Jumping slightly, she turned to see Renamon, "I did not see you there, and yes… we must act quickly, especially because "they're" going to sense a change around here."

Renamon sniffed the air, "Sorry... regardless I've located some of those digidestined…"

"And?" Raven spoke, pulling a banana from the hook holding the bunch up.

"You were correct, it was the bunch of people in that computer room, they were speaking about the barrier that blocks entrance to-"Hush – the walls have ears you know…"

"Raven, I highly doubt; One of "them" are snooping around here?"

"Always expect the unexpected, that's the first rule, remember that Renamon… or else we'll end up digital chow…"

Looking down, she muttered, "I apologize…" before taking away Raven's digivice. "No more looking out for our enemies tonight, you need some rest."

"Renamon I have to make sure to keep up to date on any suspicious activity." She said, trying ever so hard to reclaim her digivice.

"No, you may have gotten a slightly more advanced digivice, but that gives you no excuse to track our enemies every second of the day, now go upstairs and sleep, unless I need to seal you to the bed."

Her frown slowly disappeared, before nodding grudgingly. "Fine, g'night Renamon."

"And you Raven."

~x~

Next day, at lunch, Raven sat at her desk while most of the other classmates were outside chatting, or out of the classroom at least. Looking at a bag shuffle around, she tried to better herself to say it might've been something that rolled, but apparently the thing inside of there guessed that no one was around.

Looking at her digivice, she scanned it to find a very interesting specimen, a Demiveemon. Taking out one of her strawberries, a tiny little blue creature stalked out of the bag to grab it. "Huh, I thought something odd was inside of that bag."

One sweat drop, then two, then three, and soon enough his entire face was sweating. "Uh.." He gasped before falling motionlessly on the floor.

"Don't worry, I won't tell the teacher." She smiled and winked.

"Wait?" he said in a somewhat strange lispy voice. "You're not afraid of me?"

She shook her head, "Not really, actually you're rather fuzzy." Smiling, she picked him up and patted his belly, "Although you could do with a little less eating."

"I call it, being well rounded."

Chuckling, she placed him onto her desk, "I see then, oh by the way, whoever your partner is, don't tell them about this alright? It could confuse things."

Demiveemon smiled proudly, puffing out his chest, "Don't worry, I won't tell Davish about this."

Smiling, she patted his head, "Thank you." Demiveemon kept his word on the most part, although Ken being a quite intelligent child, spotted that she would never go out on breaks, Occasionally had silver hairs on her jacket, short hairs at that to which he pushed aside that one of her family members were already turning white, or she was presumably living with grandparents, although the thing that most annoyed him about her was that he couldn't quite understand what made her feel so familiar, as if her aura was different from most of the classmates.

So for a week, he kept his suspicions to himself, especially because he easily knew that she could deny it, until the sky started to look almost hazy, never a good sign. Whenever digimon problems were about, haze was a classical sign of danger. Also occasionally, Veemon and others would see that Renamon around, mostly looking at the sky.

They found her again that same day the sky became hazy, and Davis finally built up the courage to ask her, "What exactly are you looking at?"

"The sky is heavy..." was all she said, as if distracted by something only she could see, and they couldn't.

"What exactly does that mean?" Kari asked.

Her pupils slitted as she saw the sky begin to waver, "Its coming." Was all she said, before pushing the four of them back; and readying herself for battle.

"What are you trying to do? Kill us?"

"This is not your fight digidestined, now back off!" She growled, as the entire ground shook. An Apemon formed from digital dust. However that was not all, he had some friends, 2 clear Agumons'. Lowering her head threateningly, Renamon flashed her teeth, snarling.

"Oh 'ello ther', where might I fin' a Renamon?

" "Right here."

The two Clear Agumons ran either side of Renamon, and spoke in unison, "Wonder light!" With toy blocks coming at either side, she smiled, kneeling down, and in a flash, she was where Apemon was, so inevitably he was the one to take the damage. Glaring at the both of them, he growled, in which they responded with a small whine and a flinch. "Get 'er." He commanded in a scratchy deep voice. The quill like fur on the back of his neck began to stick up as it became a metal.

Pulling them from the back of his neck, he threw them at her. Unable to dodge in air, she fell to the ground, blood seeping slightly from the wound. "Not so tough are ye'?" He smiled, "This'll be easy."

Davis stood up, "C'mon we have to help her!" The others nodded, before the four digimon attacked. With a scream, Apemon was obliterated.

"You idiots!" Renamon growled, "That was my prey." Beginning to shine, she turned into a female angel with a red cloak. Belts hung from her torso, and the chainmail under the belts that went to her elbow and knees. Two belts crossed around the waist and torso, one holding small bags presumably as easy access to food, healing medicines, etc, and the second held a staff, with a spear at one end, and a sword at the other. She wore metal boots that the chainmail fell into, and some silver-like armor on her left arm decorated with Celtic designs.

"When I say, stay out of my business, I mean it, you meddlesome brats!" she glared as she unhooked the staff that clung to her back.

"Before you kill us," Davis started, "Can you at least tell us what you are?"

The two lower silverlike wings out of the four twitched. "D'Arcmon X." She stated before attacking Stingmon and Gatomon. "Hey stop attacking them!" Ken yelled, "We saved you!"

"And shamed me in the process, I also remember telling you that if you dared to assist me that I would not let you off of the hook."

However, before she could send a swing at stingmon, her arm was caught by a delicate hand.

"Renamon, what in Grandma Jills knickers are you doing?"

Looking down, she found Raven holding onto her arm. "Raven? What are you doing here?"

TBC