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The Tamer v2.0: In His Name

Chapter 39: In The Closet

The Burnt Leaf SUV pulled up in front of the Tokyo Metropolitan Building and M announced, "This is your stop guys."

Despite the chaos of their present situation, the trip was relatively quick and calm. It was almost boring despite the chaos going on. The streets which were crowded with traffic - stopped cars trying to get out of the city and crowds of people fleeing on foot - seemed to become instantaneously clear as they made their way through the city. Pile the fighting and the birds swarming over head, and it was a miracle that they got here as quickly as they did.

There was a small police presence at the entrance but it was obvious they were too out of their depth to actually be of any use. Most of them just ended up gawking helplessly at the bird things as they soared by overhead. The few of them who were of any use spent their time just trying to keep crowds of people inside the building.

"Why are we here?" Rika asked, gazing out the towers that had been the center of the Hypnos Program. The woman unlocked the doors and they flew open of their own accord, "Burnt Leaf policy is to make sure everyone gets to where they need to be when they need to be there. What happens next is up to you guys."

"And that answers my question how?" Rika asked. The woman smiled her biggest possible smile before pushing her out onto the street, "Don't think too much about it. Just do whatever comes natural."

"I'm getting sick of people giving us these non-answers," Rika protested as she stumbled out onto the street. Ryo hurried out to catch her but she'd already steadied herself by then. Still, that didn't stop him from asking, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," Rika said, giving the tire of the SUV a swift kick. Monodramon joined in her kicking too, making her action seem all the more childish and useless. M seemed to laugh mockingly at her and winked, "You kids have fun doing what you do best. And remember, we're watching you! Good luck!"

With another click, the doors slammed shut and the SUV took off down the street. Henry scratched his head, "So what do we do now?"

"She said she was trying to get us where we needed to be when we needed to be there. I'm not going to lie, that sounds like something only Tamer would say," Ryo answered grumpily. Rika could see his fists trembling and took hold of them to calm him down, "Hey, calm down. The last thing we need right now is an out of control Cyberdramon."

That seemed to work, until she realized he was now red from embarrassment instead of anger. It took her a second too long to understand why and she slapped him to hide her own embarrassment, "Idiot."

"Or maybe that's exactly what we need," Henry suggested with a hand to his chin, looking down at Monodramon who'd crossed his arms and started muttering what must've been several devious curses at him. He only stopped when Ryo flicked his finger across his head, "No, we're not doing that. Best case scenario is he gets swallowed absorbed by whatever that...thing is."

"That's the best case?" Henry repeated, feeling his mouth falling wide open in horror at how casually Ryo seemed to be handling the idea of losing his partner. Even Monodramon was staring bitterly at his partner. Ryo continued, "The alternative, which is the worse case scenario, is Cyberdramon goes completely out of control - then he and that thing destroy each other and possibly the whole world with it."

"You seriously think he can do that?" Terriermon asked curiously, eyeing Monodramon who still seemed unsure of what he said. Ryo sighed, "You have no idea what he's capable of. What he was capable of before I was his partner. There's no telling when or if that power will come back. And if it does...worse case scenario."

"Right, so anyone have any other plans?" Rika asked grumpily.

"What are you all doing here?"

All three children and their digimon looked up to see Doctor Kido coming towards them dressed more casually than he had seen before. He was holding an open phone in one hand that he was holding away from his ear, "On my way up. Meet me at the entrance."

His expression was dour, and he spoke more animatedly than he had before, "You kids shouldn't be out here."

"Are you kidding? We're exactly the ones who need to be out here!" Terriermon declared. Before he could add to that statement, Doctor Kido started ushering them back inside, "No, I mean this isn't the place to be standing around talking! Get inside before any of those military guys freak out and start shooting. You can practically hear how trigger happy they are from here!"

