Arrival in Anarchy

*It was the very next afternoon, Chris, Robert, and Joey had decided to take a stroll in Central Park. At this time, barely any New Yorkers passed through the park at this hour, and so this was the perfect time to search for Antylamon. As they searched, Chris and Robert told Joey of their encounter with Pajiramon the other day. Joey's fascination grew as they reached the end of the tale*

Joey: *raises an eyebrow* A giant sheep? You're kidding…

Chris: It's true… Then Angelomon digivolved into PlusAngelomon and he and ExVeemon blew her away!!

Robert: I'll tell you this: Her bleating was so intense, it put everyone to sleep!

Chris: Everyone… 'Cept for us…

Joey: Man, I wish I could've been there.

Chris: Just be glad that you weren't, kid. Otherwise, you would've fallen asleep too. *pause* Anyway, thanks to General Stanford, my dad's coming home soon.

Robert: I'm really looking forward to seeing him again.

Chris: Let me guess: We have to hide the Digimon again.

Robert: Honestly, Chris, I'm not sure. Unless your dad doesn't shoot at huge creatures capable of speech.

Chris: *sweat drops* Perhaps it's better if we don't tell him, I don't want to him hurt Angelomon. Fact is: He's been in Afghanistan for such a long time, he probably hasn't even heard about the Digimon yet.

Robert: One thing bothers me… Isn't it weird that the Digimon seem to only appear in New York?

Chris: Unless there's news of other sightings in the country, or for that matter the world, that's all we know for sure.

Joey: *looks around* Where is she? She couldn't have gone far… Antylamon! Where are you?

Chris: Angelomon, see if you can sniff her out.

Angelomon: Gotchya, Chris. *sniffs around the ground, till he locks to her scent* This way! Come on! *walks briskly*

*With Angelomon hot on the trail, the group followed their little companion. For the next few minutes or so, Angelomon sniffed all around the ground, going from one end of the park to another. The teens simply looked confused, as if they were being led on a wild goose chase*

Joey: For a twenty-five foot tall rabbit, she's certainly good at hiding!

Chris: Just goes to show that Digimon should never be underestimated.

Angelomon: *jumps into a large clump of bushes* FOUND HER!!!

*Just then, Antylamon sat up straight from the bushes and towered over the group, with Angelomon perched along her shoulder-blade*

Robert: Wow… She IS a good hider.

Joey: Hey Antylamon!

Antylamon: *smiles* Hello, Joey.

Joey: Whatchya been doin' out here?

Antylamon: Oh, nothing… Just observing the sky. *sighs* Your clouds are so beautiful, but not as wondrous as the ones back home.

Robert: There are clouds in the Digital World?

Antylamon: Of course, practically hundreds of them. There's even an entire kingdom in one!

Robert: *raises an eyebrow* You're kidding…

Chris: How is that even possible?

Antylamon: It's really no different from any castle in your world. Course, the castle in general was built through a series of stratus, cirrus, and bits of cumulus clouds. It's mostly  a kingdom for the flying type Digimon. Not just any Digimon could set foot there, but it's one of the most beautiful kingdoms in our home.

Joey: *climbs up onto Antylamon's knee* Do you ever get…homesick?

Antylamon: Hmm, not really… This world is much more peaceful than the Digital World.

Joey: *raises an eyebrow* Really?

Antylamon: Yeah, I love it here, being with you guys. Everything about this place is just so…fascinating.

Angelomon: Blech! Girls are so mushy!

Robert: Peaceful? How is our world more peaceful than the Digital World?

Chris: *sarcastically* Maybe because there aren't any flesh eating monsters around?

Robert: *turns to Chris* You know what, Chris? Sometimes I think you are such a pain in the...

*Just then, Chris's phone began to ring from inside his pants pocket*

Chris: Ooh, hold on…*pulls out the phone and answers it* Yeah? *pause* Okay. *pause* See you soon. *pause* Yeah, I love you too. Bye. *hangs up and puts the phone away*

Robert: Your mom again?

Chris: Hardy-har… Yeah, she was just reminding me that dad's coming home in a few days. Told me I have to meet him at JFK Airport. You guys can come if you want…

Robert: JFK? He's coming home on a regular commercial airline?

Chris: Just because he spent years fighting in Afghanistan, doesn't mean he's not a normal person like you or me. What? You'd really think he come home in a helicopter or something?

Robert: Okay, okay. I was just asking…

Joey: What about our Digimon?

Chris: I don't exactly want to start a panic, but I guess they could wait nearby…

Joey: *turns to Antylamon* Sound cool to you, Antylamon?

Antylamon: Yeah, I guess that sounds fair.

Robert: Well then, we should probably get going. *smirks to Chris* Mom's probably expecting us, anyway.

Chris: *smirks and points fingers* You better watch what you say, Robert… I never joke.

Joey: *waves to Antylamon* See you later, Antylamon!

