[How long had it been now? How long had it been since Paolo took him away from the city? How long has he been waiting for Artemisia to show up with his brother and Leatherhead? It felt like an eternity to Donatello, but it was probably only a few hours.
The teen and Paolo, again Kamemon, had been waiting on Primary Village since leaving the city. The teen was just sitting, waiting for any sign of anyone else. He felt guilty. Guilty for leaving without helping anyone, even if his broken leg meant that he couldn't do much. He also felt guilty because he knew this was coming. He knew that the city would be attacked by something, he had seen it. Yet he wasn't able to prevent it. He couldn't...]
Hey, I see Arte coming! She made it!
What? [He turned and he also saw a little monkey Digimon coming. She looked pretty roughed up, but she was alive.] Arte!
Your alive! [He ran over and hugged her, which was pretty out of character for him. While hugged back, she looked downcast. Paolo noticed and pulled back.] Hey... what's wrong?
[She gulped before looking at Donnie, who looked worried.] Donnie, I... I'm sorry, but... I-I wasnt able to find your brother. He wasn't at his apartment, and things were getting worst when I looked at the festival, and... I'm so sorry.
Wh-what...? No... he can't... He can't be... Arte, please tell em he's not...!
He... might have gotten out, but... I don't know. I just don't kno- Donnie! [The teen had just stood up, forgetting that he had a broken leg. It caused a shockwave of pain to go through him, which caused him to cry out and be sent back to the ground.] You can't go back now! Even if you were healed!
But Mikey is... he's... I- I have to find him! I can't... I...
[He coudln't talk anymore. He just gritted his teeth in frustration before punching the ground. Then he just stayed as he was, staring at the ground. All his Digimon could do was look at each other before looking back at Donatello, neither one sure of what to do.]
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The teen and Paolo, again Kamemon, had been waiting on Primary Village since leaving the city. The teen was just sitting, waiting for any sign of anyone else. He felt guilty. Guilty for leaving without helping anyone, even if his broken leg meant that he couldn't do much. He also felt guilty because he knew this was coming. He knew that the city would be attacked by something, he had seen it. Yet he wasn't able to prevent it. He couldn't...]
Hey, I see Arte coming! She made it!
What? [He turned and he also saw a little monkey Digimon coming. She looked pretty roughed up, but she was alive.] Arte!
Your alive! [He ran over and hugged her, which was pretty out of character for him. While hugged back, she looked downcast. Paolo noticed and pulled back.] Hey... what's wrong?
[She gulped before looking at Donnie, who looked worried.] Donnie, I... I'm sorry, but... I-I wasnt able to find your brother. He wasn't at his apartment, and things were getting worst when I looked at the festival, and... I'm so sorry.
Wh-what...? No... he can't... He can't be... Arte, please tell em he's not...!
He... might have gotten out, but... I don't know. I just don't kno- Donnie! [The teen had just stood up, forgetting that he had a broken leg. It caused a shockwave of pain to go through him, which caused him to cry out and be sent back to the ground.] You can't go back now! Even if you were healed!
But Mikey is... he's... I- I have to find him! I can't... I...
[He coudln't talk anymore. He just gritted his teeth in frustration before punching the ground. Then he just stayed as he was, staring at the ground. All his Digimon could do was look at each other before looking back at Donatello, neither one sure of what to do.]