Jeremy and Gammamon had quickly made their way back to the castle, with Merukimon's egg in hand. Immediately upon running into the castle, the two quickly ran into Mademon, Jeremy running up to him in a panicked frenzy.
"Mademon, I... I'm so sorry!" Jeremy profusely apologized. "Merukimon, he... I-I couldn't save him!! He got attacked, and turned into an egg, and I..."
"Whoa whoa, hey! Relax Jeremy, it's fine!" Mademon replies. "Don't worry, us Digimon get turned into eggs all the time! And with how stubborn Merukimon is, I would have been surprised if he wasn't brought back like this." Mademon chuckled. "You can just take the egg to Pillomon's nursery, he'll know what to do with it! It's just down the hallway down there..." Mademon pointed down to a nearby hallway.
"Oh, alright... Thanks, Mademon." Jeremy replied, letting out a sigh of relief as Mademon walked away.
"See? Told you there was nothing to worry about!" Gammamon says with a smile on his face, the two walking down the hallway.
"Yeah, you're right. I should have listen, I just..." Jeremy paused, taking a deep breath. "I think my anxiety just takes over my brain sometimes. Makes it a bit harder to think logically."
"Hey, I understand... Um..." Gammamon paused when the two walked past a closed room, where they could hear music booming on the other side, alongside bright neon lights filtering through the cracks of the door. Jeremy opened the door a small crack, the two peeking in...
"Wh-what the?" The two were baffled at the sight inside of the room, seeing Bacchusmon, alongside of the bunch of Oleamons from his forest, partying wildly inside the room.
"Is that... Supposed to be one of the Olympus Twelve?" Gammamon asks.
"Yeah..." Jeremy paused, looking down at his Digivice's analyzer. "That's supposed to be Bacchusmon. Atleast the others are successfully bringing back the others."
"Yeah... Looks like they're having fun in there!" Gammamon says, the two closing the door. "Wish we could join them."
"Maybe after we're done with our tasks." Jeremy says, looking over to another closed room at the end of the hall, seeing the nursery label above it. The two walked up to the door, gently opening the door and walking in.
"Whoa..." The two looked around the pastel colored room, which was filled with cribs, and other baby products. All the cribs had a ton of eggs, and a bunch of baby Digimon as well. Pillomon was watching after one of the eggs, turning over to the two once he heard the door opening.
"Hi, welcome!" Pillomon whispered, walking up to the two. "Make sure to be quiet in here, a few of the babies are sleeping... Oh, you have another egg for me?"
"Yeah, it's uh... It's Merukimon's egg." Jeremy replies, holding it out to Pillomon.
"Goodness, really? Thank you so much, I'll make sure to take care of it." Pillomon carefully grabbed the egg, placing it in a nearby crib. "I'll make sure he hatches quickly and is back to his old self in no time! I'll take care of him now, so you don't have to worry."
"That's awesome, thanks so much Pillomon." Jeremy nodded, the two leaving the nursery.
"Wow, it must be hard for Pillomon to take care of that many baby Digimon on his own." Jeremy says. "Where are all those Digimon from anyway?"
"I was talking to Meicoomon about the kingdom the other day, before we all left... I think she said all those baby Digimon are like, other inhabitants of the kingdom?" Gammamon states. "Like, one's that aren't infected by the Argomons."
"Really? What happens to the infected Digimon then?" Jeremy asks.
"She said that they have a quarantine room in the basement for them." Gammamon answers. "And that once they have all the Olympus Twelve here, they can finally find a way to cure the infection."
"Every Olympus Twelve member rescued... Brings us one step closer." Jeremy says, nodding with a confident smile. "So let's bring the rest of them back!"
"Yeah, that's the spirit!" Gammamon says, also smiling and nodding. "Can we rest and eat for a bit though before we go look for Apollomon and Dianamon? I'm pretty hungry right now, heheh..."
"Yeah, that's fine. Afterwards we should go tell Renamon, so she can come with..." Jeremy says. As the two were walking down the hallways, they walked past the bedrooms, pausing when they saw Mila in there. The two walked into the room, seeing that Mila was slouched over on her bed, looking a bit upset.
"Mila, hey... What's wrong? And where's Meicoomon?" Jeremy asked.