Antylamon: Goodbye, Joey. *smiles* See you tomorrow. *fades back into the forest*

*As, Robert, Joey, Chris, and Angelomon made their way out of the park, Robert slowed down and allowed Chris and Joey to walk past him. Joey looked back curiously, but Robert motioned with a nod to just keep going. Joey understood and followed Chris, who didn't really care if anyone followed him. He walked back toward the trees, where Antyalmon practically blended with them*

Robert: Antylamon, wait! *hears nothing for a moment* Pajiramon said something about Renamon being some "General" back in the Digital World. Is there something I should know about? Should this concern me or my friends?

*Robert waited for an answer, but Antylamon neither came out or even said a word. Robert let loose a grunt of frustration. He was getting sick of his own friends keeping secrets from him. But Robert knew she must've known something and it must've been highly important to keep it a secret. Still, it felt to Robert that their Digimon didn't trust him or his friends*

Robert: Fine… *calls out* Fine then! Don't answer! But just remember, one of these days we will find out whether you tell us or not. Frankly, I'd much rather be told than to wait. *walks away*

*As Robert walked away out of the woods, catching up to Chris and Joey, Antylamon actually watched him leave through the trees. She heard every word that Robert said, but she was not tempted to say a word. She simply remained in position, watching the human leave, though she did feel bad for Robert. Still, she promised not to say a word… The last thing Antylamon ever wanted was to break a promise*

*As soon as they were outside Central Park, the gang took the time to discuss the plans for when Chris' dad came home*

Chris: So… What to do…

Robert: Well, why don't we throw a party for your dad, dude?

Chris: Hmm… I guess…

Joey: What does your dad like?

Chris: *eyes Joey* Food…

Joey: Well, duh! I mean, what kind of food?

Chris: Oh, the usual junk. Pizza, tacos, burritos. But he definitely likes salad. So long as there's salad, he won't mind. It's a welcome party, not lunch at the Ritz.

Robert: So, he's a real salad, junkie, eh?

Chris: Eh, not really. My mom's kinda the dictator on healthy eating. So we have to balance it out.

Robert: *nods* Thought so.

Angelomon: YAY!!!! FOOD!!!!

Chris: By the way, the Digimon are allowed to come. I've already told my mom about Angelomon yesterday and she's okay with it. Dad on the other hand… I don't know how he'll react when we tell him.

Joey: So she didn't freak out after seeing a talking puppy with wings?

Chris: Nah… Well, she did at first, but it seems they have some sort of mutual bond when it comes to television… *sighs* They both just LOVE soap operas…

Robert: *raises an eyebrow* Really?

Angelomon: TV, TV, LOTS MORE TV FOR ME!!!!

Chris: I SWEAR IF YOU DON'T BE QUIET, I'LL PUT YOU IN ONE!!!!

Robert: Great, so now he's a teleholic.

Chris: *sighs* Yeah…

Joey: So, it's okay for you to tell your mom, but not your dad?

Chris: It's been…so long, since I've seen him. I hardly get to talk to him as much. I do know most soldiers find it hard to adjust to the changes here. If my Dad were to meet one of these creatures, I don't know how he'll take it. I do want to make this work for both of us, I just don't know how.

Robert: Just be glad you even have a dad. Joey and I…well, we're not so fortunate.

Chris: I know, dude… You don't have to tell me…

*A few days later, onboard a large 747 jet plane, Chris' dad: Commander Norman Christie, was seated in a window seat, casually reading a novelette. Like most soldiers in the army, his hair was cut short as part of some strict military requirement. His garbs consisted of a camouflage suit he had worn previously in several battles during his time.

Captain: *on the loudspeaker* Attention passengers, this is your captain speaking. We will be landing in JFK airport in a just few minutes. So please, fasten your safety belts now.

Norman: *puts down his novelette and does his safety belt up* About time.

Flight Attendant: *approaches him* Need anything before we land sir?

Norman: Oh, No, thank you. I'm fine.

*The Flight Attendant gave a polite nod and strolled off to check on the other passengers up front. Once she left, Norman reached for the cell phone in his pants pocket. He slid the screen and typed in his phone password. Soon, he accessed the photos app and scrolled down through several pictures. He stopped at his favorite photograph: A picture of him with his family a few years ago. He stood over by the sunset with an arm over his wife and his son, Chris, in front of them. He was so young back then and much different than he was now. Looking at this photo brought back so many memories and he missed every minute of it. Still, returning home after all these years, it would all be worth it*

*In a few minutes, the plane was just about close to landing. The passengers were all buckled up and were waiting for the airport to come into view. The plane went through quite a bit of turbulence along the way, but most of the passengers were already used to it by now*

Norman: *sighs* Home sweet home…

*Suddenly, a loud rumbling was heard from outside the plane. For a moment, Norman thought that perhaps this was merely turbulence again. But then it hit the plane again, only this time, more violently, and soon the plane started to shake greatly, causing several passengers to look about rather confused*

Norman: *looks around, confused* What the hell was that?

