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Second Cry--Prologue
It's been a year since the incident with Kitami and a lot has changed for the former Digidestined.
Koushiro came through with the highest marks in his class on his exam and has nearly completed a second successful year of college.
Daisuke, Takeru, Miyako and Hikari have all gone off to college themselves.
Iori has become the national kendo champion through his hard work and practice.
Jyou continued in his job of a surgeon and goes every day with a renewed sense of love for life.
Mimi reconstructed her home and keeps in touch with all of her friends on a more consistent basis.
Taichi and Sora were married and live happily together as husband and wife.
Finally, Yamato not only attended Sora and Taichi's wedding, he was the best man.
Tonight Yamato lies in bed remembering all that happened exactly one year ago.
The large, shining eyes of the small six-year-old still haunt him whenever he closes his eyes.
He regrets the outcome of the events deeply, whishing Kitami could have been saved, as she had been so young and innocent.
He shudders, remembering that exactly 365 nights ago was the night he had been awakened by the blood--HIS blood--dripping onto him, blending with his blonde hair to paint it with a reddish tint.
That was one thing he had been wondering about…How had his own blood appeared on his ceiling? In fact, how had his other friends received the warnings?
Yamato pondered these points, turning them over in his mind for the millionth time in the past year. But of course he could think of no plausible answer.
As he remembers the occurrence, a black fog creeps into his mind, fogging his train of thought.
For a moment he does not realize what has happened. Then he feels cold, his mind numbing, his consciousness fading.
His eyes widen in fear of what is happening, not knowing what is causing the feeling in his mind.
He cannot speak as the darkness invades his sight. His mind is cold and he feels something pulling inside of him, pulling away from the room, away from reality.
Yamato convulses violently, then goes limp, eyes gliding closed, darkness overwhelming him…