Standard Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. (throws a shuriken in your eye)

Author's Notes: Well…we're now onto the third part of the Zero 2 saga. It's been almost 10 months since my last new entry (Housemates), and I hope to get finished with the fourth part by summer. So yah.

In any case, FFnet has declared replying to reviews as…ILLEGAL!

(SHOCKGASPPILLAGEPLUNDERROAR)

Yeah. I'm ticked. And the solution they offer (e-mail) is also crap. I want EVERYONE to see my replies to YOUR reviews; it's my way of communicating with my readers…but don't fret.

In the next chapter, I'll provide the link to a forum where – from now on – I'll post replies to every review. You don't need a forum ID to view the reviews…but it's free to join the forum, and only requires an e-mail address to confirm your password. This way, even though it's primarily for my review replying, you can also provide input and ideas. Who knows; I haven't put down the 'details' in a few of my fics (especially Past Journeys. Oh Lord, that'll be a biggy.) as of yet…so you can still help out. ;)

And plus…it's a place for readers to converse. Ironically, it's a board that's set by none other than 'The Great Baka Usagi' (former FFnet name: PikaChan), a reader of my Final Fantasy story. So if you feel like going…well, just wait until the next chapter!

Also, I put the link to the Pranks page on my bio. Go looky!

Now…BEGIN!

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The universe.

The Milky Way Galaxy.

The Solar System.

Earth.

Asia.

Japan.

Tokyo.

The Odaiba District.

The docks at Tokyo Bay.

Warehouse #7.

Within, three figures are shrouded in shadow, as invisible as the air. The darkness was their element; as practitioners of the three ninja arts can attest to.

"Tomorrow's the day, gentlemen."

"You're sure Ninjamon?"

"Yes Genjamon," replied Ninjamon in the darkness. "They will all be gathering in a park for a little fun in the snow…"

Taijamon snorted. "They don't sound like the mighty warriors who defeated UmbraDevimon, the Demon Corps, and BelialMyotismon. You sure this 'Shurimon' is all you claim him to be?"

Ninjamon nodded. "Yes…I'm definitely sure. I know without a doubt…he will prove to be a most excellent opponent."

"I still say this is a bad decision," whispered Genjamon. "Normally, I wouldn't mind a long-awaited battle…but I have doubts as to what will come of tomorrow."

Ninjamon chuckled in the darkness. "Rest assured, tomorrow…we shall defeat Shurimon in an honorable battle to the death." As his laughter echoed through the empty warehouse, a snowstorm roared on the outside, clouding Odaiba in white.

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Zero 2: Battle of the Shinobi

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/Park, Odaiba, Friday, December 23rd, 3:45 PM/

"ACHOO!"

"Still haven't gotten over that cold?" asked Kari. In reply, Yolei only shook her head as she rubbed her nose. Due to a recent 'incident' (chasing Davis in public with only a towel on), she had gotten a rather nasty cold.

That had been less than a week ago.

And now, it was December 23rd. A national holiday, for it was the celebration of the Emperor's Birthday. And thus, this meant one thing.

SCHOOL'S OUT!

So the Digidestined – both new and old – had gathered in a park to spend the day amongst the snow-covered grass and the barren cherry blossom trees. The snow was light and fluffy; excellent for playing in. And by new and old…I mean everyone.

Tai Kamiya and Agumon.

Sora Takenouchi and Biyomon.

Matt Ishida and Gabumon.

Mimi Tachikawa and Palmon.

Izzy Izumi and Tentomon.

Joe Kido and Gomamon.

TK Takaishi and Patamon.

Kari Kamiya and Gatomon.

Davis Inoue and Veemon.

Yolei Inoue and Hawkmon.

Cody Hida and Armadillomon.

Ken Ichijouji and Wormmon.

Also, as the only non-Digidestined member of the group: Daichi Etsuya and Impmon.

And no, the Inoue after Davis is not a typo. If you're wondering why he's now a sibling of Yolei's, then you didn't read Housemates (read: shameless plug).

In any case, a good portion of the group was in the midst of a snowball war, split into two teams; humans and Digimon.

Davis, Tai, Daichi, TK, and Matt.

Veemon, Agumon, Impmon, Patamon, Gabumon, Hawkmon, Armadillomon, and Gomamon.