*Suddenly, Norman noticed something rather strange. The spot where he was sitting began to glow a bright orange. But not from the light on the console above him. He turned around, to look out the window, and in a state of shock he found himself staring at a giant orange, reptilian eye. Worst of all: It was staring right back at him*

Norman: *eyes widen* JESUS!!!

*In the meantime, Robert, Chris, and Joey had been walking down the sidewalk. They would've been to the airport by now, but certainly not by walking. One thing they found annoying about being in New York was how frustrating it was trying to hail a taxi. None of the cab drivers seemed to stop for anyone living in the city*

Joey: Come on, stop for us, already!!

Robert: That's life in the big city, Joey. *looks to Chris* So… Can't wait to see your dad again, dude?

Chris: Not as much as me… I hope he hasn't been hurt or anything.

Joey: You know what? Maybe he'll come home with one of those prosthetic arm things. Now that would be cool!

Chris: *stares violently at Joey* DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT, JOEY, OR I'LL KILL YOU!!!

Joey: *recoils in fear* YAH!!!

Robert: *grabs Chris' shoulder* Hey, chill out dude! That's my brother you're yelling at!

Chris: *pause* Well, I don't care if I was yelling at your sister. It's still wrong to joke about stuff like that…

Joey: I'm sorry.

Chris: *sighs* Whatever…

*On their way to the airport, the group just happened to pass by a television store, where a variety of television screens were displayed behind the store window. Something stopped the group and caused them to turn around. For on one of the screens, a news report was currently on the air*

Announcer on TV: We interrupt our regularly scheduled program to bring you this special news bulletin…

*The screen then flashed to a field reporter standing in front of what appeared to be part of an airport*

Field Reporter on TV: I'm here at JFK airport where… Um… You won't believe this, but… The airport is being attacked by…two large dinosaurs. We don't know how they got here, but we have confirmed their identities as a T-Rex and a Monoclonius.

*The screen then switched to two dinosaurian Digimon attacking JFK airport, stomping on cars and tearing apart airplanes with their claws and teeth. One of the Digimon was red with black stripes and a white belly, with green plates running down its back, and resembled a T-Rex. This was Tyrannomon. The other stood on four legs and was gray with black armored plating covering it's back, along with a large frill on the back of its skull and a long black horn on it's nose. This was Monochromon*

Robert: *eyes widen* That's JFK!!

Chris: *eyes widen in realization* Dad!!! *turns and runs off* ANGELOMON, GET OVER HERE NOW!!!!

Angelomon: *flies in from the sky and flies next to Chris* On your six, Chris!!

Robert: Renamon, I need you!!

Renamon: *teleports next to Robert and runs alongside him* I'm one step ahead of you, Robert.

Robert: *pulls out his digivice* DIGIVOLVE!!!!

Renamon: *digivolves* Renamon digivolve to…KYUBIMON!!!

Robert: *grabs onto Kyubimon's collar and hops onto her back* Let's go!!

Chris: *pulls out his digivice* You too, Angelomon… DIGIVOLVE!!!

Robert: Hurry! We need to get to JFK airport, on the double!!

Angelomon: *digivolves* Angelomon digivolve to…PLUSANGELOMON!!!!

Chris: Hold up! *jumps atop Kyubimon and sits behind Robert* There we go!

Robert: *points forward* JFK airport, and step on it!!

Chris: *takes out his cell phone and calls up Mike* Mike, it's Chris! Get over to JFK airport NOW!! My dad might be in trouble!!

*The two Champion Digimon rushed off as fast as they possibly could. They were still a long way from JFK airport,but they were determined to get there at all costs. Unfortunately, Joey got left behind the dust and just couldn't keep up with the much bigger Digimon*

Joey: Hey!!! *pants* Wait for me! C'mon! *runs as fast as he can, but stops, breathing heavily* Dang it! How am I supposed to catch up to them now?

*Just then, Antylamon ran up from behind Joey and lifted him up onto her shoulder*

Joey: *eyes widen* Whoa! *turns to Antylamon* Antylamon?

Antylamon: *smiles* Thought you could use a lift, Joey!

Joey: *smiles* All right! *points outward* Follow Kyubimon and PlusAngelomon!!

*Eventually, the Heroes and their Digimon finally arrived at the airport. Course by the time they got there, Tyrannomon was already causing enough damage. By now, they witnessed Tyrannomon taking out half of an empty aircraft perched on the landing strip*

Joey: *eyes widen* Whoa!!

Robert: Eat your heart out, Michael Bay!

Chris: PlusAngelomon, we've got to evacuate all the passengers!

Tyrannomon: *turns to see the Heroes and their Digimon* RAWR!!!! *fires a fireball from his mouth at PlusAngelomon*

Chris: *eyes widen* DUCK!!!

PlusAngelomon: Whoa!! *dodges the fireball* Whew! That was a close one, wasn't it?

