by the sea. It was early in the morning and few people were up and about.
"Oh boy," Masaru muttered. "We're in America."
"Is that a problem?" Lalamon asked.
"Maybe," the red haired man sighed, looking around. "There's going to be language issues for sure," he groaned. "I was failing my English studies classes before going to the Digital World."
It was a little daunting being in a country that didn't speak Japanese. For some reason this hadn't been an issue he'd faced in the Digital World and he'd explored a lot of its lands. Did it mean that anybody going to the Digital World automatically spoke the same language as Digimon? Or did that mean that in spite of all his travels, he'd only transversed the equivalent Japanese areas of the Digital World?
Putting those questions aside, Masaru squared his shoulders and set off down the sidewalk into the city. Somebody in this internationally famous city had to speak Japanese. He decided that his best bet would be to try looking in the part of New York called Chinatown. The only question was… where was it?
"We won't get anywhere just standing around," Masaru declared to the others as they hurried to follow him.
"Right!" They all cried, equally determined.
It didn't take long to reach a busy section of the city. Cars and yellow taxis were all moving and stopping along the grid of streets. Pedestrians were walking hurriedly down sidewalks and crosswalks, most either talking on their phones or texting. Masaru found it kind of funny that he was walking down the streets of New York City with eight Digimon trailing behind him and a ninth – a dedigivolved Kentaurosmon – resting on his shoulders, and no one was staring or paying any attention to them, as if it were normal for Digimon to be walking about with humans.
They walked for hours passing business buildings and stores until they stumbled upon Times Square. They gawked in amazement at all the billboards and buildings, but what captured their attention was the large iconic jumbotron. On it, and every other screen in the city, were various channels broadcasting what was occurring many worlds away. Right now on the main jumbotron it showed JP in a hospital room of some kind with Zoe, Tommy, Koji, Willace, Michael, and their partner Digimon talking. He noted, pursing his lips, the lightning bolt-shaped scar over JP's left eye. On the large screen it was easy to see that the scarred eye was several shades lighter than the other eye and that the iris was white instead of black.
Just a little over a day ago, Masaru had watched the fight between the Warrior of Thunder and the Zaigou of Wrath. It had made waiting for the Royal Knights that much more frustrating. He didn't like feeling so useless.
Though they couldn't hear anything but snatches of dialogue from distant speakers closer to the screens, Masaru heard snatches of the Japanese he knew that JP and the others were speaking. He noted with interest that on the bottom of the screens, English subtitles were scrolling whenever someone spoke. He wondered how that worked. How this footage from a distant world was being transmitted to their world with – undoubtedly – different subtitles in other languages in foreign countries.
"…Digimon…?"
Masaru blinked, recognizing the word, and looked around to see who'd said it. He soon spotted a young boy – blond with green eyes wearing a Mario T-shirt. He was tugging on his mother's hand, pointing at Masaru and his Digimon friends. Masaru had been wondering when someone would notice him and his strange companions. Now there were several people staring and giving them a wide berth. Many parents were holding back curious children, who were pointing at Masaru's companions and the plasma screen – some of them yelling "Agumon!" and "Biyomon!"
"What do we do, Aniki?" Agumon asked, children squealing in delight and adults making surprised exclamations upon hearing him speak.
"Dunno," Masaru admitted, looking around nervously, tensing a bit when he spotted a pair of police officers making their way through the crowd towards them. One officer – a rather tall and sizable man with blond hair – said something to him, but Masaru didn't understand a word of it. Masaru shrugged helplessly. The officer tried saying something else to him, slowly, as if he were some retarded child.
"Sorry," Masaru managed haltingly. "No… talk…English."
The blond officer huffed in frustration, looking at his partner – a short man with Brown hair and blue eyes. They exchanged a few words and talked into their walkie-talkies for a few minutes. Masaru looked around uneasily. Their presence had drawn a sizable crowd by now. There were children sitting on parent's shoulders to see the Digimon.
Then there was a pressure shift in the air. He'd experienced this sort of thing before, years ago back when he was a DATS agent. Masaru and the Digimon all tensed, eyes roving the area. The officers had noticed their behavior and said something to him – probably asking what was wrong – but Masaru couldn't think of how to answer. There was a rumble like thunder and Masaru looked up, noticing the air above them starting to form a fog.
