This is just a part of the first chapter of the sequel. I don't want to spoil the fun of actually reading it.

"So, what makes you want us to check the walls of Xe?" asked Katashi, "I don't think anything's wrong here."

"Our tech here reads something unusual." Answered Smith. "I think it is best to have a check."

"With two of us?" asked Katashi. "I meant four."

"Please get to the walls first, and I'll let you know if there's any necessity of taking action."

The four of them, within half an hour, had reached the walls. There everything seemed just fine, with the same old dusty and rusty surface of the weathered concrete walls that stood high enough to block the sight of half of the sky above horizon. Next to it were guards who didn't seem to be enjoying their duty of standing there all day without doing much. Usually, it'd be quite an entertainment to watch murderous Digimon being banished outside the only living city in the world. Yet the number of it had decreased drastically since the rise of the Tamers, probably due to more and more dangerous Digimon being taken care of before the officials could find out.

"Sometimes I wonder," mumbled Yuzuki, "If Digimon can become an egg and rebirth after death, why aren't those Digimon given a chance to live a new life?"

"I don't know," uttered GrapLeomon, "but maybe –just maybe –before the Tamers show up, the police can't do much damage to a Digimon."

"Whatever the case is, it seems that the walls are useless now." Commented Jesmon.

"I still don't see much odd things going on." Muttered Katashi, giving another phone call. "Are you sure there's something wrong here, Mr. Smith?"

"Our readings show that a large number of Digimon is outside the wall, and they are moving towards the wall." Instructed their superior.

"The last time you say that, it ended up thousands of Chaosdramon X landing into the Human World."

"It's just a check."

"Right." Sighed Katashi. He then turned to Yuzuki and said. "Stay here, I'll go check if everything's okay. It's quite quick really, just a peek outside the bullet-proof window."

Yuzuki, on the other hand, felt like she was treated differently, which was partially true in this case, and said. "I can handle this. I have more experience than you, after all."

"Just let him do this," uttered GrapLeomon, "he'll blame himself if you are to join in. you know, he really cares about you, just pretend you need his protection, maybe? That way he'll feel better."

"Finished, Leomon?" asked Katashi, already at the window. The guards didn't really care much about their appearance there, partially because they're VIPs, partially because they just didn't care much if anybody's around there. Thinking that everything's fine, and that nothing could possibly happen with a little check, the brown-haired boy leaned forward, sticking his eye to the glass, with the thought that he would see only the sand and the shady sky, as taught in the lessons.

What he saw, however, surprised him more than anything could. So surprised was he that he jerked back immediately, not believing his own eyes. GrapLeomon just arrived when he did that, and asked if anything weird was out there. Katashi didn't answer immediately; peeking out of the window one more time to ensure that what he'd just seen wasn't just a mirage. So startled was he that he didn't even realize how dramatic his widely opened eyes and hugely dropped jaws were.

"Open the gate," mumbled him to Smith as he once again gained the vision out there.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're right. There's a bunch of Digimon out there, probably Flymon, chasing another Digimon, a green one. And, there's a human on top of the green one. Did I mention how close to the gate are the human and the green one? It seems that they're escaping the Flymon, and the Flymon are trying hard to get them, firing all the way." He didn't realize that he said all that in within ten seconds.

"What's the matter?" asked Yuzuki, arriving at Katashi's spot.

Katashi then explained in a much simpler manner that, outside the walls, he saw a wild chase between two parties in which one of them, the ones being chased, consisted of a Digimon and, much to the girl's surprise as well, a human being, apparently not much older than they were, who seemed to be barely conscious, being held on the Digimon's back without much motion. The other party, being a wild wave of Flymon, was attacking constantly, without much hesitation to withhold any of their strength.

"Mr. Smith?" asked Katashi again, much more anxiously, "there's someone out there being chased, open the gate or I'll make the guards do it!"

"You do understand what you'll have to face if I do?" questioned the middle-aged man.

"Just do it," uttered Katashi impatiently, "I think we can handle a bunch of Champions."

There weren't any further responses, at least not in words. The giant, dull gray wall started to move, with a thin yet tall gap appearing between the mid points of it. The gap then became wider and wider gradually, with noises indicating that giant gears, probably rusted, were functioning to satisfy the Tamers. The next incoming noise was way more annoying, being a buzzing sound so loud that it sounded almost like it was coming from within the Tamers' head, vibrating frequently, so frequently that it probably could've made its way to the ears of a handicapped.

"Bees," muttered GrapLeomon, "They just don't stop making that noise."

"That's very insulting to one of my friends." Commented Jesmon.

Before they could even decide what to do, Katashi said, "Yuzuki, go look after that man there. GrapLeomon and I will hold anyone that tries to come in. Jesmon can be there in case any of them gets through us."