"What are you even doing here?" Rika asked as he pushed them in through the door, to an entryway busy with staffers hurriedly answering phones and trying to calm a crowd of people who'd rushed inside when all the chaos happened. Several security guards and police officers were trying to maintain some semblance of calm and order, or as much as possible when there were several heavily armed men in the room. And the air turned to terror once they saw the digimon enter the building.

Screams broke out and the crowd rushed away from the door...from the digimon. Two of the guards aimed their guns at them, "Leave!"

"Get down on the ground!"

"We can't do both," Renamon reasoned, "What do you want of us?"

"Down on the ground!" the first barked while the other shouted, "Leave!"

Renamon groaned and looked to the doctor who'd ushered them in, "Are you sure it's any safer in here than it is out there? I mean at least out there, the men with the guns had other things to shoot at."

"Really not the time for this," Doctor Kido fired back, his hands raised just over his head as the armed guards surrounded them. It was just as much a surprise to him as it was to the rest of them they hadn't started shooting yet. Then again, it was kinda hard to comply with their contradictory orders like that. What were they supposed to do? Drop to the floor and crawl out of the building? Then again, maybe these guys were just as unsure about to do as they were. It wasn't like digimon regularly walked into the metropolitan building.

"Stand down!" Yamaki's voice echoed, pushing his way through the guards with several of his agents flanking him. Some were dressed in the typical black suit while others dressed completely in black. Yamaki was glaring daggers at doctor Kido, "I told you to take the side door."

"I was going to when I saw them standing around at front," he explained, thumbing at the kids. Yamaki raised an eyebrow at them, "It's about time. We've been looking for you three. Take them upstairs into custody."

"Custody?" Ryo repeated out loud, his voice just short of exploding at Yamaki. Yamaki gestured at the crowd of people trying to somehow get further away from the digimon and they understood why. Their partners were freaking them out. How could they not? Most of them had only ever seen digimon on the news causing havoc and destroying the city. And if not that, then it was only as a kid's toy line. They had every reason to be afraid of the digimon.

Yamaki added at just above a whisper, "It's just for show for their sake. Let my team escort you upstairs before these people start a riot. Never underestimate how stupid people can be in a crisis."

Against her better judgment, Rika nodded in agreement and went along with the guards for now. It wasn't like she had much choice in the matter anyway. Each of the guards pretended to place them in handcuffs before taking them onto an elevator one at a time to take them upstairs. Some in the crowd openly cried out against this, angered that the monsters were being brought further into the building instead of away. Others cheered at seeing the creatures being taken away. For once, they all knew what it was like to be the ire of so many people at the same time.

And it was irritating.

On the other hand, it was kind of humbling. This was what they had been putting Tamerkato through since this whole mess started.

Their heads cooled once they were safe upstairs in the offices where they found most of the former digidestined gathered along with several of the computer programmers responsible for making the Digital World - their school teacher Miss Kamiya, that ramen shop guy Motomiya, the fashion designer and rock star pair the Ishidas, and the detective and his wife - the Ichijoujis.

Rika took one look around the room and asked, "Where are mom and dad?"

"Yeah, where are our parents?" Henry added, scratching his head at the absence of their parents. After all, their families were a lot more involved in this than they'd initially thought. Detective Ichijouji answered the question quietly, "Either stuck in traffic or having to take the long way around to get here. That thing suddenly appearing like it did has resulted in all the major train routes being shut down and half the streets are clogged with either people trying to get out of the city or the Self Defense Force trying to get in. For now, we're all there is. Good to see you, Joe."

"Likewise," the doctor greeted him back. Then again, the situation was entirely too grim for anyone to be happy at the moment. Then Yamato finally raised his voice, "Has there been any sign of Tamer yet?"

The female agent Riley shook her head and frowned, "No. We have a description out to all available field operatives and agents. So far, no one has reported anything yet. Then again, with how crowded the streets are, he could be right in front of them and no one would know."

"What about you, Miss Kamiya?" Henry asked quietly. Her expression didn't change as she looked at him, "What about me?"

