[Dust has settled. Everything can go back to normal- Okay not really. Because there were three in this apartment now, and their newest Bokomon- well-]

What are you doing? [Gabumon's voice could be heard from the other side of the camera.]

Shhh quiet. [Said the voice directly behind the camera. She wasn't a very good at the setting up the secret camera before shooting part.] You said she'd never take off that blindfold of hers, right? Well take a look. [With the jumps finally settled down, Bokomon was filming from the doorway that was opened just a little bit. On the other side was a woman with long hair, her back to the camera, normally dressed in black and slimming was now favoring blue jeans and a black turtleneck(?). The most notable thing was the visor that she always had on was now laying on the desk.] See? She's got it off now, and I'm getting it on film. Man, this is such a bad angle.

We shouldn't do this...

Huh? What's that Fakey?

This is wrong. Master is very private, we shouldn't be going behind her back like this.

Come on, you're curious. It's perfectly natural. Look, I'll do all the dirty work and make sure to run the camera nice and smoothly. All you have to do is run- a diversion tactic.

Diversion?

Uh-huh, that's right! You're a natural learner. All you have to do is talk to her a little. Get her to drop the guard. She likes you best after all.

No.

Huh? What was that?

I won't do it! And I won't let you do it either! [The camera starts to really jump around now as the two partners struggle over the thing. Like a couple of grade schoolers really, including the snarling and namecalling from Bokomon.]

You little rat! Let go! Stupid teacher's pet! You're not even supposed to be here. I'm her real partner. So. Let. Go- [Suddenly someone else grabbed the D-Terminal and hoisted it far above what the two Digimon could reach. From the angle and the hight, even without a clear shot it was pretty obvious who had it. Bokomon's expression dropped, yet still had a bit of a smirk.] -oh crap. [Well she got a part of what she was after. Just for the second part, she needed the camera.]

[Gabumon on the otherhand was a bit more distressed.] Master! I- I'm sorry. I tried- [Rider was going to be upset with him and Bokomon, even when he was trying to stop her.]

[And he kept waiting for the punishment. But it never came. Gabumon looked up to Rider and, with a gesture from her just off camera, Gabumon followed her into her room, Rider shutting the door behind Bokomon.] What do you think you're doing?! Heeeeey! [And other such shoutings and bangings could be heard from the other side.]

You don't have to accept her words. [Rider tossed the D-Terminal to Gabumon.] Do what you will. [She's going back to her book. Responsibility for what happens next is on him and-]

[He obviously decides to cut the feed.]

[The feed started with static, as always. When it cleared it showed Donatello. Many probably knew of his psychotic behavior from the past month, but Donnie looked far from insane now. He was pale, had bags under his eyes, and he clearly looked upset and guilt-stricken. His gaze wasn't on the screen, instead looking o the side. A voice off-screen soon spoke up.]

Donnie, we can wait. If your still not up for it-

No Arte, I waited long enough. I need to do this. [He finally looked at the screen and took a deep breath before speaking.] I know a lot of you probably never want to see my face again, and I can't blame you. I won't ask for forgiveness for all that I did, but I'm going to at least try to explain what caused it. You know that virus that had been going around? I was the first to catch it. When Marley left, it took me over completely, that was why I threatened everyone that day. I never would have done that no matter how upset I felt normally, but the virus had already started to take me over... and it lead to me doing far worst...

[He clearly tensed, his hands trembling]

Deep breath Donnie, you can do this.

[He did as told and took a deep breath] Virus or not, what.. what I did was despicable. Absolutely despicable. I can never forgive myself for it, ever. But that's not what this is about. I already told a few of you in private, but for those I hurt that I hadn't, for those I hurt without knowing by doing what I did, I... I am so sorry. It was all out of my control, the virus made me helpless to stop anything. I would have done this sooner, but I was sick right after I was cured, and I still am. [He swallowed down a tremor] But I couldn't wait anymore... I just... I am so sorry.

[His voice had cracked during the whole thing, and tears had already gathered in his eyes. The guilt was finally too much as he put a hand over his eyes in a useless attempt to hold himself together. The screen then shifted, showing a green monkey Digimon]

I' sorry you all had to see this, but eh truly is sorry or what he did. The virus had complete control over him, he was helpless to do anything to stop it. As he said, eh won't ask for forgiveness, he understands if he never gets it. But that doesn't change the fact that he is sorry, or all that he did. Thank you for your time.

[With those words, the feed was cut.]

[What's this? An obnoxiously magenta-haired guy with a sheepish grin staring into the camera? Yep, looks like Misfire's suddenly reappeared from his equally sudden disappearance, Crummy faithfully wrapped around his shoulders. What everyone missed was his mild freak-out over seeing the town in its current state, but he seems to be over that now.]

Wow. Looks like... I missed a lot, huh? Hah, go figure. Stupid data stream or whatever must've decided I needed a field trip. But, uh... anyone care to help me catch up on why things are rubble-y? And also why this obnoxiously pink bird's started following me around?

I told you -- Misfire, was it? -- I'm your new partner.

[Yep, that certainly is a Biyomon standing behind him, sounding mildly exasperated.]

Yeah, but I've already got one, mate. Sure you don't have me mixed up with someone else?

Do you know any other Misfires around here?

[Misfire raises an eyebrow.]

Ooh. He gets sassy. Why do they all get sassy?

*Dante's sitting in his bed, Kid the Coronamon curled up in his lap and a Salamon laying on top of his head. Kid is clinging to Dante's waist, but Dante himself seems unusually downcast.*

Look...I don't make a habit of doin' this often, but I owe an apology for the way I've been actin'. I was a Grade A shithead and I'm sorry for the trouble I ended up causin'.

( Private to Vergil )

( Private to Roze )

( Private to Maya )