Sometime around noon, the junior digidestined and their respective digimon (except one of course) had assembled in Izzy's room for an emergency meeting called by Tai and Izzy. Positioned at his work station, Izzy spun the chair around to face the younger kids.

"Matt and Sora said they're going to do a once-over the town to see if they can't find Gatomon and our digimon are checking around the digital world. The computer beckoned with a soft chime, and Izzy turned back to the screen, opening a file that just appeared. "It's an email from Joe. He says he's got a huge test in a few minutes, but he'll help once it's over."

"Is Joe always testing when there's a crisis?" Davis asked, adjusting the goggles given to him by Tai.

"Some of us actually value our education, Davis," the purple-haired girl sitting next to him commented.

"And what is that supposed to mean?!"

"Guys, arguing isn't going to solve anything," T.K. interjected. Davis huffed and crossed her arms, back turned to Yolei. She snickered to herself.

"Focus!" Izzy called out. "I'm sending an email to Gennai. He may be able to help." The room went quiet, the only sounds were the tapping of computer keys. Within a few moments of the uncomfortable silence, an animation of the Obi-Wan Kenobe look-alike, a.k.a Gennai's younger self, walked onto the computer screen and stopped in the middle, a letter in hand.

"I'm glad you emailed Izzy, I have something I needed to show you digidestined," the figure said. The letter opened itself and Gennai continued to speak. "Centaurumon delivered this to me earlier. It's either a new prophecy, or he recently took up poetry. As it has happened before, an old foe shall return once more. With a greater evil and strengthened might, he seeks his vengeance upon the light. When night comes where there once was day, a fearsome battle will be waged. But aid will come to the chosen few, and they will fight with strength renewed. But first they must save one soul, victim of events of long ago. Then they must seek where darkness hides, to save the one they want to find. And when the battle finally begins, evil will strive for an early win. When hope of winning is completely lost, an ancient power will be unlocked. To end it forever they must find a way, to keep the evil from returning someday."

"But what does it mean, Gennai?" asked Izzy.

"How should I know? I'm only the messenger, but Centarumon did tell me something else to relay on you kids, sort of a hint."

"What is it?"

"Look to the past." And without another word, Gennai's icon quietly walked off-screen. Izzy slumped back, deep in thought.

"Man, I hate riddles!" Davis whined, but the other digidestined payed him no mind, causing him to fall backwards onto his back in frustration and confusion.

Kari slowly stood and walked to Izzy's side, carefully reading the text. "The part about the one we want to find," she said, "could that mean Gatomon?"

"Probably, I mean, who else are we looking for?"

Kari frowned. "So she is in trouble."

"Don't worry Kari, she can take care of herself. I mean, it's not like Myotismon's back again," her brother told her.

"Oh Tai, but what if it is Myotismon? What if he found a way to come back again and catnapped poor little Gatomon? The prophecy did say an old foe will return once more, it has to be him." Tai didn't have much of response to that, regretting he had even mentioned the vampire. Face a little pale, he hurriedly came up with an answer.

"Erm--um, why don't I go help the others look around town?" And with that, he rushed out the door.

"That's actually a good idea. Why don't you guys go along?" Izzy said. Muttering comments of the recent events, the kids filed out of the room to pick up their shoes and go out to look. "Wait a minute T.K." The white-hatted boy paused before he walked out the door. "I need your help with something."

Gatomon pushed herself off the cold stone floor, hearing a slight cracking. She grimaced at the caked blood on her side. Her first instinct was to scratch the dry mass off her side, which would undoubtedly make the wound even worse. She'd finally awoken herself from the nightmares, which had managed to make themselves even worse. This time Wizardmon had teamed up with Myotismon, and well, let's just say it was a rather violent dream. She missed her friend so much, but now Gatomon realized something positive. He may be gone, but at least Myostismon couldn't hurt him.

"Gomamon's always saying to look to the bright side," she mused. With a loud, obnoxious snort, the guard awoke. He sleepily eyed her, probably roused by the sudden outburst, blinked a few times and immediately went back to sleep.

Just as incompetent as ever, she scoffed. The key rested on the floor, three, maybe four, feet away. She glanced at her tail. Maybe... Pressing her back to the bars, Gatomon stretched her tail out in the keys direction. A waved of reassurance washed over her as gold hit iron. Inserting the tuft into the loop, Gatomon pulled her tail back into the cell and picked up the key, grinning to herself.

Oh how she loved incompetence!

"Okay Izzy, why are we up here?" T.K. asked, standing on the breezeway of his father's place of employment.

Tapping away on his computer as usual Izzy didn't even bother to look at him as he responded. "I have a theory I want to test out."

"Should've known." He stared a few moments at the panoramic view of the city, then turned back to the older digidestined. "So what's this theory of yours?"

"You know how the D3s have the power to open the digiport?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, I think they may be able to project energy directly from the Digital World as well."

"That still doesn't doesn't explain why we're all the way up here. I mean, couldn't we have tested your theory in the apartment?"

"No," was the simple reply. T.K. sighed, concluding he wasn't going to get any answers out of Izzy at the moment. Meanwhile, Izzy was still busily typing on the keyboard. After a few complex key combinations he pressed 'enter', but unfortunately, nothing happened. He pouted and tried again, typing in new command keys.

"Why do you need my help anyway? Why not Cody or Yolei, they understand this stuff more than I do."

"If this does work, which I hope it does, only you and Kari would have an idea what was going one. Which is much easier than explaining everything, and Kari's a bit too emotional to deal with at the moment."

T.K. smiled. "Well, I've got you covered in the hope department." If Izzy did reply to that, he didn't hear it. The computer-whiz was still hard at work trying to program his laptop to preform a difficult task, but then something happened. A window opened up, showing a view of the television station, but there was a curious blue patch on the screen.

"Prodigius!"

T.K. walked over to Izzy and looked over at the screen. "What happened? And what is that?" He took to wary glance at the space before them, but there was nothing where the blue spot on the screen indicated.

"I've programmed my computer to show things that cannot be viewed with the naked eye. T.K., I need you to point your D3 in the direction of this blue icon."

"But what..?"

"You'll see."

Still unsure, T.K. pulled the device out of his pocket and pointed it at, as it appeared to him, nothing. A blinding beam of light raced from his D3 and washed over the area. When it faded, the thing shown only on the laptop was now visible.

T.K.'s eyes went wide. "Is that..."

"Part one of the prophecy is now complete."