Cager: Hi, ya'll! I'm back again and with the sequal to Hear no Evil, See no Evil, Speak no Evil! And, as you can see, I have kept the Jurato(which surprises me because I don't normally have romance in my fics o_O).
Angi, Anto, Junti and Antea the Anti-Clones: *throws up their fists* Rah!
Ken Kitty: Cager does not own any of the characters in this story (which are the property of bandai, toei and all that), nor any of us anime kitties(which hail from Ghost's Anime Kitties). Cager does own the Anti-Clones. Please read and remew!
Cager's Impmon: Remew means "review" in kitty language, for 'does of you who don' know. This fic takes place exactly 4 years after the Tamers destroyed the D-Reaper and had their Digimon sent back to the Digital World, just so'es you know. ^_^
Blood: No Thicker than Water
Prologue
No! He wasn't going to let it happen! Not again! Not again!
He ran through the crowded street, pushing people out of his way and not stopping for a breath. Everything had gone black and white at first and now to shades of red. His breaths became ragged pants of weariness as he waded through the mobs of people. Each human body pressing closer to him, making him sweat and slowly suffocating him. He felt hot and sticky, but most of all, he was thirsty.
No! He wasn't going to let it happen! Not again! Not again!
He gasped and took down a deserted alleyway. He felt dizzy with exhaustion and paranoia. He knocked into trash cans and tripped over pot holes, all the while the evil cackling laughter filled his ears. He fell to the ground and tried to pull himself to his feet but without prevail. It was as if his legs had turned to lead or concrete-he wasn't going to make it! A dark shadow loomed above him now and he felt a presence behind him, an evil one. A familiar one.
No! He wasn't going to let it happen! Not again! Not again!
'Its was no use trying to hide, boy! I have found you and I shall reclaim you as my slave!'
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Not again! Not... again....
Angi, Anto, Junti and Antea the Anti-Clones: *throws up their fists* Rah!
Ken Kitty: Cager does not own any of the characters in this story (which are the property of bandai, toei and all that), nor any of us anime kitties(which hail from Ghost's Anime Kitties). Cager does own the Anti-Clones. Please read and remew!
Cager's Impmon: Remew means "review" in kitty language, for 'does of you who don' know. This fic takes place exactly 4 years after the Tamers destroyed the D-Reaper and had their Digimon sent back to the Digital World, just so'es you know. ^_^
Blood: No Thicker than Water
Prologue
No! He wasn't going to let it happen! Not again! Not again!
He ran through the crowded street, pushing people out of his way and not stopping for a breath. Everything had gone black and white at first and now to shades of red. His breaths became ragged pants of weariness as he waded through the mobs of people. Each human body pressing closer to him, making him sweat and slowly suffocating him. He felt hot and sticky, but most of all, he was thirsty.
No! He wasn't going to let it happen! Not again! Not again!
He gasped and took down a deserted alleyway. He felt dizzy with exhaustion and paranoia. He knocked into trash cans and tripped over pot holes, all the while the evil cackling laughter filled his ears. He fell to the ground and tried to pull himself to his feet but without prevail. It was as if his legs had turned to lead or concrete-he wasn't going to make it! A dark shadow loomed above him now and he felt a presence behind him, an evil one. A familiar one.
No! He wasn't going to let it happen! Not again! Not again!
'Its was no use trying to hide, boy! I have found you and I shall reclaim you as my slave!'
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Not again! Not... again....