Chris: Ow!! *slaps the flame off his pants* Yeah… "Too" close.

Robert: *pulls out his digivice and scans Tyrannomon* Tyrannomon. A Champion level, Data type, Dinosaur Digimon. His attacks are Fire Blast, Slash Claw, and Dino Kick. *looks to Kyubimon* Another one of your "General" friends?

Renamon: Robert, this REALLY isn't the best time for this.

Robert: Well, is he or isn't he?

Renamon: *motions to the Tyrannomon, raising an eyebrow* Does a wild rampaging Tyrannomon cut out for a General to you?

Robert: Well, no. I mean, he's not even talking.

Renamon: Quick lesson: Some Digimon are intelligent enough to obtain speech capabilities. A Tyrannomon is strictly an "animal".

Robert: So, in other words, we can't reason with him OR Monochromon?

Renamon: *monotone expression* No.

Chris: Hey! In case you've forgotten, we kinda have a CRISIS ON OUR HANDS HERE!!!

Robert: *to Renamon* This isn't over, just for the record. But for now… *turns to Tyrannomon* Time to kick some Jurassic ass!!

Chris: Okay, you two distract Tyrannomon! Joey, you and Antylamon distract the other one! PlusAngelomon and I will evacuate all the people!

Joey: Right!

Antylamon: You got it! *goes off to fight Monochromon*

Chris: *jumps off Kyubimon and runs off toward one of the airplanes* where's Mike when you need him?

*At that moment, just as the battle was taking place, Mike and ExVeemon soon arriveed onto the scene. They were undoubtedly late, but these two were all the more ready for a fight*

Mike: Hey guys!!

Chris: Fashionably late as usual?

Tyrannomon: RAWR!!! *fires a fireball at ExVeemon*

Mike: Whoa! *ducks out of the way of the fireball* Well that's a fine hello!

ExVeemon: I got this! VEE LASER!!!!

Tyrannomon: *is hit in the shoulder by the attack* RAWR!!!

*Meanwhile, Chris arrived at one of the crippled airplanes, along with PlusAngelomon, Chris assisted some of the passengers safely off the plane. Course, they didn't even stop to say their thanks, as the terrified passengers rushed as far away from the area as possible*

Chris: Move it, people!! C'mon, c'mon!! Everybody out!! Everything's gonna be all right!

*Just then, Chris spotted a tall man struggling out of his seat inside the plane. Just then, he saw Chris and ran towards him. It didn't take Chris long to realize that it was his dad. But now wasn't the time for a warm heart tugging reunion, he had to help the people get off the plane before Tyrannomon came back for another attack*

Norman: Chris, what are you doing here?

Chris: Not now, dad, you have to get out of here!

Norman: Not until you tell me what's going on and how you got here.

Chris: I'll explain everything when this over! NOW GO!!!

*Without uttering another word, Norman ran off, following the rest of the passengers away from the combat zone. Chris felt guilty for having to send off his father like that, but he wouldn't have done so if he didn't care for his father that much. Little did he know, however, just as Chris turned back to the battle, Norman quickly ran off to the side when his son wasn't looking. As a veteran soldier, Norman would not allow his son to get hurt. Besides, nobody gave orders to him except his higher superior*

*Meanwhile, Joey and Antylamon faced off against Monochromon, the two Digimon stood poised in combat waiting for the other to make the first move. A face off as intense as a standoff in an old western*

Joey: Time to see what we're up against. *takes out his digivice and scans Monochromon* Monochromon. A Champion level, Data type, Dinosaur Digimon. His attacks are Volcanic Strike and Slamming Attack.

Antylamon: He doesn't look so tough! We can take this fossil with legs!

Monochromon: RAAAAHHHHRRRR!!!! *charges towards Joey and Antylamon*

Joey: Well, go on!! Take him!!

*Suddenly, just before Antylamon could make a move, a series of gunshots went off from out of nowhere. One of the bullets managed to bounce off of Monochromon's shoulder. While it barely nicked the creature's thick hide, it was enough to distract the beast. Joey and Antylamon quickly turned to see that it was Chris's dad that had fired the shot. Though his gun didn't do enough damage, Norman was constantly firing shot after shot towards the armored Digimon*

Joey: It's Chris' dad!

Antylamon: What does he think he's doing?!

*During the fight, Chris was high in the air riding atop PlusAngelomon. It was at this moment, Chris saw his father assaulting the Digimon with his magnum. But judging by how that was going, it only made Monochromon angry as he charged toward Norman. He ran as fast as he could, but he could not escape the bigger Digimon. He motioned his partner down to the ground and PlusAngelomon managed to deliver a swift uppercut, knocking some wind out of Monochromon for a moment. As his partner remained inches above the ground, Chris hops off and runs toward his dad*

Chris: Dad, what the hell are you doing?! I told you to get away from here and let us handle this!!