It never really worked, however, at least not as he had expected. The green Digimon, identified as Chirinmon, an Ultimate with a Vaccine attribute, rushed in as soon as the walls were opened wide enough. Not too far behind were the Flymon, all appearing mad, jetting towards the opening.

"Take care of them for now." Half-demanded Katashi as he and GrapLeomon rushed to the opening of the walls. Soon after he'd informed Smith to get the walls closed back up, they were ready to face whatever that was coming in their way.

"Brown Stingers!" roared the swarm of the wasp-like Digimon. So unified were the cries that it was a bit of a hard time withstanding the nosiness as the Flymon started to drop the pointed, yet a bit irregular stings, all flying at the same direction towards GrapLeomon.

"Let's see if it works," muttered GrapLeomon before he raised both his fists into the air and yelled, "The King of Fist!" the turbines on his forearms started rotating, reaching their maximum speed in no time. just before the stings could reach him and his partner, the Ultimate pulled his two forearms together, hitting each other hard, unleashing an energy wave that shocked through the air particles, causing the needles to went into different directions to either poles of the walls and fell gradually.

The Flymon –though affected in a large number –managed to have a few of them left hovering midair to continue the raid. Those that remained escaped the energy wave and soared through the air at top speed, rushing towards the gap between the walls. In no time the Flymon had already gone within the reach of GrapLeomon.

"Cyclonic Kick!" jumping high up in the air, using the two sides of the enclosing walls as leaping platforms, the Ultimate reached the height of the Flymon, with his leg rising above his own head as the turbine on his leg rotated. Accurately aiming he got one Flymon down, sending it plugging towards the sandy ground out there. While still airborne GrapLeomon managed to kick a few more out, but he couldn't be as accurate every time, leaving some of them, which were actually around a dozen, flying into the city unharmed.

Those that managed to get through GrapLeomon, however, had thrown themselves into a much greater adversity. Jesmon stood behind the gates prepared, with his blades extended all the way to the ground. He waited, for the Flymon to come, and when they reached just right above him, he jumped vertically upward, knocking one out of his way and directing it to hit another while slashing another one on his right. In the meantime, he did a three-sixty rotation in the air, allowing his blade on his tail to reach out as far a possible and hit as many targets as he could. With some chain reaction in which the Flymon crashed into one an other and fall spontaneously, the fight was over.

Yuzuki, though wanting to be battling more than the job she was assigned to, reached Chirinmon, who didn't seem to be noticing her approaching until she was a within a few inch of his reach.

"I mean no harm," stated the black-haired girl, reaching out for the emerald-scaled Digimon while putting her hands in the air, "I just want to help."

Chirinmon, being amazing and unexpectedly cooperative, stopped and turned his head slightly round to the girl. The human being on his back could now be seen more clearly, as he struggled to get off the Ultimate's back. His landing was an unsuccessful one as he landed with his stomach facing the ground.

It was astonishment when Yuzuki saw that the boy was literally not much older than her in appearance. But what struck her was the boy's totally unbelievable physical appearance. He was –estimated by the girl, imagining that he were standing –roughly a bit taller than most boy's of that age, with middle-length, messy black hair and a hint of black eyes coming out from the small gap of his closing eyes. His entire upper torso was exposed, showing that he was a bit muscular in terms of body build. It also gave Yuzuki the impression that this boy had –as hard as it was to believe –been strayed out there for quite some time. around his waist was a piece of grayish-green cloth that could've once been his shirt, and on his lower torso was a pair of tan trousers, with about five holes placed randomly on it, and untidy ends that ended when the cloth reached the boy's ankle. His shoes, though not as damaged, were considered by civilian standard as "not usable".

"What happened to him?" asked the black-haired girl. Before she could get any answers, however, Chirinmon started to glow, Degenerating back into a small white Digimon with a long, scarf-like body that wrapped around a roll of some scroll-like material. Without giving out any answers, the Digimon, as identified as Kudamon, disappeared.

"Wait, what about him?" she didn't have much time to still thinking, however, as the others came by. The boy was in clear need for medical attention, and she didn't want to waste much time delaying it.

"What the hell?" uttered Katashi in disbelief as he arrived.

"Can you help me lift him up?" Yuzuki asked her partner. "We need to get him to a hospital, or somewhere like that."

Without a word Jesmon obeyed, and as he got the unconscious boy lifted, something fell off him. It was a strange little metallic object that looked completely opposite to what its supposed owner dressed like. It felt like a device, with a shape that bore the appearance of the Digi-Destined's Digivices, only it didn't have any screens or buttons.

"I know what to do," mumbled Katashi as he got his phone next to his ears again, "Mr., Smith, we're in great need of backups right now. There's a boy who just got here from outside the walls with the need for medical attention, and a strange device carried by him." This time, he gave no time for Smith to say antoher word by cutting the line right off.