"No way," Masaru muttered before turning to the officers, yelling, "Evacuate the square! A Digimon is coming!"
The officers frowned in confusion, obviously not understanding him, but something about his tone must have gotten through to them because they started shouting orders at the crowd and into their walkies. Other officers had arrived by then and were urging the pedestrians to clear the area. The cloud of fog above was more substantial now and another roll of thunder sounded, static and electrical sparks flying about it. That got people moving in a hurry. Times Square was nearly vacant when bright rings of light appeared, flashing as a portal from the Digital World to the Human World suddenly opened and a Digimon fell to the ground, concrete cracking under the creature's impact.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me," Masaru gaped when he saw a Cockatrimon. "Agumon! Let's handle this. Everyone else, you're back up. Make sure that he doesn't leave this area and protect all of the people still in the square."
"Right!" they cried, splitting up and spreading out to cover the scared and panicked citizens' retreat.
"Let's go, Agumon!" Masaru yelled, charging at Cockatrimon.
"Right behind you, Aniki!" Agumon answered, right on his heels.
The two police officers shouted in alarm after them, but Masaru and Agumon didn't break stride. Masaru jumped and rammed his fist right into Cockatrimon's gut, his fist lighting up with his Digi-Soul upon impact.
"Ready?!" he shouted to Agumon.
"Yeah!"
"Digi-Soul Charge!" Masaru shouted, drawing out his old Digivice iC and slammed the flat of his hand infused with his Digi-Soul on top of the digivice.
"Agumon! Shinkaaa… GeoGreymon!"
Agumon's form became a bright orb of light, blinding all that looked at it, and when it disappeared the tall form of GeoGreymon was revealed. In seconds GeoGreymon and Cockatrimon were locked together in battle, growling and squawking as they struggled to take each other down while the others helped the police hurry pedestrians to safety. Masaru and Agumon made sure that Cockatrimon's movements were limited and locked in a wrestling match in the center of Time's Square to minimize damage to the city and its people. Once everyone was clear, Masaru delivered a stunning blow that dazed Cockatrimon, allowing GeoGreymon to heft the giant chicken monster off its feet and fling it into the air.
"Mega Blast!" GeoGreymon roared as he launched a compressed burst of flame up at Cockatrimon. Cockatrimon gave a pained squawk as he was blasted to bits and reformed as a Digiegg. Masaru caught the Digiegg as it drifted to the ground and GeoGreymon reverted back to Agumon now that the danger had passed.
"Was it just me, or was that a little too easy, Aniki?" Agumon asked.
"We're just stronger than the last time we fought one of him," Masaru said with a shrug. "That's all. Great job restraining him, Agumon. We managed not to destroy any buildings this time."
The yellow dino grinned.
Then there was a great roar and Masaru and Agumon startled, looking around wide-eyed for the source. It was the people. Crowds of them were coming back to Times Square cheering and applauding them. Windows in the surrounding buildings were thrown open and even more people were cheering and shouting, waving down at them. It was a little overwhelming. Gaomon, Lalamon, and the others hurried back over to Masaru and Agumon, eyeing the cheering mob around them wearily. It was almost a relief when the police showed up again, ushering them through the crowd to the street where a few squad cars were waiting for them.
Masaru and the others hesitated for a second, unsure whether or not they were being arrested or being given a ride somewhere.
"It is all right. We are simply taking you to Headquarters."
Masaru spun around and faced a new police officer standing next to the two he'd tried speaking with earlier. This one thankfully spoke Japanese even if it was a little stiff. It obviously wasn't his primary language.
"…I need to get to Japan," Masaru said. "DATS needs to be reinitiated."
"American DATS agency has already been reinstated," the officer informed him. "Director Hanson will want to speak with you. He can get you in contact with Director Satsuma."
"Director Satsuma?" Masaru said in surprise. "Not Captain?"
"He's been promoted. You've missed a lot these last five years, Daimon Masaru."
What kind of things has Masaru missed? Why did Cockatrimon appear anyway? What is waiting for Alice, Minami and Kai on Level 3? What is inhibiting Yutaka from using the Spirit of Steel freely? Will Keisuke and Saito discover where their partners are? What is in store for all of these groups next? I guess you'll just have to wait and find out what happens next time on Digimon: Digital Monsters.