"There seems to be a signal coming from here, Blacky. A Digimon is close."

Upon further reading in the D-Wrist manual, Will and Blacky found out that the device could display a radar of sorts. The radar had two settings: Digimon and Tamers. Several times when Will had located a Digimon and searched for it, he soon found out it was Platinum and Viximon who were giving off the signal. Talking to Platinum once the day before was enough of a heart stopper for Will. He stayed far away from the two whenever the signal led him to them.

Will was sure that this signal was a wild Digimon. He raced down the street, BlackGuilmon resting easy in his D-Wrist, and picked up speed as the radar beeped loudly, a sign of nearing Will's destination.

He stopped at an old house at the corner of the street. It was run-down and decrepit, but Will remembered sounds of work echoing from the seemingly abandoned house. As Gigimon, Blacky also had strange feelings about the house whenever they passed it when they went to school.

"It's in there!" Blacky's voice was heard from the D-Wrist. Will nodded and crossed the unkempt lawn to the front door. It was slightly open, so the young Tamer slowly pushed the door, making just enough room to effortlessly squeeze through without causing too much of a squeak from the old door hinges.

The inside of the house was just as Will pictured it. A dusty old, brown place with family portraits on the wall, frilled tablecloths and curtains, and plastic covering on most of the furniture. Will sighed. So the movies are true... he thought.

"Upload, BlackGuilmon." Will pushed a button on his D-Wrist. Data swirled from the watch, and came together to make up Blacky's form.

The dark dragon scratched his chin. "The Digimon is close. I can feel it."

"Well then, sniff him out. We're too close for the radar to pinpoint it." Will ordered. BlackGuilmon inhaled deeply, and then shuffled into the dining room. Will followed suit.

The dining room was just as clichéd as the living room. A long table with a white, dirty tablecloth was in the center, with mirrors and paintings spaced evenly on the walls. The only thin out of the ordinary was the blue creature sitting at the head of the table.

It wasn't exactly blue, more like a cyan color, and was draconic in appearance. It had red eyes, antlers, and small wings. Its stomach was white in color, and he had shiny white claws on his hands and feet.

Blacky ran up to the Digimon. It looked confused and frightened. Blacky held out a paw.

"Hi! I'm BlackGuilmon! What's your name?" The black Digimon said cheerfully.

The other Digimon said nervously, "I'm Dracomon. Nice to meet you."

Will walked up to the two dragon Digimon. "I'm Will. What are you doing here, Dracomon?"

Dracomon looked away, "Well, I'm not sure. Well, you see, I found myself here in the Human World after this huge storm destroyed my home in the Digital World. I didn't know where to go, and I got attacked by humans. Then I met Gramps, and he took me here."

"Dracomon! Where are you? I need you for something!" A nerdy man, in about his late thirties, entered the room. He wore a grease-stained lab coat and thick, swirly glasses. "Oh, we have company. Great."

"Hello sir, I'm Will Davis, and this is my partner, BlackGuilmon." Will introduced himself to the man. "We noticed that there were Digimon here, so we came to investigate."

"No problem, I guess." The man said, "I'm Dr. Hans Delores, but people call me Dr. D." The man extended his hand in greeting, which Will shook. "Would you care for a snack? I just made some lemon cookies, fresh from the oven."

Dracomon jumped to the doctor. "What did you need from me, Gramps?"

"Oh! I needed you downstairs for another invention. Come now, quickly!" Dr. D said as he pushed the Dragon to the out of the dining room. Will and Blacky were now alone.

"Does this mean we don't get lemon cookies?" BlackGuilmon said dumbly.

"Follow your nose." Will said, "I want some cookies too."

...

Blacky and Will had found the kitchen, where, as promised, fresh lemon cookies were displayed on the counter for cooling. The two each took one and began to eat. Will had a confused look on his face.

"Something wrong?" BlackGuilmon asked with his mouth full.

"Something tastes off. There's something about these cookies that don't seem right."

BlackGuilmon dropped his half-eaten cookie. "You think so? Maybe we should stop eating them then."

A sharp scream echoed throughout the house. Will and Blacky jumped in surprise. The two rushed to the basement door.

"Dr. D! Are you two okay in there? We heard something!" The Tamer tried the doorknob, but it was looked. " Blacky, bust it down."

"Rock Crusher!" BlackGuilmon broke the door to pieces. The two rushed downstairs into the high-tech basement to find a strange sight.