Norman: That is a negative, young man! It's my duty as a soldier to protect the innocent, especially my family! I will not allow you to throw your life away and--

*Just then, PlusAngelmon grabbed Norman and took him away with the rest of the passengers*

Norman: HEY!!!

Chris: Sorry, dad…

PlusAngelomon: *gently drops Norman off at a safe distance* Everything's all right, sir. Chris knows what he's doing; he'll be fine. *flies back into battle*

Norman: *watches PlusAngelomon fly off* What the hell is going on…?

*Meanwhile, Tyrannomon ran towards Robert, who at first attempted to stand still thinking the beast wouldn't see him if he didn't move. But then Robert paniced and started running as fast as he could, nearly dodging Tyrannomon's attempt to chomp him. Robert continued to run, but didn't notice a piece of gear in his way and trips over, turning over as Tyrannomon slowly arched his jaw towards him*

Robert: AAAAHHHH!!!!

Kyubimon: DRAGON WHEEL!!!! *hits Tyrannomon, knocking him away from Robert*

Robert: *looks to Kyubimon* Thanks! *jumps back onto Kyubimon's back* Chris, come on!

Chris: Right! *runs toward Robert, grabs his hand, and jumps onto Kyubimon's back, behind him* Okay, time to put this guy back on the extinction list!!

Kyubimon: FOX TAIL INFERNO!!!! *fires at Tyrannomon*

Tyrannomon: *dodges the attack* GRRRR!!!!

Robert: *sweat drops* Apparently we underestimated his intelligence! Either that or someone's been eating their "Brain Grain" today!

Chris: *raises an eyebrow* Dude, did you seriously make a reference to a non-Disney animated movie from the 90s? *sighs* Loser…

Robert: *frowns* How about less "sarcasm" and more "ass-kicking"?

Chris: Fair enough.

*Meanwhile, Joey and Antylamon still had to deal with Monochromon. It turned out taking down this guy was proving tougher than they thought. Regardless, Antylamon kept giving everything she got*

Antylamon: BUNNY BLADES!!!! *hits Monochromon in the face*

Joey: Oh yeah! Slice and dice 'em, Antylamon!

*Suddenly, Tyrannomon rushed forward, attempting to assault Antylamon with his massive claws. Kyubimon caught the attempt and quickly blocked the attack. A huge sacrifice on her end, as Kyubimon got slashed across the chest and face*

Kyubimon: URG!!! *is thrown to the side from the collision*

Robert: *eyes widen* KYUBIMON!!! *rushes to her side* Are you okay!?

Kyubimon: *struggles to get up* I'm…fine, Robert.

Robert: *shakes his head* No you're not! You're hurt! Badly!

Kyubimon: *gets up* I…will not…be stopped…by a scratch! I've never backed out of a fight and I won't do so now!

Antylamon: Joey, I need you to jump onto Kyubimon! I'm gonna need both hands in order to handle this guy on my own, and I don't want you getting hurt!

Joey: Roger! *jumps onto Kyubimon's back, behind Chris* Knock 'em dead, partner!

Mike: Go, ExVeemon!!

ExVeemon: *attacks Tyrannomon but is knocked down by Tyrannomon* YAH!!!!

Antylamon: ExVeemon! *tries to fight, but is knocked away by Monochromon* AAAHHH!!!

Joey: Antylamon, no!!

Robert: Damn, these Digimon are tougher than we thought!

Mike: EXVEEMON!! COME ON, BUDDY, GET UP!!!!

Tyrannomon: RAWR!!!! *launches a fireball at Chris*

Robert: Chris, look out!!!

Chris: Huh? *sees the fireball* OH CRAP!!!!

All Boys: CHRIS!!!!

???: DESOLATION CLAW!!!!

*Suddenly, they heard an anonymous voice shout out and a mysterious figure attacked from out of nowhere. As swift as lightning, it managed to eliminate both the fireball and Tyrannomon simultaneously as the Dinosaur Digimon dissolved into a flurry of pixels*

Robert: *eyes widen* W-What just happened…?

???: Cyberdramon!!

*The Heroes and their Digimon looked to the sky, spotting an older Asian boy with long silver hair. This kid was garbed with a gray t-shirt covered with a jacket, with a darker shade of gray. On his arm, he had a black cast-like band of sorts that matched his black jeans. In addition, he also wore sneakers with the same colors as the majority of his clothes. They watched him fly through the air on top of a large dragon type Digimon with black metallic armor, four red wings, and a silver helmet on its head, covering its eyes. This was Cyberdramon*

Kid: *eyes Monochromon* Wipe him out!!

*Cyberdramon let loose a grunt, as if saying he agreed. He then charged towards Monochromon, who charged toward the new challenger as the kids and their partners watch flabbergasted*

Joey: Whoa! Who the heck is that guy?

Mike: No clue, but man is he kicking so much ass right now!!