"Well…I mean…you seemed closer to Tamer than any of us. If he was going anywhere, he'd go to you," Henry pointed out sheepishly, not wanting to put her on the spot like this. However, he wasn't wrong. If Tamer was going to bother anyone, it would be her. After all, they were close - weren't they? She sighed, "He did come to my place last night."

"WHAT!?" the detective, rockstar, and Ryo both blurted out at the same. They were struck across the back of the head by their wives and Rika, respectively. Miss Kamiya raised up her hands defensively, "He…well…he spoke to me and Juri last night on the train ride home. This…all of this…it's Juri. He said something happened to Juri in the Digital World. He wasn't sure what. He just knew that whatever came back wasn't Juri."

"He knew!?" Rika snapped now, "Juri's been off since her partner died. If he knew, why the hell didn't he say anything?"

"He wasn't sure what it was at the time. And he was waiting to see what it was going to do. If he didn't tell you guys, I'm sure it was just to keep you all calm. Some of you…or rather us…do fly off the handle a lot," Miss Kamiya explained quietly, barely making anything resembling a case for either herself or The Digimon Tamer. A beat of silence followed - Rika wanted to be mad about it. But the idea that it could've been her or Ryo or anyone else instead of Juri was just as equally terrifying. Which raised the question - why did it go for Juri? Was it because she was emotionally unwell? Because she was vulnerable? Why did it go for her and not literally anyone else present?

But they would have to worry about that later. Now the question was how to stop that thing from destroying the world and saving Juri. Rika groaned, "Okay, so now what?"

Yamaki adjusted his clothes, "We've been trying to round up as many of you as we can since you're all the resident experts in this situation. We're also trying to coordinate between government organizations but that's slow going. That thing is messing with our communications - it's not affecting electronics but wireless communications are no good. Anything further that shouting distance leads to signal distortion. On top of that, conventional weapons aren't working on it. What few reports have trickled in from the Self Defense Force indicates that gunfire, explosives, and artillery barely scratch it. The Americans were proposing high grade ordinance from their nearby naval base but-"

"They want to bomb the city?" Dolphin blurted out in disbelief, "Are they insane? That'll do more harm than good! We need more time to evacuate the city before they try anything like that!"

They were some murmurs of agreement but Riley gestured out the window towards the Imperial Palace, "Don't worry. They're not allowing it yet. The Prime Minister and Emperor both said they'd consider any foreign action as an act of war. But that's the problem. The problem is that they're not allowing it now. Who knows about later? As soon as the city is all clear, they'll probably start authorizing a bomb drop."

That statement looked over the group of them like a horrifying nightmare. Was this really happening? It couldn't be. This couldn't be actually happening. This was insane - they were ready to destroy the city and they weren't even sure it was going to work. The concern was accentuated by the rock star kicking over a computer and cursing, "Dammit! Tamer screwed us again!"

They were pulled from their thoughts by a bright flash of light accompanied by screams.

"AAAH!"

When the light faded, everyone found Tamer lying on the ground atop Guilmon, massaging his head as he grumbled, "Damn that stings! I swear I was a lot better at landings before the new feet. It's gotta be the legs. They're still too short!"

"Takatomon. Please get off me," Guilmon whimpered from underneath him. Tamerkato scrambled to his feet and helped to pull the dinosaur up, "Sorry buddy. Didn't mean to fall on you."

"How are you so heavy when you're so small?" the dinosaur whimpered. Tamerkato scratched the back of his head and laughed, then paused, "Wait, are you calling me fat?"

"TAMER! Where the hell did you go?" Ishida shouted at the top of his lungs. Tamerkato rubbed his ear, "Ow! No need to shout! I'm right here. I thought you'd be happy to see me after I brought help!"

"What are you talking about?" That cooled Ishida down for a second, which was just as well since his wife was already escorting him back down to a chair and leering at him like a dog who'd misbehaved. Tamerkato took a second to look around before asking, "I'm talking about…wait a second, where'd they all go? They were with me a second ago."

