A/N As you may or may not know, I have recently started a new story called Angel of the Real World. From now on, I will try to split the updates between the two of them 50-50. Which means this story will not be updated and often.

Chapter 13 – Something To Think About

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Henry's POV

"Hey? What happened?" Henry asked himself. He had woken up in a large chamber with beautiful pictures of god-like and angelic Digimon.

All he remembered was stepping through the Digiportal with Takato and Rika, and then everything went black.

Standing up and walking to the door, he opened it and found a long hallway spreading out in either direction.

"This can't be good," he said, stepping out.

He stood in the middle of the hallway, looking either direction. To the left was about a football field's length of doors that ended with another split in the hallway. To the right was a single door at the end about ten feet down. He chose the right and opened the door.

On the other side was a gigantic courtyard with thousands of flowers and dozens of trees. In the center was a large pond with a fountain shaped liked a Seraphimon.

"This is weird," he said, walking to the pond. "Where am I?"

As he said this, a figure stepped through the door on the other side of the courtyard.

"I see you have awoken, young master" it said.

Pulling out his Digivice, Henry saw that the Digimon was an Angemon.

"Why did you call me young master?" Henry asked. "And where am I?"

"Because you can control Digimon," Angemon said. "The answer to your second question is the Hall of Angels."

"If you call it controlling," Henry muttered. "Terriermon doesn't listen me often."

"That is beside the point," Angemon said. "You can control Digimon, therefore you are meant to save the Digital World."

"But I already saved it from the D-Reaper," Henry said. "Now that that's gone, I don't know of anything else that could destroy this place."

"Oh, but you are wrong," Angemon said. "The D-Reaper may be destroyed, but there is a more difficult enemy plotting to destroy us."

"Something more difficult than the D-Reaper?" Henry asked. "Ok, we're screwed."

"No, you are not," Angemon said. "I believe that you are very familiar with the new threat."

"What do you mean familiar?" Henry asked.

"The new threat is the Human race," Angemon replied. "As you are human as well, I believe that only you can stop this threat from becoming reality."

"What about Takato, Rika, and the other?" Henry questioned. "They control Digimon also."

"True, they are some of the other masters," Angemon told him, about to fly through the opening in the courtyard.

"Wait, so we aren't the only masters?" a puzzled Henry asked as Angemon took off.

"No, you are not," were Angemon's departing words.

Without anyone to talk to, Henry thought about what Angemon had said.

If the others aren't the only people who can control Digimon, then who? This question plagued him for hours as he wandered through the Hall of Angels until he found the exit.

As he stepped into the digital forest outside, he stopped dead. Unless the Digidestined from the TV show are real!