Cyberdramon: Cyber Nail!!! *slashes Monochromon with his claws*

Monochromon: RAAAWWWRRR!!! *dissolves into a stream of data*

ExVeemon: *jaw drops* Did you all just see that…?

Antylamon: He made it look so easy…

*Soon, Cyberdramon landed and the mysterious boy jumped off onto the ground. Not long after, Robert and the others, along with their Digimon, greet the newcomers*

Chris: Thanks for the help, but… Who are you?

Kid: Name's Rixu. *points to Cyberdramon* And this is Cyberdramon.

Joey: Uh… Nice to meet you both.

Robert: *takes out his Digivice* May I?

Rixu: Whatever.

Robert: *scans Cyberdramon* Cyberdramon. An Ultimate Level, Vaccine type, Cyborg Digimon. His attacks are Desolation Claw and Cyber Nail.

Rixu: That's…weird. *overlooks the area* Another successful battle… Another waste of time, as usual.

*Just then, PlusAngelomon descended from the sky and landed beside the other Digimon, who were looking at the newcomer and his Digimon*

PlusAngelomon: *whispers to ExVeemon* Is that who I think it is?

ExVeemon: Oh yeah... And boy, he hasn't changed a bit.

PlusAngelomon: *slowly approaches Cyberdramon* Thanks for saving my friend. *extends his hand*

Cybradramon: *just shrugs it off* Eh… No problem.

PlusAngelomon: *turns to ExVeemon* You're right; he hasn't changed a bit.

Robert: I'm Robert. *points to the others* This is my brother, Joey, and my friends, Chris and Mike.

Joey: It's great to meet you. *points to Antylamon* That's my Digimon, Antylamon.

Antylamon: The pleasure's all mine.

Rixu: *raises an eyebrow* Yeah… Okay.

Mike: Not much of a talker, are ya?

???: Chris?

*The group turned to see Chris' dad walking towards them. Along the way, he'd looked all over the nearly torn airstrip with a look of shock and amazement*

Norman: What the hell's been going on around here? *motions to the Digimon* What are those things?

Robert: Mr. Christie, I know you're confused and I want you to know we'll explain everything… But all the same, it's good to see you again.

Norman: *pause* I come home from a war overseas…only to end up on a battlefield with giant monsters?

Robert: "Digital" Monsters, actually. Like I said, it's complicated to explain. But they're not all vicious.

PlusAngelomon: *kneels down to get a closer look at Norman* Take me for instance. Hi, I'm PlusAngelomon, Chris' partner.

Norman: *looks up at PlusAngelomon, looking a bit nervous* Uh… Nice to meet you…I think.

Robert: *looks to Rixu* So…. Rixu, is it?

Rixu: *seemingly showing little attention* Uh-huh.

Robert: We were wondering, since you just saved us and all, if you'd be interested in teaming up with us. We'd like to make you an honorary member of our team, the Digimon Heroes.

Rixu: *raises an eyebrow* Digimon Heroes?

Chris: *sarcastically* Clever, isn't it?

Rixu: Hmm… Thanks…but no thanks, kid.

Robert: *raises an eyebrow in annoyance* Kid? I'm not that much younger than you are.

Rixu: Whatever. Fact is, kid, Cyberdramon and I are loners… We don't need anyone else and we don't take orders.

Robert: Then why did you help us out?

Mike: For that matter, aren't you surprised to see other people with Digimon other than yourself?

Rixu: We have our reasons. These days, nothing surprises me. Never has, never will.

Joey: *looks to Antylamon* Kind of a jerk, isn't he?

*Suddenly, a groan of pain was heard within the group. The team turned to see Kyubimon collapsing onto the ground before their eyes, and then de-digivolving back to Renamon, only to lay completely motionless on the ground*

Robert: *eyes widen* Renamon!! *rushes to her side* Renamon! Renamon, are you all right?

Renamon: *struggles to get up* I told you… I'm fine… *collapses*

Robert: No! No, don't move. *hugs her tightly* It's okay, I'm here…

*Just then, Robert felt something wet against his shirt. He leaned Renamon back and noticed something horrifying: Fresh blood stains pressed against his shirt. That's when he turned and noticed blood on Renamon's face, arm, and chest. Robert had never seen this happen before and seeing this left horror on his face*

Robert: Renamon! *turns to the others* She's bleeding!!

Chris: What?!

Mike: Digimon can bleed?

Robert: *shakes Renamon* Renamon?! Renamon, c'mon!! Wake up!! Renamon!! *puts he ear to Renamon's chest* She's not breathing!

Antylamon: Oh no! *walks up to Robert and Renamon* I was afraid this was going to happen!

Joey: *runs up and sees Renamon's injuries* Whoa! Did…Tyrannomon do that to her?

Antylamon: It's more than that… She needs medical treatment and she needs it now!

Mike: Well, we can't just take her to the hospital!

Robert: But we can't leave her like this! She needs our help!