A soft thunk from the far end of the room caught their attention, and they turned their heads towards a supply closet, "Hello? Is anyone there?"

"I'm here! Who else is?" another voice asked.

"Is that who I think it is?" Joe said with his mouth hanging open.

"Fascinating. I didn't know this was even possible. But where are we?" a new, older voice asked.

The monster makers looked at each other and one asked, "Was that Shibumi?"

"I know where we're not. Safe."

"Takeru?" Matt repeated in astonished disbelief.

"Palmon! Get your vine out of my face."

"That's not my vine! Hey! Quit it!" Palmon cried out in protest, "Biyomon! Get your beak out of there!"

"My beak's not touching anything!" Biyomon's voice answered.

"That's my horn! You get off!" Gabumon's voice said.

"Everyone be quiet! I think I found a door!" Wormmon's voice echoed from further inside. They heard the knob turn and a closet door swung open to reveal multiple rookie level digimon and two adult males spilling out of the closet and onto the floor. Immediately, everyone in the room jumped in surprise and security promptly surrounded the digimon with their weapons drawn. Shouts and threats flew but the many digimon weren't exactly threatened by a bunch of weird people with guns telling them what to do.

"On the ground!"

"Don't tell me what to do! And we're inside so that's a floor."

"I said on the floor!"

"No! You said on the ground, not the floor! Don't lie!"

"Do you really think pointing a gun at a talking…Veemon, what are you exactly? Dinosaur? Dragon?"

"I'm Veemon. What elshe would I be?"

"QUIET!"

The whole room fell quiet as a middle aged man with a mullet and a bushy beard stood up. He cracked a tired yawn and looked around at the whole room, scratching the back of his head as he stared out at the whole room in annoyance. It was Shibumi - the guy who only ever seemed to spend his time sleeping. He took one look around the room and asked one simple question, "Okay…this has been a fascinating experience but can I go back to the Digital World? It was a lot less stressful there."

"Shibumi!" one of the Monster Makers hurried over to his side, patting his shoulder and helping to lift him his up, "It's good to see you. Where the hell were you?"

Shibumi stared at his former fellow colleagues in silence for the longest time, staring at them with a curious fascination without uttering a word. Then he pinched the one named Dolphin on the arm until they shrieked, "AH! What the hell!?"

"Sorry. I wasn't sure you were real. Spending a lifetime in another world that doesn't operate by our rules makes it hard to tell what's real and what isn't. There were times I wasn't sure I was dreaming or not," he answered sheepishly. The one called Babel responded by throwing a punch at his shoulder, "What? Shibumi, never change. You're as out there as ever."

"What do you mean? It all made sense to me," Palmon remarked.

"We were in a house, under a fresh water lake, surrounded by salt water fish!" Shibumi countered.

"Okay, so is anyone going to fill me in on what is going on?" Riley interrupted with a raised hand, before gesturing to everyone that had just fallen out of the closet, "Who are they? Where did they come from? Isn't this a big security breach? And is that a talking plant?"

Palmon raised up her leafy arm and answered, "If you're talking about me, I'm pretty sure I'm a flower…or a cactus…not really sure."

"Do cactuses have vines?" Gabumon asked.

"All of these things are plants! Sir, shouldn't we have them detained?" she asked the Director who'd made a habit of massaging the side of his head more often than not. That statement had Ishida jumping up to his feet, "Like hell you will!"

"Matt, is that you?" the Gabumon asked happily, jumping out of the pile of digimon to go join his partner. The moment would've been happy if the0 guards didn't feel the need to train their guns on Gabumon. Still the little digimon hardly noticed as he wrapped his arms around Matt's legs, "It's been so long! I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too buddy," Ishida greeted him back, barely breaking his stoic and stern demeanor in the face of what should've been a warm reunion, "But let's catch up once things have calmed down. And stop pointing that gun at Takeru!"

