"Fixit"

Gabumon raised an eyebrow in question as he saw the robot walk... scratch that, roll in. The robot was very strange looking, it looked like an upside down model of a cruse liner with a pair of long spindly arms that looked like it was made of PVC pipes, all balancing on top of a single giant wheel. The entire robot was a metallic color except for a red stripe near the back and the black rubber of it's tire.

"Fiiiiixit" the robot said before nodding and removing the gag from Gabumon and Gomamon, but not Agumon.

Each hero gave each other a worried look as the robot left the hut and shut the wooden door. Gabumon was worried that the robots were going to turn them into slaves, while Gomamon was worried that he might never get chance to swim again, and Agumon was worried about getting too hungry.

"Oh dear, more captured digimon"

Our three heros turned towards the source of the slightly British accent. Floating there was a male human with black hair, wearing what looked like a military uniform and a monocle that resembled a goggle than anything else.

"What do you want from us?" Gabumon said forcefully as he tried to break free from his restraints once more.

"It's the Sweepers that want you, not me" the floating person said as he adjusted his goggle monocle. "Before we go any further I must introduce myself, it's in my programing. I am the Data Organization Program of Vaccination Server No. 829B. Though because my official title exceeds the length of any easy to remember name I shortened it and reversed it to make it easier to remember, POD."

"You speak weird POD, are you a digimon?" Gomamon asked innocently, looking confused.

POD floated closer to Gomamon as he answered the flipper ed digimon's question. "Neither I or the Sweepers are, as you say, digimon. Though after explaining several times before, keeping it simple and short seems to be the most efficient."

"Wait, you mean there are more digimon here?" interrupted Gabumon with Agumon moaning.

"Let me explain." POD said as his monocled eye projected a 3D map of the island. "I am essentially the Vaccination Server's conscience, so to speak."

"You mean this entire island is a computer?" Gabumon said in surprise.

"In layman's term yes" POD answered. "I basically told the server what to do with specific data, either labeling it as either 'friendly' or 'quarantine'. I am very embarrassed to say that the server was infected with a virus that, not only feeds off the data around the server, but bypassed any control that I formerly had while deleting the server's memory."

"Why didn't the virus delete you?" Gomamon asked.

"I'm hardwired into the server, the only way anything can delete me is to physically rip the circuit out of the mainframe." Replied POD as he stretched. "The the only reason the server is being represented in the Digital World is because the virus happens to be a virus Digimon. Though why the digimon is doing this is beyond my jurisdiction."

Then the robot that POD called a Sweeper rolled into the hut, going right through POD like he was a ghost in the process, and lifted Gomamon off the ground. Agumon gave a frightened 'murph' at the sight before another Sweeper entered and picked Agumon up along with Gabumon.

"What are they going to do to us?" Gabumon cried.

POD looked at the three digimon with worry and said "the Sweepers are about to...