"Please, Will! I promise I won't be a problem, gero! Let me stay here, please?" Ranamon pleaded to the Tamer, tears in her eyes.

After night fell on the day of the Gesomon attack, Ranamon had entered Will's house discreetly, and began to beg Will to stay at his house. Will wasn't very thrilled about the idea. His Digimon, BlackGuilmon and Dracomon, were groggy from the battle earlier today, and were agreeing with everything the smooth talking Digimon was saying.

"Sorry, Ranamon." Will stood firm. "You just aren't the kind of Digimon I'm looking for in my squad."

"Really?" Ranamon whimpered. Suddenly, her eyes widened and a smile crept onto her face. "Do you have a DigiFarm, gero?" She asked slyly.

"Um, no," Will said, "Every time I tried to make one on my computer, it said that there was 'no Digimon Caretaker.' What about it?"

Ranamon giggled, "That means you haven't appointed a Digimon to take care for the farm while you're out. If you let me stay here, gero, I'll become your caretaker!"

Blacky rolled over sleepily on Will's bed. "Quit the racket and say yes already! I need some beauty sleep."

Dracomon was dozing on the floor and agreed with the dark Digimon. "Don't try to talk her out of it, Will. We're all tired. Just pick the easiest solution."

Will nodded, as he was tired as well. "I guess you can stay for a while..." he said to the sly Digimon.

Ranamon clapped her hands together. "Yay! Thank you, gero! You won't regret it!" She jumped into bed and slipped under the sheets. "I think I'm going to like it here in the Real World."

"Um, that's my bed." Will said.

Ranamon made a cute face, "Then, maybe we can share?" She winked at the Tamer.

Will shivered slightly. He sighed as he left the room. He came back a few minutes later, lugging a couch through the bedroom doorway. It was a rather new couch, bought for display and was rarely used. Will flipped out the cushions to reveal a pull-out bed. He opened it, looked to Ranamon, and pointed to it.

"It's more comfortable." Will said. He grabbed an extra comforter from his closet and dropped it onto the bed.

Ranamon pouted as she left Will's bed and went to the couch. Will smiled and jumped into his bed. Blacky shifted at his feet. Dracomon jumped onto the couch's armrest and fell asleep.

"Goodnight, all." Will said tiredly. The two dragon Digimon were already fast asleep.

"Goodnight, Will," Ranamon said quietly. "And thank you, gero."

...

A loud knocking noise awoke Will from his sleep. Someone was calling for him. Suddenly, the door flew open.

"Will! I have to talk to you about something! I-" An older boy with messy red hair with blue streaks on the sides appeared. He had troubled brown eyes and wore a brown leather jacket and blue jeans. He studied the room closely, noticing the two dragon creatures on the floor. "Perhaps later, since you seem to be busy..."

Will shook his head. "Viral, what are you doing here? And why would you think I'm busy?'" He then realized what he meant. In his bed sleeping next to him was Ranamon, who seemed to have been there most of the night. Will blushed, "No that's not, I mean, this isn't..."

Viral glanced at Ranamon's smooth, blue skin. "She's blue. What kind of freaky role-playing were you two up to last night?" he asked Will, who was now as red as a tomato at this point.

...

Viral, who was strangely accepting when he met Will's Digimon, was a friend from Will's school. He was normally a calm individual, but now he had an anxious aura around him. After explaining to Viral that Ranamon was a Digimon and that he was not sleeping with her (which Viral didn't seem to believe), Will asked his friend what his problem was. Viral stated that he in fact had a Digimon for himself, to Will's dismay.

"Will, I can't believe it. We both have Digimon." Viral stated, "This will be a good experience, don't you think?"

Will grimaced. Viral wasn't the best at keeping pets. Or even acknowledging other people's existences. "Viral, having a Digimon is a big responsibility. Are you sure you can handle it?"

Viral held up his fist, showing Will his D-Wrist. It looked like Will's, but the ring around the small screen in the center was blue instead of grey. "Of course, Will. I'm no child. This is more than just a simple goldfish, or a dumb frog, or even..." Will held his hand up, signaling Viral to stop recalling the numerous deaths of his (and others) pets.

Blacky jumped in front of Will. "Can we see the Digimon you have?" He said proudly. Will gently pushed him out of the way.

"Yes, Viral, let's see this Digimon of yours." Will stated. Viral nodded.

"Upload, Commandramon!" Viral said as he pressed a button on his watch. Data swirled out of his D-Wrist and formed a dinosaur like Digimon. It was camouflage blue and wore dark colored military gear. A large rifle was strapped to his back.

Commandramon saluted to Viral, "Permission to engage, sir."

Viral nodded, "Granted. You know you don't have to do that all the time."