It was Dracomon, but he had on a big helmet with a visor on it. He had gauntlets with reinforced steel nails on his hands and a large battery pack on his back. All of these attachments were connected by a mess of wires.

Dr. D appeared behind Will and Blacky as reached the bottom floor. "How do you like Dracomon's upgrades? Magnificent, right?" He had a mad look in his eyes that gave Will the chills.

"What did you do to Dracomon?" BlackGuilmon growled.

"It's my experiment." The mad doctor said proudly, "After I found Dracomon, I began to conduct experiments on him to make him into my personal drone. I finally got it working, and now I will use my experiment to control all the Digimon!"

"You're insane!" Will shouted, "Blacky, waste him!"

"No, Will!" Blacky said, "I can smell more Digimon! Look!" He pointed to Dr. D.

Will squinted his eyes to see the silhouette a bat-like creature hovering over the doctor's head. It looked like it wore a blue hood over its yellow eyes and black-furred body. He had pale blue skin, and had two feet that had red claws on them.

"That's a DemiDevimon!" BlackGuilmon said. "It's controlling him!"

Dr. D shouted, "Enough talk! Dracomon, attack!"

Dracomon lunged at the two. Blacky deflected an attack from his metal claws.

"Pyro Grenade!" Blacky shot a purple blast at Dracomon's head. The rival Digimon stepped back in pain.

"Now, Blacky! Cut those wires!" Will commanded. BlackGuilmon was about to attack again, but suddenly fell to the ground. "Blacky!" Will shouted.

The doctor chuckled. "Seems he had my lemon cookies. They have a drug that paralyzes Digimon."

Will gasped in horror as Dracomon kicked Blacky into a metal table. Blacky growled in pain.

"Download! BlackGuilmon!" Will said as Blacky swirled into data and entered his D-Wrist. Dracomon seemed confused as to why his prey disappeared.

The DemiDevimon appeared completely and giggled, "Fool! Now Dracomon can now set his sights on you! Ha ha!"

As if on cue, Dracomon began to growl at Will. He jumped on him, pushing the blunt of his claws to his neck.

"Any last words, fool!" DemiDevimon and Dr. D said in unison.

Will whispered something very quietly.

DemiDevimon made a face. "What was that?" Dracomon moved his head closer to hear.

"I said," Will muttered, "your cookies suck!" He pulled the wires on Dracomon's back out, deactivating the device's effect. The dragon Digimon fell off of Will, unconscious.

DemiDevimon screamed, "No! No! No! No fair!" He materialized a syringe in his claw. "Demi Dart!" He threw the needle at Will, who braced himself by covering his face.

Dracomon grabbed the dart before it could hit Will. "Good morning," he said as he broke the dart in his fist. He looked to Will, "I'll fight for you." He said, no longer with a nervous tone in his voice.

Dracomon lunged at the dark Digimon. "Tail Smash!" He said as he smacked DemiDevimon back with his tail.

The bat-like Digimon growled and threw more Demi Darts, but missed entirely as Dracomon appeared behind it, his horns glowing red.

"G Shurunen!" Dracomon shot a burst of energy into DemiDevimon's back. It wailed in agony as he dispersed into data, which then swirled into Will's D-Wrist.

"10 Points Received!" The computer voice said.

Dr. D slumped to the ground, and Dracomon caught him. He came to moments later.

"What happened? I was in my room and..." He stammered.

"Don't worry, Gramps. Everything's okay now." Dracomon reassured him. He hugged the man, who hugged him back.

Will released Blacky, who seemed to be able to move again, albeit a bit stiff. "Thanks for having us, but we got to go. Thanks."

Dr. D held up his hand, "Do you mind taking Dracomon with you?"

The Dragon Digimon gasped, "Why, Gramps?"

"I want you to go find a way to get back home, and you're not going to find it by staying here. The only reason I didn't say it sooner was because that evil Digimon got me."

"Perhaps you're right..." Dracomon said sadly.

"We'd be happy to take him, and we can come here to visit sometimes." Will said.

Dracomon raised his head, "Okay! Let's go!"

BlackGuilmon turned to Will. "What will Mom say when she finds out another Digimon is staying at the house?"

"Most likely nothing, since she'll faint as soon as she sees him." Will chuckled. "Let's go freak her out!" Blacky clapped in joy as Dracomon followed behind. The three ran out of the house, leaving the good doctor with his studies.

"With all this information about the Digital World that Digimon made me write," Dr. D said, "I might be able to get Dracomon home after all. I could call him back, but I think it will be better if he goes with them for a while." He chuckled, "At least, that's what I think."