Takeru straightened himself out and greeted the others, "Hey guys. How are you?"

"How are we? Takeru, you've been missing you idiot!" Ishida snapped at his little brother, raising his fists as if to punch the man but stopping and throwing his arms around him in a hug, "You stupid, paranoid, idiot. I'm glad you're safe."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you Matt," Takeru apologized to his older brother for whatever it was worth. Although it didn't appear to be much since Ishida went ahead and punched him in the shoulder as soon as he let go. Takeru yelped in pain, "Ow! I thought you were worried about me. What the hell was that for?"

"That was for worrying the hell out of me you idiot," Ishida answered, cracking his knuckles. Rika, Ryo, and Henry all exchanged surprised looks. In the books and the show, the two brothers were always shown as having a close relationship. It seemed impossible for one to ever be truly mad at the other. But here they were, throwing jabs and punches at each other like this was a normal occurence for them. In the midst of all this, Rika took note of the other digimon making their way to their partners - Biyomon to Sora, Gomamon to Doctor Kido, Gatomon to Miss Kamiya, Veemon to Motomiya, Wormmon and Hawkmon to the Ichijoujis. The remaining digimon were left to pout about the absence of their partners.

"Where's Mimi? Why isn't she here with the rest of you?"

"Yeah, where's Izzy?"

"And where's Cody!?"

"We've got a lot to catch you up on. But don't worry! They're on their way. It's chaos out there," Sora Ishida explained as she picked up her pink bird partner, "It's so good to see you guys. I missed you all. Have you been in the Digital World this whole time?"

"Yeah, we've been hiding. Takeru said there were some bad people after us," Biyomon said to her former partner. Takeru finally pushed himself away from his older brother to explain, "I got tipped off by those Burnt Leaf guys we ran into. They said that Hypnos was after our digimon. So I took them to the Digital World to protect them."

"Okay, I get that part but why didn't you tell us? Come on, man. We're all friends! We would've understood," Motomiya said.

"I wasn't sure who I could trust honestly," Takeru admitted quietly, "And the one person I did trust was nowhere to be found until recently. Speaking of which, what now Tamer?"

"Hang on! You trust Tamer, more than me?" Ishida interrupted.

"Rough," Terriermon remarked, earning him a smack from Henry.

"This has been quite the moment, but I'm not entirely sure we needed to be here," Renamon answered calmly.

"As I was saying!" Takeru interrupted, "What now Tamer? What do we do next?"

Tamerkato raised up his finger like he was going to say something, then paused with his mouth hanging open, "I don't know. Head's still fuzzy from the multiple Human and Digital Worlds sitting on top of each other. I was able to think more clearly in the Digital World so I'm mostly making this up as I go. First thing's first, we need to save Juri. We get her out of there. Then we can kill the D-Reaper."

"D-Reaper? That's the D-Reaper?" Shibumi repeated aloud, practically shouting. The other Monster Makers were just as equally stunned and unsettled by that revelation. Curly stood up from what she was doing to go the window, staring out in silently and eyes widened with horror at the realization of what they'd all wrought, "That's…D-Reaper?"

"Can someone fill me in? What's D-Reaper?" Riley asked with a raised hand. Tamerkato gestured out the window, "D-Reaper is that thing. A monster that showed up in the Digital World forever ago - focused mostly on eating everything it could get its hands on. The Guardians couldn't kill it so they did the next best thing and tricked it - burying it in the center of the Digital World with an equally strong enemy who just so happened to be a threat to them. Sort of a kill two birds with one stone solution. Only now that bird has come back bigger, stronger, smarter, and a lot angrier."

"It's also a program we made," Curly added quietly, "It was a regulation program - meant to foster growth in the simulation by making sure no one digital life form became too dominant or powerful. A check against natural selection taking matters too far into its own hands. It was created to promote diversity of life. But we never expected it to do...this. It was the one thing we never expected to run rampant. It should've gone dormant whenever things leveled out."