Okay, so it seemed one-sided. But then again, the humans had a definite size advantage…

"AERIAL BOMBARDMENT!" roared Tai as he threw several snowballs over their protective fortress wall, as did Davis, Daichi, and TK.

Hawkmon blanched. "Incoming!" He ducked down as snowballs pelted their position. Veemon, Agumon, and Gabumon quickly retaliated by providing covering fire (er, wait…covering snow? Eh, never mind). At this moment, Matt came out of hiding only to be smacked in the face by a snowball courtesy of Gabumon. "Sorry Matt!"

"Don't mention…it…"

As for TK's partner Patamon, he peered out of his hiding spot beneath the Digimon's fortress wall and yelled, "Are you guys ready?"

Impmon smirked as Armadillomon curled up into a ball. "Are youse kiddin'? I'm gonna send dis guy straight through em'!" The Rookie with a Brooklyn accent reared his foot…

Gomamon roared, "TAKE COVER!" The Digimon dove to the side.

…and kicked Armadillomon as hard as he could. Sending him over the wall and towards the human fort. As he rolled, he began picking up snow…becoming bigger…and bigger…AND BIGGER…

"HOLY…!" yelped Daichi as the giant snowball approached. The five humans gaped as they dove to the side, avoiding the Armadillo-Snowball as he tore through their fortress wall as if it were nothing more than papier-mâché. Moments latter, he came to a stop against the base of a tree.

Tai raised his head as snow gathered on his hair. "We made it."

And that's when the other Digimon stormed over their snow fort and bombarded them from close-range. "RAR!"

"WAH!" yelped the humans.

Joe sighed as he sipped some hot coffee from his dark blue thermos; as per usual, he had prepared for the cold, snowy day by wearing four extra layers of clothing. "Oh boy," muttered the Child of Reliability, his warm breath crystallizing into cold vapor mere inches from his mouth. "I hope they'll be careful. It's easy to get injured in the snow if you don't watch out."

"Technically Joe, the mere act of swallowing food is incredibly dangerous, as there's always the chance that your food or drink will go down the trachea instead of the esophagus, thus resulting in your lungs being contaminated," remarked Izzy as he worked on his pineapple laptop (yes, he brought with him to the park. Thanks to his new wireless card, he could access the Internet from everywhere in Tokyo. Sad thing is, he takes everywhere. Shouldn't he have upgraded to a new laptop by now anyway?), browsing a news article detailing a rogue Digimon attack in London, England. "So before you worry about the snow, worry about your next meal."

Joe rolled his eyes as he mildly retorted, "And that's why I chew with my mouth closed."

Tentomon gently poked Izzy's side and whispered, "You would've thought he'd loosen up by now."

"That's a statistical impossibility Tentomon," quietly replied Izzy with a smile.

Meanwhile, the spectators of this snowball fight were Sora, Mimi, Kari, Yolei, Cody, and Ken, along with their partners (well, except Yolei and Cody's).

Biyomon ruffled her feathers, ridding herself of the cold flakes. "My goodness…it's cold out here!"

"Y-you're telling m-m-me," stuttered Palmon as she frantically tried to find at least SOME fragment of soil around her; even if it was plain old dirt, it would've sufficed. Roots were not made for cold snow. However, Mimi dealt with her chilliness immediately. Her solution?

Putting Palmon inside her jacket. The plant Rookie cooed at the sudden warmth. "Ooh…thanks Mimi! I was about to become a veggiecicle!" Mimi merely smiled widely in response. "Think nothing of it!"

"If you don't mind my saying, that was an awful pun," cracked Gatomon as she calmly swallowed a mound of snow. It was nothing more than water to her.

"Come to think of it, we used to say a lot of puns back in the old days," muttered Biyomon with a thoughtful look. She glanced at her partner and asked, "Do you remember if we did?"

Sora sweatdropped a little at the remembrance of all the corny jokes everyone used to share with each other back in the old days, when it was just the original seven (and later, Kari). In a way, that had been one of their few methods of dealing with the stress…but thanks to the close proximity of home (what with the Digiports and all), one-liners and puns had become quite scarce. Except with Gomamon. "Well…I can remember."

Biyomon rolled her eyes. "The jokes were corny, weren't they?"

"You could say that, yeah," stuttered Sora with a nervous chuckle.

"SORA!"

Sora and Biyomon glanced at the battlefield to see Tai's head sticking out of a mound of snow. "Can you revive me? I need CPR!"

