AUTHOR'S NOTE: "AHH! SHE'S LATE! SHE'S LATE!" screams a huge crowd. But, hear me out. I just got off from Thanksgiving break two days ago, and I didn't have access to my own computer. Soccer practice has also started, so I don't have all that much free time. But, I'm going to give you two chapters this week, okay?

Takato heaved a sigh as he looked at the kitchen. After about two hours of helping Terriermon and Guilmon clean up, it was actually clean again. He sighed in relief, and leaned on the mop for support. He'd been on his feet the whole two hours, and man was he tired.
"Hey, dad?" asked Reiko suddenly. Takato gave a weary look to his daughter.
"Wha?" he mumbled.
"Do you think we should head over to see Kiiroishi and Lee?" she asked him. Takato blinked. Kiiroishi and Lee? Oh, yeah!
"I'm sorry, I totally forgot about that!" exclaimed Takato. He looked at Reiko. "You get Terriermon and Guilmon, then head to the car, and we'll go." he instructed her.
Reiko smiled. "Great!"

Jenrya frowned as he observed his son, then he looked at the green D-Arc in his hand.
"Maybe you should use it, Kiiroishi." he mused. He tossed the device over to the young boy.
Kiiroishi tired to catch it, but failed miserably.
Jenrya laughed. "Then again, maybe you should try to catch it first." He smiled.
Kiiroishi glared at his dad as he blushed. "You threw it over my head!" he declared angrily.
Jenrya shook his head. "Okay, okay, maybe I did. But, anyway, you try it. Here's the card." he told Kiiroishi, handing him a small card from the digimon cardgame.

Kiiroishi seized it. "Are you really sure this is going to work?" he asked doubtfully.
Jenrya pondered the question for a moment. "Well, I'm not certain. But since you are partly a digimon, the card should have some sort of effect." he mused.
"Okay, then!" shouted an enthusiastic Kiiroishi, as he took the card and held the D-Arc up to his face.
"Digi-Modify! Taomon, activate!" he yelled.
Jenrya took in a deep breath as he watched Kiiroishi. Hopefully, this would all work fine. But if it didn't -- what would happen to his son? He looked over the cards in his hand. Kyuubimon and Sakuyamon. He had figured that it would be best to go with cards that would be compatible with Kiiroishi's data, at least at first. The whole objective was to see if they could possibly increase Kiiroishi's power, with Hypnos obviously after him, he would need it.

Kiiroishi froze for a moment, then suddenly his ears and tail sprouted out, and he was clothed in Taomon's outfit, in his own size. He pulled out a handful of charms from one of the long billowy sleeves.
Jenrya sighed in relief. It had worked. Then he found himself having to stifle a giggle at the boy's appearance. Kiiroishi glared, and brandished the seals threateningly in front of his father's face.

Suddenly, there was knocking on the door. Father and son glanced at each other.
"I'm not answering that unless you can give me a million dollars." Kiiroishi said in a completely straight face.
Jenrya shook his head, and walked over to the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by Shuchion and Hirokazu.
"Takato and Reiko have come to see you guys..." Shuchion told them, then paused as she looked over his outfit.
"Um, excuse me, but what the heck is that?" Hirokazu asked, also staring.
Kiiroishi grew beet red. "Shut up! It was an experiment! I have to change!"

Devi glared at Yamaki. She hated him. She hated that he was inslaving her family, and that he had found her one weakness. Grey.
"You do realize," she said coldly, refusing to look at the graying man, "That they will only follow you because of Grey?" she asked in the same tone. Though, it was more of a statement than a question.
Yamaki smirked. "You really don't know anything, do you?" he asked the raven-haired girl.
"More than you think." she whispered softly.

They both dropped down into the underground pit that was the home of the hybrids. It wasn't going to win a housekeeping award any time soon, but yet the place was oddly cozy and comforting. Traveling down the dark earthen hall, Devi and Yamaki reached a brightly light room. It was filled with roughly 50 teenagers, all of them with the same odd pale complexion. They had all been kneeling to a white something -- it was hard to see it from their distance what it was, but the teens had all stopped and faced the ebony haired girl and the businessman.

Yamaki gave Devi an angry look. "Tell them." he said gruffly.
Devi lowered her head and slowly nodded. She raised her head up tentatively and faced the crowd.
"Brothers and Sisters! Our brother has been gravely infected!" Devi announced.
The crowd turned to panic. Yamaki glared at them, and snapped his fingers. The crowd froze.
Devi shot him an accusing glance, but then continued. "He has been infected by a virus which only this man can cure." she said. The girl took a deep breath, and was about to speak. However, the white something seemed to start moving.

Devi gasped. "Lord Culu!"
The white something jumped off the platform to which it had been standing, and ran to Devi.
"Devi, you can't listen to this guy, culu!" the cute white digimon declared.
Devi kneeled down to the small digimon and looked at him face-to-face. "But Lord Culumon, Grey will die if we don't do what this man says!" she shouted in desperation.
The white digimon pondered this with an unhappy expression on his face. Then he gave Devi a large smile.
"I can fix him up, culu!" he declared enthusiastically. Devi smiled happily. "That's right! I'm sure that if Grey's data to evolve, then he would be all right!" she said happily.
Yamaki gave a hoarse laugh. "Unfortunately, no."
Then Devi and Culumon both fainted.