"Hi, I'm Blacky! Nice to meet you!" Blacky barked happily. Dracomon waved shyly. Ranamon, on the other hand, was too busy at the computer desk working on a DigiFarm registration form to notice the small Digimon.

"Cool." Will said, "A Virus Type like BlackGuilmon, right?" Commandramon nodded.

Viral smiled proudly. "He just appeared at my bedside when I woke up this morning."

Ranamon slammed her fist on the computer desk. Everyone turned to her.

"What the hell is this?" She yelled, "What's with all of this 'Digimon Alert' crap?"

Dracomon looked at the screen. "What happened exactly?" He asked the Aquan Digimon.

Ranamon scoffed, "I installed the DigiFarm data on the computer, and then I tried to customize it. But this stupid pop-up won't go away!"

Dracomon frowned, "Will! That's an alert! There's a Digimon causing trouble in town!"

"Really? We've got to get down there!" Will motioned to Viral, "I need to change, so I'll meet you outside." Viral motioned Commandramon outside as Will went into his closet to franticly search for clothes to change into.

...

"The D-Wrist says that it's this way!" Will said as he sprinted through the streets, Viral on his heels. Blacky and Dracomon were traveling within the D-Wrist, as Ranamon had stayed behind to continue work on the DigiFarm.

The signal stopped at the center of town. It was a shopping plaza, with booths and kiosks all around. But what got their interest was the huge amount of Digimon that were using the plaza as their playground. They were purple balls with long ears and evil eyes.

"Upload, BlackGuilmon and Dracomon!" Will released his two dragon Digimon from the D-Wrist.

"Upload, Commandramon!" Viral did the same for his Digimon.

"Pagumon?" BlackGuilmon said, "This will be easy as DigiCake!"

"You think so?" A voice rang throughout the plaza. A black Digimon jumped from the shadows. He was reptilian in appearance. He had green eyes and white claws on his hands and feet.

"I am known as BlackAgumon! I am the leader of these Pagumon! We shall take over this town in the name of our lord, Milleniumon!"

The Pagumon all turned their attention to the Tamers and their Digimon. They lunged to attack.

"Pyro Grenade!"

"G Shurunen!"

Blacky and Dracomon's attacks blasted huge holes in the mass of Pagumon coming at them. The small Digimon seemed to prove to be no problem to them, even with their massive numbers.

"M16 Assassin!" Commandramon pulled out his rifle and fired at the enemy Digimon at great speeds. The Digimon burst into data and was absorbed by the D-Wrist.

Viral watch the number of Data Points on his D-Wrist skyrocket. "Wow. Already at 100!"

Will smirked, "Yeah, but we would have more if there weren't so many coming in at once." He turned to his Digimon. "Hey guys, try not to beat these guys so quickly! The D-Wrist can't take all the Data at once!"

Blacky's ears pricked up, "What was that?" He said after he roasted the last Pagumon with his fire attacks.

Will sighed, "I only got 180 points now. Thanks for wasting all that data!"

Dracomon giggled, "A Digimon's data is never wasted, it is sent back to the Digital World if it's not absorbed by something."

BlackAgumon growled. "Damn it! You beat my army! Fine! Face my wrath!" BlackAgumon jumped at BlackGuilmon. The two tussled and rolled on the ground before Blacky pinned the other dark Digimon to the ground.

"Pepper Breath!" BlackAgumon blasted fire into Blacky's face. Blacky jumped back in surprise and gasped as the other black Digimon slashed at his face.

"Blacky!" Will gasped, "Watch out!" He threw a rock at the enemy Digimon. It knocked him in the back of the head.

BlackAgumon turned his head and growled. "You bastard... you'll pay for that!" He jumped at Will, claws extended.

"Aquary Pressure!" A blast of water almost took BlackAgumon's head off. Witchmon and Platinum came running to Will's aid.

"Need some help?" Platinum giggled. Will's face turned red. Platinum then turned to the dark Digimon. "It's you again."

"You know this guy?" Will asked.

"I told you that I was attacked by a dark Digimon earlier. He's that Digimon."

"And know I'm going to finish what we started!" Witchmon smiled, her eyes sparkling.

BlackAgumon growled, "I've had enough of you stupid humans! No wonder Milleniumon hates all of you!" The evil Digimon began to glow. "BlackAgumon Digivolve to..." The Digimon transformed into a large, black dinosaur with huge claws. Green spines sprouted from his back. His body was also covered in red stripes. He let out a mighty roar, "DarkTyrannomon!"

"What? He can digivolve too?" Will yelled. Platinum was frozen in shock.

"Surprised?" DarkTyrannomon growled, "Milleninumon blessed me and several other generals in his army with a special gift. The Light of Digivolution." His mouth began to glow. "Now, Fire Blast!" A huge fireball escaped from monster's mouth.