Biyomon sweatdropped. Sora only smiled as she got up, her brown boots leaving footprints in the snow. She knew what Tai was alluding to…and she didn't mind. It was all fun and games for the day; being festive and playful was all that mattered. The Child of Love stopped beside the mound of snow Tai was buried under and playfully joked, "You seem to be breathing just fine to me."

Tai held his breath.

Sora giggled. "Okay, okay." She quickly cleared away the snow covering her boyfriend (it wasn't that big of a mound; Tai could've gotten out if he wanted to) and knelt down, her legs protected from the cold by a few layers of sweatpants…what? It was really cold! "CPR eh?" She began pushing down on his heart with both palms.

Tai nearly smacked his head. "I mean the mouth-to-mouth part."

"And?"

Tai sweatdropped. "Bah. Can't you call it an early Christmas gift?"

Sora smiled as she leaned down and kissed her lifelong friend on the lips. "Aw, you're no fun to tease."

Tai grinned. "What can I say? I'm a stubborn mule."

"Pardon me."

Sora blinked as she was suddenly grabbed by Matt and turned around-

SPLAT!

Three snowballs slammed into her face. Matt sighed with relief. "Safe."

At that moment, Tai rose…WITH ANGER! "MATT…YOU USED MY GIRLFRIEND AS A SHIELD!"

"…oops." Matt could say nothing else before the Child of Courage bombarded him at close-range. Oddly enough, Sora took part as well. But then again, who likes getting hit in the face in the snowball?

From afar, Mimi, Kari, and Yolei sweatdropped. The Child of Sincerity muttered to Kari, "My goodness. You think Matt would know better than to incur the wrath of a female by now."

"What makes you say that?" asked Kari.

Mimi calmly explained, "Well, he's a celebrity. Lead singer and guitar player of the Teenage Wolves! He's been the subject of a lot of crushes…and I'm certain girls' boyfriends were jealous of him for being so popular with the ladies. I wouldn't be surprised if there was SOME time where he encountered a rather unsavory guy wanted to take him out so their girlfriend would stop swooning over him. So he has to know that using Sora as a shield from a snowball is going to make the boyfriend mad…in this case, Tai!"

"Don't forget Mimi that the human body tends to act on impulses from the mind first and foremost. For someone trying to get out of harm's way, they'll do whatever it takes to get to safety. And then when they calm down, they figure out the consequences of their actions later," finished Izzy.

"Please, no more heavy conversation," groaned Joe as he cleaned his glasses. "I have a rare day off from medical school, and I wanted to actually give my brain a time-out."

"ACHOO!"

Another sneeze from Yolei. Gatomon flicked at her tail momentarily for a moment before saying, "I think you should head home. Colds need warmth to go away, not more cold."

"Are you kidding?" retorted Yolei as she rubbed her nose, sporting a wide grin. "I'm not going to let a stupid cold beat me down! I'll be just fine, er, a, ACHOO!" Her sneeze nearly made her beanie fall off; but it didn't which was fortunate. Seeing as how her hair had yet to grow back completely (it was only about an inch or two long now), she had very little to keep her head insulated. "ACHOO!"

"Your sneezes would indicate otherwise," remarked Cody with a calm tone as he tried to sip some prune juice from a plastic container…what? He had grown updrinking prune juice like his grandfather. Quit looking at him like that.

And so that's how it was. A day off from school, and the Digidestined (plus Daichi and Impmon) were enjoying themselves, letting the snowy day pass by, bounding around in the sea of white that had covered the park.

As you all know by now, this certainly wouldn't do.

"What a pretty sight…"

Yolei blinked at that familiar voice. It was gnawing at her; who was it? "Huh…?" Turning around, she gazed up at a barren cherry blossom tree to see three figures standing on its branches. All of them were Digimon. One of them she recognized.

The one on the left was one she didn't recognize; but he was imposing enough, being as tall as she was. He was all limbs and tiny body. His skin was a light-yellow color, and his large arms and legs (the legs alone were five feet long; his arms were about one foot shorter, and his body itself took up the last foot of his height) were thick and muscular. The body, however, was no more than a little tiny orb with a face; by all logical means, it was only a head. He wore a green bodysuit, with the cuffs of the uniform ending at the ankles and wrists. White tape was wrapped around his fists: done for the purpose of support. He wore wooden sandals with black straps; enlarged for his particularly hefty feet. Finally, holes were cut in the body suit to reveal his blue eyes and toothy mouth. Right now, those blue eyes were staring at her.

