A/N: I seriously need to finish the ones I've got going… I know. I thought I'd go ahead and post the beginnings of this one.Another Blood fic featuring the twins… and everyone else. Karl, again, too… but he's not the only one. I read this concept not too long ago, and really liked the idea, but mine is different from that one in a whole lot of ways (not to mention that one is probably better, too). As usual this is Anime and Novel based. I wasn't overly fond of the Manga. No offense what so ever to those that were. It just wasn't my thing :P

Disclaimer: I own nothing Blood +. In fact, I own none of the characters. No OC's as far as I know. Also, I own no songs that may be used. They belong to their respective artists and record companies. Just thought I'd get that out of the way.

Summary: Eighteen years have passed, but familiar dangers are arising to threaten the lives of Kai, the twins, and their friends. Familiar faces, both friends and enemies… and some who didn't even know they could be heroes return. Send in the Clones!

Blood +: Regeneration

Prologue

It seemed like he'd done a lot of watching and waiting for the past eighteen years, trying to stay out of sight and do the right thing at the same time. No one from that side, as far as he knew, guessed he was alive and for now, that was okay. As long as they were okay, he could live in the shadows.

It was a big surprise for him to learn that someone else had been waiting in the shadows as well… waiting for the right time to resurface. He didn't like it at all when he just so happened to see the former scientist in an alley in New York. That was the last place anyone had seen Professor Collins before he decided to disappear.

So, he followed him, and watched him. He didn't do much else cause, honestly, "What can he do on his own?" he'd laugh to himself.

Collins was careful, though, not letting anything slip to even the shadows that surrounded him. It was when Van Argiano got out of prison that Collins let his plans be heard… and the watcher in the shadows was afraid.

It was in an old, long abandoned warehouse in New York that the two met. Collins told Van everything he had been doing. Horrible experiments that he'd already began on his own. Honestly, the two were woven from the same cloth. Both were selfish and both liked control. It was fate that they should form an alliance of some sort. "It was long planned by Amshel," Collins chuckled to himself, "Genius… pure genius."

"Can they be controlled?" Van asked, "I nearly died because…"

"Amshel has his plans," Collins smiled, sadistically, "his ways. Chips for the ones who won't listen. I think he knew he would die at the hands of that little bitch. That's why he formulated this plan. He wants them all. Solomon, James, and Karl… no one was able to find, or get any blood samples from Nathan, but the three along with Amshel will do."

"Karl!" Van exclaimed, and spoke in French… no doubt curse words, "That man is uncontrollable! He is unstable! Why would Amshel want such a man cloned?"

"He and Solomon will receive the chips. No risks. Solomon was as uncontrollable as Karl, but they are useful. They have their strengths."

"How will we accomplish this?"

"Using almost the same technology as we used to create the Schiff. The only difference is the clones we make of the Chevalier won't be disposable."

"Amazing," Van grinned, "I cannot wait."

"You won't have to, my friend. I have two ready already."

He vanished into a small room, and then came out rolling a medical slab. Behind him walked out Amshel Goldsmith… alive and well. "It's good to see you're well, Van," Amshel smiled that sadistic smile.

Collins pulled the sheet off of the slab. Karl's nearly lifeless body lay hooked up to medical tubes, pumping him full of some sort of liquid. It was no doubt what kept him in his comatose state. "The chip hasn't been implanted yet, so we've had to keep him out," Collins sighed, looking at Karl as if he were some sort of prize specimen, "We'll break the shield once and for all. They'll pay for what they've done to us. They'll pay for taking my reputation."

"Yes, my friend," Amshel grinned, "They'll pay. Those new so called queens, their humans… especially Saya…"

"Well," he clapped from the shadows, not able to stay hidden any longer, "Quite a show, but I'm afraid I have to close the curtain. The monologue is killing me."

The three stared in shock at him… Nathan Mahler… also alive and well. "You!" Amshel growled.

Nathan grinned. In a flash, the medical slab that held Karl was empty. All the three felt was a light breeze… he was half way out the window, with a grin on his face and Karl over his shoulder, before they'd realized what had happened. "The daughters of my dear Diva are very happy. I once told you that you could have them, but I take it back. You can't," Nathan told them, still grinning, "I like and respect Kai for doing what no one else has even attempted to do. I won't let you lay a finger on them. As for Karl? I think he's been through enough when it comes to you, Amshel. Don't you think? I can't stand by and let you hurt him any more than you already have. Toodles!"

Before anyone could make a single move, Nathan was gone, disappearing into the night. A loud, angry, animalistic growl escaped Amshel's throat, echoing through the warehouse.