BlackGuilmon, Dracomon, Commandramon, and Witchmon jumped together, firing their attacks at the blast of flame.

"Pyro Grenade!"

"G Shurunen!"

"DCD Bomb!"

"Aquary Pressure!"

The three attacks proved ineffective against the dark Digimon's attack. The blast engulfed the plaza, the Tamers, and their Digimon.

...

The plaza was reduced to a crater. The three Tamers were on the ground, barely conscious. Will stirred slightly, then opened his eyes. He shifted his head to see BlackGuilmon, Dracomon, Commandramon and Witchmon degenerate into their In-Training forms; Gigimon, Babydmon, Missimon, and Viximon. Missimon, the blue, missile shaped form of Commandramon, crawled to Viral's side, anger burning in his small red eyes.

"Will..." Gigimon muttered weakly, "He's too strong."

"Hey, Will." Viral said, "You need Data... take some of mine..." He extended his the D-Wrist on his wrist to Will, who then did the same.

"Data Transfer Activated." The D-Wrists said simultaneously.

"Data sent." Viral's watch said.

"Data received!" Will's watch responded.

Will then entered the Evolution Page in the D-Wrist Menu. He selected Gigimon's profile. "Unlock Champion..." He said weakly. The Digivice shot out a blast of data at Gigimon, automatically Digivolving him to BlackGuilmon.

"What happened?" Blacky growled in surprise.

"Doesn't matter now." Will pressed the ring in the center of the watch as soon as it sprang up. "Digivolve!" Guilmon began to change form.

"BlackGuilmon Digivolve to..." Blacky grew to a tremendous size. He became a huge black dinosaur like DarkTyrannomon, however, he was slightly thinner, about twice as tall as Will. He had red stripes with strange code on them, and big clawed hands with a long blade on each of his elbows. He also had a white mane of hair on the back of his head. Red symbols and stripes appeared on his body, and red crests like biohazard signs appeared on his shoulders. A low growl escaped from the toothy smile he made, "BlackGrowlmon!"

"What?" DarkTyrannomon growled in surprise.

"Black Exhaust Flame!" BlackGrowlmon shot dark colored flames at the opposing dark dinosaur. DarkTyrannomon yelped in pain. The rival Digimon attempted to slash BlackGrowlmon with its huge claws, but Blacky grabbed its clawed hands and through him to the sky.

"Dark Blade!" BlackGrowlmon jumped up to DarkTyrannomon, the blades glowing red.

"Ha ha! You're dead!" DarkTyrannomon regained his composure. "Iron Tail!"

The two attacks collided; Blacky's blades versus DarkTyrannomon's tail. Suddenly, BlackGrowlmon's pupils grew smaller, and he let out a roar. He forced his blades to cleave through DarkTyrannomon's body. Growlmon landed on a gift shop nearby. His opponent cried out and dissolved into data, which Will's D-Wrist absorbed.

"20 Points collected!" The D-Wrist chimed.

"Nice job, Will." Platinum said as she rose from the ground. She extended a hand to help Viral up.

Viral stretched his back. "This Digimon thing sure is dangerous. And fun! Let's do it again!" Missimon nodded playfully.

"Well, Blacky! You've Digivolved! This is fantastic!" Will said to his large Digimon. Blacky growled slightly as Will started to walk towards him. "Blacky?" Will asked.

Blacky shook his head as his pupils dilated. "Will? What... did I win?"

Will nodded. "Yup, big guy! We won. Now let's go home." He called out to Babydmon. "Babydmon! You okay?" The little dragon Digimon flew to Will. "Jeez, that was brutal!" He said.

"Yes, thank you so much, BlackGrowlmon." Viximon squeaked, "Well, now I have an interesting question for you all: How are we going to fix this mess?"

The three tamers looked around them to stare at the damage done to the plaza. All three swallowed hard.

Platinum picked up her partner. "Well, I suppose we'll have to. Will, you and Black can-" Platinum stopped suddenly when she realized Will had grabbed Babydmon, climbed on BlackGrowlmon, and scurried away.

"Will!" Platinum yelled.

"Sorry, Platinum, but cleaning up was never our thing!" Will called over his shoulder as Blacky carried him away."

…

In the Digital World, the word of BlackAgumon's defeat spread quickly. The story soon found its way to a certain Digimon's ears. The Digimon licked his red lips in interest.

"The General of Black Army was defeated, huh?" He said to himself. "Millenniummon will not be pleased... hm." The Digimon growled slightly. "Perhaps I should go pay these human tamers a visit. To at least find out the meaning of this." The Digimon held up his gloved hand, staring intently at the small white watch with a green ring around a screen in the center.