"Meicoomon, she... She passed out today on our way to find Vulcanusmon." Mila whimpered in response. "Quetzalmons taking care of her right now, but I'm just worried about her..."
"Really? We'll, I'm sure she'll be fine..." Jeremy says.
"Yeah! Us Digimon are pretty resilient..." Gammamon nods in agreement.
"Yeah, thanks... I hope so."
Jeremy smiled at Mila, noticing a note that was on Serena's empty bed.
"Hm? What's this?" Jeremy walked up to the note, reading it in his head.
"Serena left that note earlier..." Mila says. "Something about Ceresmon..."
Jeremy continued reading the note, which mentioned Ceresmon flying around the area, and for everyone to keep a look out for him.
"Ah, alright... So you saw her earlier? Did you see Blaire too?" Jeremy asked.
"Yeah, but Serena wasn't here that long. She just left after dropping off that note." Mila replies. "I haven't seen Blaire at all."
"Ah, alright. I hope she's fine..." Jeremy says. Jeremy and Gammamon both then waved goodbye to Mila, both going off into the kitchen area.
Meanwhile, Quetzalmon and Meicoomon were both in an empty room together. Meicoomon was awake now, but was being very fussy, refusing to let Quetzalmon see her bandaged arm.
"Meicoomon, come on... Whatever injury you have on your arm... I can handle it!" Quetzalmon snapped, starting to lose his patience as Meicoomon nervously took a step back.
"Quetzalmon I promise, this has nothing to do with my arm!" Meicoomon nervously stuttered. Quetzalmon was silent, looking down at the bandages on her arm. Quetzalmon noticed a loose strand of bandage, quickly grabbing it and completely ripping the bandages off.
"Quetzalmon, hey!!" Meicoomon squealed, jumping back as she tried to hide her arm. However, Quetzalmon could still see the giant cut on her arm... The cut was swelled up, a black puss bubbling out of the cut.
"Meicoomon... You're infected." Quetzalmon says, his eyes widening in horror. "You got infected by an Argomon, didn't you? Wh-when did this happen?!"
"A while back... It was on Mila's farm, when I defended it from the Argomons..." Meicoomon muttered.
"Why didn't you tell us? Does... Does Mila know about this?" Quetzalmon asks.
"No, and please don't tell her!" Meicoomon pleaded. "I-I don't want her to worry about me..."
"Meicoomon... Do you not realize how serious this is?!" Quetzalmon sternly scolded her. "That infection... We can't cure it just yet. That infection is gonna take over your mind, or end up killing you in the process. You can't hide this from Mila. And if you don't tell her about this... Then I will."
"...NO..." Meicoomon's voice suddenly turned to a low pitch, pure anger brewing in her face as she let out a low growl. "...DON'T YOU DARE!!"
Meicoomon suddenly angrily snapped at Quetzalmon, swiping at him with sharpened claws. Quetzalmon quickly backed away in time, a horrified look on his face. Meicoomon shook her head, the anger quickly dissipating. She looked between her claws and Quetzalmon, her ears folding back with a horrified look at her actions. "Quetzalmon, I-I'm so sorry! I don't know what's gotten into me..." Meicoomon let out a pained whimper, clutching her head as her body started shaking. "I'm... I'm sorry..."
"You can't control or hide this, Meicoomon... Mila's gonna find out eventually." Quetzalmon says.
"No, I... I can control this for a little bit." Meicoomon grumbled. "I just... I need to control it until we find Minervamon. Then I'll tell Mila about this, I swear."
"Meicoomon... This isn't a good idea." Quetzalmon says, shaking his head with a concerned expression. "This isn't something you can just control. It'd be better if you just stayed in quarantine for now until we can cure your infection. Or rest for a bit at the very least..."
"No, I-I can't... Not when we still have to look for Minervamon..." Meicoomon. "Looking for Minervamon... That's all I have to do... Then I'll tell Mila."
Little did the two know, that on the other side of the walls... Mila was listening.
And she heard everything.
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Digimon: Future
Fanfiction{4th and final book in the Digimon: Dark Worlds series} Four years have now passed since the Shadow Triad was defeated by the Digidestined. While everyone has found their own paths in life, portals between the Digital and human world have opened up...