Dolphin scratched his head quietly, trying to make sense of that revelation, "Maybe things got too powerful in the Digital World. After all, they started bleeding into this world. The D-Reaper is going to destroy everything to prevent it from becoming rampant."

"Or it's attacking us. Think about it. We're the dominant species on this planet and most other life forms don't stand a chance against us! Climate change, resource depletion, mass extinction, pollution...all caused by mankind. Is it any wonder this is happening?" Curly said. It was a surprisingly grim thing to hear. The only reason she didn't finish was because Babel came over to slap the back of her head, "Curly, I love ya! You is my girl. But chill! Snap back to reality for a second."

The woman froze for a second, taking a moment to collect her thoughts before nodding, "Right, sorry."

"Okay, so we're all here for the first time in a long time. What's the plan, Tamer?" Takeru asked Tamerkato who stood there with his hands in his pockets. All eyes were on him now as he started pacing and clapping his hands together, "Right! The plan! The plan I definitely have. Yes, I'll definitely be telling you about that plan, now...yeah..."

"You don't have a plan do you?" Gatomon accused from Miss Kamiya's arms. Tamerkato's shoulders slumped, "I said I was making this up as I go!"

"Great," Ishida threw up his hands in frustration.

"Calm down, Matt," his partner patted his arm to try and calm him down for whatever it was worth. Tamerkato quickly added, "Look, the best plan the Guardians could come up with was to bury it and hope it went away. A civilization that was so far ahead technologically that reality was their plaything couldn't think of a way to defeat it. Sorry I don't have a plan. I probably did. I definitely might have at some point...but I don't remember what it is."

The room filled with a collective groan and Tamerkato scratched the back of his head, apologizing profusely while he racked his brain to figure out what he could do.

"I wouldn't worry about it," Takeru answered calmly. Everyone in the room shot him a confused look, surprised that he could be so calm about the whole thing. With that same calm air, he explained, "Look. Destiny has always worked itself out in our favor. Remember?"

"You forget that Tamer over here was usually pushing us in the right direction. If he wasn't, literally anything could've happened," Ichijouji thumbed at the goggle headed boy. Henry finally chose to speak, "I'm not really sure destiny had anything to do with what's going on. After all, we've been doing just fine on our own so far."

Yamaki crossed his arms. It seemed to him that a lot of the anger in the room was horribly misplaced. After all, half of the people in the room were blaming a kid claiming to be some advanced alien race. However, it seemed obvious who the blame laid with - the Monster Makers. This thing was their creation after all. If they hadn't done their stupid college program, they wouldn't be in this mess. He also knew part of the blame laid with his superiors - at least, as far as he was concerned. And anyone insisting he was nursing a personal grudge was welcome to tell him that to his face.

He stood up and called for everyone's attention, "If we're done groaning and expecting a child to solve our problems, we still have a serious issue in the form of that thing out there. Shibumi, you've been a difficult man to get a hold off so you've got a lot of catching up to do. And you damn well have a lot to catch up on when it comes to fixing your mess. Yes, your mess. Don't make that face. You helped make Yggdrasil. As far as I care, this is your mess to clean up."

"Yggdr-what?" Tamer repeated stupidly. Yamaki thumbed over his shoulder and tapped a large series of servers lining the wall beside him, "This computer setup. They called it Yggdrasil."

"I call it Yggy for short," Daisy added with a smile. Yamaki groaned, "Not important right now. This computer is the thing running the computer program that became the wild ones…the digimon and the digital world. It's where that thing came from."

He gestured out the window towards the red mass growing on the horizon outside the window. Helicopters were circling it from above - some military firing at it to no effect and others were civilian news. It was obvious from here that the situation was deteriorating rapidly and they needed to come up with a solution quickly. The ever present reminder made his growing head ache turn into a slow migraine, "If I'd have known this was going to be what came out of that machine, I would've unplugged it the moment we got our hands on it."