The one the right was also one she did not recognize…and he was a lot smaller; only about the size of the one she DID recognize.. His entire body was covered by a black bodysuit that covered him from head-to-toe. To further add to his mysterious nature, he also wore a blue cape, complete with a hood that covered his eyes. His red eyes were like dots that stood out against the darkness of his face (in a way, he resembled Digitamamon's in that regard). Finally, his hands and feet were both covered by black leather gloves and shoes. Those red eyes regarded her with slight contempt.

And finally…there was the one stood between them. The one she recognized. At no more than three-and-a-half feet tall, his short, pudgy body was nothing more than an orb with long arms and short legs. His light-tan skin only could be seen around his chubby mouth and lower body, as chain mail covered his limbs. Red cloth fashioned into gloves and shoes covered his appendages. He wore a mask of red cloth, tied into a tight knot around the back of his head. He wore dark gray shoulder pads made of metal, and spikes jutted outward from them. A blue sheath was strapped to his back, and inside that sheath was a razor-sharp katana. Orange eyes stared out from the holes in his mask…eyes that stared at her intently.

"Ninjamon," gasped Yolei.

The Champion smirked. "Glad to see you remember me."

At this moment, Ken turned…and paled. "YOU!" Naturally, everyone stopped and turned. Pretty much everyone else was confused as to the sudden arrival of these new Digimon (although Gatomon felt her furs stand on edge…).

That is, except Davis. He merely waved and said, "Hi guys!"

Yolei's eyes bugged out of her head. "You KNOW these guys?"

"Yeah. So?" asked Davis, confused as to why.

Ninjamon giggled. "We've decided to come here to get what we came for to begin with…" He pulled out his katana and pointed it at Hawkmon. "Our promised duel with Shurimon! Now Armor-Digivolve, you little bird!"

"Duel? What the heck are they talking about?" demanded Daichi.

"Good question," muttered Ken.

Davis was merely confused even more. "Wait a second…what the heck are you talking about Ninjamon? 'Promised' duel?"

"Why boy, YOU certainly know. You made it possible," answered Ninjamon with a wicked smirk.

Yolei's eyes turned to Davis, the familiar ire of the female Inoue beginning to build up. "Davis…what is he talking about?"

"Allow me," said Genjamon, his voice sounding whispery. He pulled out a small scroll from his cloak and unrolled it. It was the very contract Davis had signed on December 12th…eleven days ago. "Ninjamon."

Ninjamon grabbed it and handed it to Taijamon. "Read it aloud."

The large Champion grabbed the contract and read it aloud clearly with his deep, growling voice.

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Dear the undersigned,

You, hereafter referred to as the first party, have agreed to entail the services of Genjamon, hereafter referred to as the second party. By agreeing to entail the services of the second party, you also, by rule of association, entail the possible resources and assistance of Genjamon's allies, hereafter referred to as the third party. By signing this contract, the first party is agreeing that all services of the second and third party are legally given with no other motives or drawbacks.

By signing this, the first party is ensuring that the second and third party's services will be used in ways that are fitting for their abilities. Doing otherwise would constitute a waste of precious time and resources. By signing this contract, the first party is agreeing that, should these services be entailed for reasons that are minor/trivial/insignificant/unimportant, compensation will be required. The terms by which this compensation will be enacted will be settled at a later date.

By signing this, the first party also agrees that the second party has the right to cancel this legally binding contract at any time. If this contract is cancelled, the second party has no obligation to fulfill the initial terms under which the contract was signed.

Be strong.

Be vigilant.

Be adept.

Signed: Davis Inoue

We look forward to working with you in the future.

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"…and?" asked Agumon out of confusion. "I don't get how that ties in with Shurimon."

Ninjamon grabbed the contract from Taijamon and held it out so they could see. "We didn't go for fine print…but Genjamon did something else entirely to hide our true goal." He then grabbed a section of the contract – starting at 'Be strong' and ending at 'Be adept' – and peeled it away.

That section of the contract had been fake; there were more words underneath. "Now allow me to tell you what it REALLY says…"

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Dear the undersigned,

You, hereafter referred to as the first party, have agreed to entail the services of Genjamon, hereafter referred to as the second party. By agreeing to entail the services of the second party, you also, by rule of association, entail the possible resources and assistance of Genjamon's allies, hereafter referred to as the third party. By signing this contract, the first party is agreeing that all services of the second and third party are legally given with no other motives or drawbacks.