Chris: *eyes widen in realization* Dad! *runs over to his dad and grabs his hand* Dad, dad! You can do it! You can help her!

Norman: But…I've never treated a creature like her before.

Chris: Please, dad! You've got to try! We can't risk taking her to the hospital and you're the only one here with medical experience.

Norman: *pause* All right. I'll see what I can do. *pulls a medical kit from his bag* Roll her over, but gently.

Robert: *sets Renamon down and rolls her over* I… I don't understand. The other Digimon didn't even get a bruise when they were attacked. What's happening?

*Norman didn't respond, and instead went to work on Renamon, lifting her mouth slightly and sliding some antibiotics inside. He assisted Renamon by moving her jaw ever so gently to help her chew the pills and massaged her throat to help swallow them*

Norman: *puts an ear to Renamon's nose* She's still not breathing!

*Norman then attempted CPR on Renamon. He pressed down on her stomach a number of times and blew air through her mouth twice. He repeated this once, twice, and a third time for an extra measure. But their fears worsened still; Renamon still wasn't breathing.

Norman: *shakes his head* It's worse than I thought… She's gone into cardiac arrest!

Robert: *tears stream down his face* Oh god! What do we do?!

Norman: *takes out a needle from his bag* I'm going to try to give her some adrenaline. *inserts the needle through a vein in Renamon's arm and injects the adrenaline* All right, now I'm gonna try CPR again. Cross your fingers, boys.

*Norman repeated the process on Renamon. Pushing his hands on her chest and blowing a puff of air into her lungs, Norman continued to do so, attempting to bring life back to Renamon. Suddenly, Renamon began coughing as a bit of blood came streaming out of the corner of her mouth*

Norman: She's breathing! She's breathing!

Robert: Oh, thank God!

Mike: Way to go, fox gal!

Rixu: Hmm... Impressive.

*Once that was taken care of, Norman wrapped a bandage around her arm, chest, and face to prevent infection and to keep as much blood in her system as possible*

Chris: Is she gonna be okay, dad?

Norman: I don't know… She's stabilized, that's the good news… But she's also lost a lot of blood. She's gonna need proper medical care if she's gonna survive.

Chris: The only proper medical care is in a hospital. But not just "anyone" is going to treat a Digimon.

*At that moment, several military trucks pulled up at the scene. The gang turned to see the trucks, just as General Stanford stepped out of the lead truck. He approached the Heroes as they stood close to the injured Renamon*

General Stanford: Hello, boys. *sees Chris' dad* Commander Christie?

Norman: Y-Yes…?

General Stanford: *extends his hand* General Gregory Stanford, National Guard. Pleasure to meet you, soldier.

Norman: *shakes Stanford's hand* Pleasure's all mine, sir. But this is an emergency: This fox is hurt badly. I've done the best I could, but she won't last long unless she gets to a medical facility.

General Stanford: *nods and turns to his men* You heard him, men: Take her to the hospital, but put her in a private wing so no one can see her!! On the double!

Soldiers: SIR, YES SIR!!!!

*Two of the soldiers pulled out a stretcher from one of their trucks and slowly placed Renamon onto it. Soon, they rolled her back into the truck as the group followed anxiously*

Robert: Is she gonna be all right? Are you sure you can help her?

General Stanford: We hope so, son. Don't worry; we'll take good care of her.

Chris: Yeah, Rob. The National Guard have some of the best doctors in the world.

Joey: It'll be okay, Robert.

Robert: I know, I just…I just can't lose her… I just can't! *a tear rolls down his face*

Chris: *puts his arms on Robert's shoulders* C'mon, Rob, she's a fighter! She'll fight her way out of this! You're NOT gonna lose her! Do you understand me?

Robert: *wipes away his tears* Okay. *hugs Chris* Thanks, Chris.

Chris: *moves his arms* Hey, don't get mushy on me, pal! *scoops up some of Renamon's blood with a piece of broken glass he found on the ground* I'm gonna see if I can run a test on this blood sample.

Norman: What are you hoping to find in it, Chris?

Chris: Trust me, Dad. *takes a good look at the blood* We're definitely going to need this blood.

Norman: Okay. But afterwards, you tell me everything you know about your new "friends".

Chris: That's a promise. *looks to Rixu* You coming, Riku?

Rixu: *annoyed* It's Rixu…

*It was evening by the time everyone and their Digimon (minus Renamon and Antylamon) gathered in Chris's house. In the amount of time they'd been there, Chris was using a microscope to examine a sample of Renamon's blood. After some amount of convincing, the group got Rixu to come with them along with Monodramon, Cyberdramon's Rookie form. Monodramon looked like a miniature purple dragon of sorts. He had bat-like wings attached to both of his hands, metallic claws on his fingers and toes, and what appeared to be a horn growing behind his head*

Joey: *takes out his digivice and scans Monodramon* Monodramon. A Rookie level, Vaccine type, Mini Dragon Digimon. Attacks are Cracking Bite and Beat Knuckle.