"Don't you dare joke about that!" Daisy roared with anger, pushing her finger against Yamaki's chest in protest, as if she were a parent scolding her child…or perhaps a wife scolding her husband in this case, "That's our baby! That is the most advanced life simulation ever made. Don't even think about turning it off!"

He couldn't help but notice Takato was currently examining the computer program carefully. He knew that concentrating face because he'd seen it so many times on Izumi's face during the many nights he worked late to get the Juggernaut working. He was coming up with an idea. Tamerkato spun on his heels, "Got it."

"Got what?" Ichijouji asked, "Do you have a plan?"

"The start of one," Tamerkato said excitedly, rubbing his temples, "Yes...maybe...no...not quite...okay, headache's not helping so I'm just gonna start shouting ideas. There's two Digital Worlds and two Human Worlds. Two sets of overlapping realities also overlapping with each other. One of those worlds exists in this world as a computer program being run on an old computer! We could turn it off! It would destroy everything in the Artificial Digital World and the Natural Digital World would fall apart shortly after - like taking out half the puzzle pieces in a puzzle box! We can't have that! But what if we separate them? Move all the digimon in the Digital World from the Artificial one to the Natural one. Leave the D-Reaper program running on its own in the Artificial Digital World! Turn it off!"

"You just said that would destroy the Digital World!" Gatomon repeated loudly, "Dammit, Tamer. Why does everything boil down to destroying things with you?"

"Just the Artificial Digital World," Tamerkato clarified, "Everything else will move to the Natural Digital World."

"What?" Gatomon raised an eyebrow, half out of confusion and half out of frustration, "What the hell are you babbling about?"

Tamerkato pointed at the computer again, "This, the computer runs an Artificial Digital World. Another one made by the humans in an alternate version of this world. One where the digidestined don't exist and digimon is just a kids' toy franchise - shows, books, card games, action figures."

A beat followed before Gomamon complained, "Okay, is anyone following this? Because I have no idea what he's talking about. And here I thought Izzy was bad with slowing down."

Was it that confusing? It was, but Yamaki was at least able to follow it. Zhenyu's son Henry gestured at the computer, "To catch you guys up - this world, our world…the human world mixed itself up with another human world. One where digimon was just a card game and a tv show, and another one where the stuff that happened to you guys was real. In the world where digimon was just a card game, these guys-"

He pointed at the Monster Makers, "-including my dad, started a project in college to make life forms on a computer program. That became that world's version of the Digital World. An artificial Digital World. That artificial Digital World mixed with the Digital World you guys know - the natural one. He wants to get all the digimon out of the artificial Digital World and into the natural one, then turn off the artificial one. If that makes sense."

"Hang on…I'm not following any of this," one of the Monster Makers said, "What the hell? Two Digital Worlds? Two human worlds? What?"

Tamerkato sighed, "Okay…maybe we should start all this at the beginning. I'm getting really tired of explaining this."

He grabbed a marker off one of the desks and started writing on the walls just as Yamaki groaned, "Will you people stop writing on my walls? Seriously, is everyone in this room five?"

Author's Notes: The teams are together for the first and Tamer has the beginnings of a plan! But will any of the others actually understand it? Will they be able to work together enough to actually carry out this plan? And will this plan work? Find out all this in the next chapter of the Tamer v2.0 - In His Name, due out in three weeks on March 6th at 8 PM CST! If you loved it, let me know what you guys think in the reviews section! And hey, don't forget to follow the story to keep up with all the latest updates and to favorite to show support! That's all I have for now, so let's take a look at previews for the next chapter!

"Tentomon!" Izzy gasped, reaching out his arms so that his bug partner digimon could land in them. Mimi stepped aside as Palmon leapt into her own arms, "Mimi! Is it really you!? You're a lot taller than I remember. And a lot prettier too!"

"Ruki, this is the best surprise you could've given us," Mimi said tearfully, holding her partner close. She'd dreamt of seeing her partner again for so long that she wasn't sure it would ever actually happen.