By signing this, the first party is ensuring that the second and third party's services will be used in ways that are fitting for their abilities. Doing otherwise would constitute a waste of precious time and resources. By signing this contract, the first party is agreeing that, should these services be entailed for reasons that are minor/trivial/insignificant/unimportant, compensation will be required. The terms by which this compensation will be enacted will be settled at a later date.

By signing this, the first party also agrees that the second party has the right to cancel this legally binding contract at any time. If this contract is cancelled, the second party has no obligation to fulfill the initial terms under which the contract was signed.

By signing this contract, the first party is agreeing to the terms of the 'Shurimon Clause' (see below).

The Shurimon Clause dictates that the second and third party will be allowed to battle the Digimon known as Shurimon at any time, at any place of their choosing. Such a battle will not be interfered with by the first party, anyone or anything associated with the first party, or any outsider of any shape or form.

Failure to meet or uphold these terms will result in swift and certain death.

Signed: Davis Inoue

We look forward to working with you in the future.

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Ninjamon smirked as he handed the contract to Genjamon. "So you see, you are already legally bound by this contract to have Shurimon engage us in battle."

Silence.

Until Impmon pointed his thumb at Davis. "One question; why da heck did he sign that stupid contract?"

"That's what I'D like to know," growled Yolei. "How do you know Ninjamon to begin with? Tell us!"

Davis gulped, feeling suddenly cold despite his thick clothing. The jig was up. "Um…well, the reason I know Ninjamon is because I met him in the Digital World…and in exchange for bringing him here, he helped me with…a prank."

Snap.

Just like that. Yolei's eyes had hardened into the 'death glare'. "Oh REALLY? Which one?"

Davis gulped. "Um…the clothes on the flagpole."

Yolei's eyes lit on fire. "I KNEW YOU DID IT! AND NOW I HAVE PROOF!"

"And after that…in exchange for bringing his pals Genjamon and Taijamon here…he helped me with my last prank." Davis knew he was going to get killed for this…but he would face up like a man (and, hopefully, find out why the heck Yolei disliked Ninjamon so much). "Genjamon wanted me to sign the contract before he would help me with my last big prank…so he hypnotized you into heading to Tamachi…"

Silence. Deafening silence.

AND THEN YOLEI EXPLODED.

"YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT ALL THE TROUBLE I WENT THROUGH BECAUSE OF THOSE STUPID FANGIRLS WAS YOUR FAULT? YOU'RE DEAD!"

Davis cringed. Oh boy. I'm in trouble.

"Pardon me Davis," chirped up Wormmon. "But it seems like you don't know who Ninjamon is. For your information, during Puppetmon's Obstacle Course, he fought Hawkmon and I along with his partner Musyamon."

Well, that explains THAT, concluded Davis with a frown. And it also made him feel a bit angry; he had helped out an enemy! Way to go idiot.

"But if you got the contract from Davis, then why try and force me into an agreement?" asked Hawkmon, making sure Yolei was within his peripheral vision all the while.

"Ah yes…" Ninjamon chuckled. "I was worried that you would ignore the contract once you Digitwerps found out, so I went for a blood oath, using the trapping of letting you know that your irritable partner was in Tamachi. It may be old, but it's still a good way to settle things…after all, it's not something you can bow out of, unless you feel like being shamed for all time. Blood oaths go deep…and I doubt you'd defy an oath like that."

Hawkmon's eyes narrowed. He had given his word…but he didn't feel like fighting…what was the point of it?

At that moment, Davis made a connection. Wait…they knew Yolei was in Tamachi…? "So you're saying you knew that the Rocketeers would be maddened by Yolei's kiss…so that means you kidnapped her FOR them in order to get this 'blood oath' with Hawkmon…and that means you left the note…in that box!" His eyes suddenly became angry as well. "You…why did you do that?"

Ninjamon blinked…and then he smiled when he realized it. "Ah, I see…the 'Fire Calamity' tag on the box. It was an illusionary spell made by Genjamon…wanted to test it. I guess it did."

"IT FELT LIKE MY ARM HAD BEEN BURNED OFF!" roared Davis, showing a bit of his OWN ire. "What was the point of that? Tell me!"

