Here we go once again with the reviewer replies.

Rose Kitsune.EXE: Yep, you like my cliffies. Go figure. About Chris... It was a mistake, then. If you get hyper, call him Richardson-san. ;)

Jhvh777: Yay! People like my cliffies! (begins swirling like a disco maniac) ;D

Star Holder Commander: Hm... Tell you what. This isn't a crossover fic, so instead of using your idea, I'll send it back to you, new and improved. Remember your fanfic 'How I Ended Up on the Net and Met Some New Friends' (could use a name change, by the way)? Well, how about you use my idea for the later chapters? After fighting the monster, Bass appears and shoots a ball of darkness toward Tommy, who passes out again. Later he is woken in the Digital World by his friend, my character Kaze (Japanese for wind). Only, there's something different about her: she's a Digimon (Invent one)! Eventually, Tommy and Kaze find Lan and his pals, their friends, and the Digi Destins - all turned into Digimon! How 'bout that, Commander? XD

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The world was hazy and disoriented when I came to. The shapes of Lan and his mom were slightly blurred as I rematerialised in the Real World; they were both anxiously staring down at me from where I was lying on the floor, a few metres away from Lan's bed. How in the world had I ended up here? I supposed Bass' ball of darkness had done something to me; only problem was, I didn't know what.

"Are you all right?" Lan's mother asked nervously as her son helped me up. She was chewing on her lip and casting nervous glances around the room, as if Bass would suddenly appear right in front of us.

"I think so," I replied, reaching out one hand as Lan helped me clamber to my feet. I tried to stand, but to no avail. My former Net Op steadied me, guiding me toward the western wall, before I looked up at his mom.

"Get your dad, Lan," she instructed him, a commander in her own field of war. Lan, meanwhile, nodded, fearful and pale-faced, before hightailing it out of there as fast as his orange roller skates could take him, though not without clenching his left hand on a silver handle set in the wall.

"Mega Man – over there." Lan's mother stood pointing, firm and somewhat fierce in her own motherly way. I took one glance at her pale arm stretched out toward her son's bed and knew it to be a rapid signal that should be obeyed in the space of approximately two point three seconds.

I nodded and was about to release my hand from a small silver handle cemented into the foundations of Lan's room I was clutching for balance when I suddenly stopped to ponder it. "What's this?" I queried, staring down at the handle. It was rather small in comparison with everything else in the room, about half a metre long. The metal was burnished and yet still shone silver; I guessed it was made out of nickel.

She smiled in return. "When Lan was really young, before he met Dex, he used to have a standard Navi. He would jack the Navi in, grab onto his PET with one hand and something else, usually the doorknob or part of the bed's headboard. I think he used to pretend that he was a Navi himself, fighting alongside the standard. Anyway, he tended to get the doorknob and headboard all grimy and scratched, so I replaced them both and had this installed. We had to break through the framework of the whole room," she explained with a laugh.

I grinned back slightly and shuffled over to the bed, still weak from my ordeal. As I swung myself over the covers and Lan's mother disappeared to get something – food or drink, I figured – I considered my predicament, somewhat morosely.

Let's see... My Net Op/best friend/twin brother is now my former Net Op. I've been running rampant in the Real World for almost a week now, free and disguised as a human. I've just had an encounter with one of the most evil NetNavis in the whole Internet – Bass, whose Operator just so happens to be a mad scientist and criminal mastermind (whoa, this is starting to remind me of Artemis Fowl. Foaly invents Navis and Artemis attempts to steal the technology! Well, OK, maybe not. XD) and I'm caught here in the Real World with no way of getting back home. Lan's getting his father, but...

But then again, I considered, staring up at the ceiling, maybe it wasn't as bad as it seemed.