Monodramon: Don't let my size fool you. I enjoy a good brawl as much as the next Digimon.

Joey: Sure, little guy. Whatever you say.

Rixu: *looks to Chris* Well, what's the status?

Chris: *enhances the images with the laptop so the others could all see* One word: Weird.

Rixu: What?

Robert: What is it?

Chris: Well… *shows them the image on the screen* Her blood doesn't have the same structure of human blood… We're talking about something completely different…

*On the screen, everyone could see Renamon's blood. But unlike seeing blood cells, red or white, instead they saw random numbers all over the screen. Numbers, or at least blood cells shaped like numbers. To the team, it looked like they were seeing some form of data, but in a more organic state*

Joey: Are those numbers?

Chris: Close. But these are more than just numbers… *zooms in* This is a binary code... The blood cells are practically shaped like numbers.

Robert: Well, that kinda makes sense. I mean, they ARE digital beings, after all. But something still bothers me. All the previous Digimon we fought just dissolved into data when we killed them. So how could Renamon bleed?

Mike: Didn't…she say that some Digimon needed data to survive?

Veemon: Yeah. Remember Pajiramon?

Riku: *raises an eyebrow* Pajiramon?

Chris: Long story… Anyways, Renamon said she and the others didn't need to eat data because they weren't viruses.

Robert: Hmm… Try another Digimon, see if their blood's the same as Renamon's.

Chris: Okay, but who's gonna volunteer? *looks at Angelomon*

Angelomon: What? *eyes widen in realization* Oh no! No, no, no! You're not sticking a needle in me!

Monodramon: *tightly grips Angelomon* Sorry buddy, but now's no time to turn chicken!

Angemolon: *struggles in Monodramon's grip and whines as Chris takes out a needle* It won't hurt, will it?

Chris: It won't hurt, Angelomon, I promise. Now just relax and hold still.

*Chris stuck the needle into Angelomon's arm, the little Digimon giving a tiny yelp as Chris sucked the blood into the needle. Gently, he lifted out the needle, aimed it to a piece of glass and gently laid a small bit onto it. He then took the sample and put it in his microscope to see if Angelomon was going through any change*

Chris: Okay, here we go. *clicks around* Hmm… It's the same as Renamon's.

Robert: You mean, it's organic numbers too?

Chris: Yeah... I think I have a theory.

Joey: What is it?

Chris: I think that the Digimon's skin is like a protective shell of their data based insides, and as soon as something like their blood comes into contact with our organic air, then it becomes organic as well… As if it adapts to our environment…

Robert: But if that were true, wouldn't Tyrannomon and Monochromon have bled too?

Chris: Well, remember when we found out that the Digimon were originally a computer virus designed to attack computers? Unlike the Digimon we fight, none of them barely here for more than a day, Renamon and the others have been in on Earth much longer than the others. So if my theory is correct, over time, the outer shell would fade away and thus they became more adaptable to our environment, while still retaining their abilities. But if this were to happen to a mass outbreak of Digimon and they remain in our world as long as our partners have…we'd be looking at total world conquest…

Joey: *eyes widen* Whoa! Not good, man!

Robert: *scratches his head* But this still doesn't make any sense. Not all Digimon could be evil.

Chris: Then what about the Tyrannomon who just "happened" to be at the airport and practically took out half an airplane?

Robert: I don't think he seemed evil. He acted more like a wild animal, the same as Monochromon.

Joey: *raises an eyebrow* Is that bad?

Chris: Probably not. If some of the Digimon who emerge in New York ARE like wild animals, then just think of what these creatures are capable of. Digimon are programmed to consume all forms of data, no matter where they get it from. Suppose they took out a hospital computer system and it spread to other hospitals… We'd be under national chaos! And yet they wouldn't help themselves because of "animal instincts".

Mike: *sarcastically* Great! One MORE thing to worry about!

Chris: However, considering what we've done these past few days, I'm certain we can still hold them off. I mean, so far we haven't faced a Digimon that's been a HUGE threat to us. So long as we keep this up, chaos will be the last thing to worry about. Right now, we need to focus on Renamon's well-being. Hopefully, the military's surgeons are taking special care of her at the hospital.

Robert: *sighs* I hope so… I can't lose anyone else important in my life.

Joey: Maybe we can go and visit her at the hospital tomorrow. Would that cheer you up?

Chris: *shrugs* What else would?

Robert: *sighs* Okay. I just hope they even LET us visit her.

Rixu: Well, I don't know about you lot, but I'm out. Monodramon, we're leaving. *leaves Chris' room*

Monodramon: *follows Rixu out the room* Coming, Rixu!

Mike: Ugh, what an ass!

Veemon: Yeah, seriously!

Mike: I mean, I know he saved us and all, but how on Earth does a jerk like him get a Digimon partner in the first place?

Robert: I think that's a mystery for another day, Mike. For now, let's just see what happens next.