"You're asking a question I've already answered," replied Ninjamon with a sadistic smirk. "Besides…I wanted to see the reaction of whoever opened it."

"Freak," growled Matt.

Ninjamon shrugged innocently. "Like I told Hawkmon, I may have some questionable 'ethics'…but on the field of battle, my honor is absolute."

"What little of it there is," muttered Cody, his eyes narrow with contempt. "Trickery. Deceit. Guile. That doesn't sound one bit like REAL honor."

Taijamon snorted. "Like YOU would know."

"As a matter of fact, I do," replied Cody with some satisfaction. All because of grandpa. However, as he stared, he noticed something odd about Ninjamon…

Ninjamon calmly flexed his arms as he said, "In any case…we're here for a fight. I've done a lot of work to make sure you wouldn't weasel out of this."

No kidding, thought Izzy begrudgingly. Despite Ninjamon himself, he had done a top-notch job of researching the area and choosing what to do to land things in his favor.

"And in case you actually DO back out of the contract AND the blood oath…well, there's the good old-fashioned way of doing things." With that grin, something erupted from the snow behind Yolei.

At that same instant Cody realized what was off about Ninjamon; he had no shadow.

Ninjamon's shadow – spawned from his Shadow Image technique – grabbed Yolei by the collar and held his shadowy sword to her neck. "AH!"

"YOLEI!" shouted the Digidestined. Mimi yelled, "Let her go!"

"NOT UNTIL HE BECOMES SHURIMON," demanded Ninjamon as he stared at Hawkmon. "So…the contract. The blood oath. And now her life. Three things binding you to this battle…now what shall it be?"

In Hawkmon's mind…there was only answer. Despite his wishes to not battle, his hand had been forced. So be it. If Ninjamon wanted a battle…then HE WOULD GET ONE. "Yolei…use the Digiegg of Sincerity to turn me into Shurimon."

Yolei shook her head. In response, the Shadow Image's katana touched her skin. A little deeper, and it would cut her flesh.

"Yolei…please."

"…" With a strained expression on her face, the Child of Caring agonizingly clutched the red D-3 in her pocket. "Digi-Armor Energize…"

A green flash overtook Hawkmon.

Hawkmon armor-digivolve to……Shurimon: The Shinobi of Sincerity!

When the light faded, Taijamon and Genjamon's eyes widened.

Shurimon was eight feet tall…much taller than either of them. His entire body was wrapped in white garments, fashioned into a tight ninja outfit. Around his neck was a scarf made entirely of a vibrant green leaf. His entire head was wrapped in white sheets, with eyeholes cut in for his yellow eyes. Over his face was a black mask, complete with four blue lenses for his eyes. Around his waist was a belt made of red silk, fastening his garments together. His arms were actually springy vines with three-bladed shurikens attached to them. His feet were not the same; they were like normal human feet, except completely wrapped up in skin-tight white cloth. On his back was an extra-large, four-bladed shuriken that had the Crest of Sincerity embroidered on its center. "I am Shurimon."

Ninjamon smirked at the looks of disbelief on his allies' faces. "Believe me now?"

Taijamon dumbly nodded. Genjamon whispered, "I can sense great power…this is not an ordinary enemy at all…perhaps I will enjoy myself after all."

"Now…for the location of the battle." He glanced at Izzy Izumi. "Does your laptop have access to a network connection?"

Izzy blinked. "Uh…yeah."

"We will be going to sector 01-100-CHI. That will be where this battle begins and ends." Ninjamon made sure no one besides Shurimon made any sudden moves; he still kept his Shadow Image out to make sure no one made any funny moves.

"Done."

Ninjamon, Taijamon, and Genjamon calmly stood in front of the portal, their backs turned to it. Shurimon was in front of them, staring down defiantly at them.

"Shurimon…" whimpered Yolei.

Shurimon calmly said, "I will not die Yolei. I will return in one piece."

The Shadow Image suddenly disappeared as Ninjamon ordered, "Open the gate!"

Ken did the deed.

"Digiport open."

One flash of light later, and the four shinobi were gone.

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To be continued…

Next time…

Shurimon's Dilemma! Ninjamon, Taijamon, and Genjamon are Incredible!

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Author's Notes: Well, I finished this chapter faster than I have as of lately. So that's good.

In any case, next chapter might take a while. It's a BIG battle.

See you soon, and please review!