Yamato groaned as he stared at the body beside him. It was Sora. He tried to lift himself to his knees, but found that agonizing pain that came with it too much to bear.
"Sora." Yamato whispered as he tapped her shoulder. She didn't move. Yamato felt his innards twist as he nudged her again. She remained still, which sent cold chills up and down his spine. Yamato shook her again, he was beginning to lose control of him self. Now, he was controlled by his fear and pushed his body besides her and moved her so he could stare at her face.
"Sora!" Yamato murmured as he felt tears coming down from his eyes. Yamato didn't understand how he could lose her so many times in such a short period of time. He felt so happy when he found her, but now, she's not herself and not even conscious.
"Sora…" Yamato whispered as he brushed a strand of fiery hair from her face. Even in her sleep she looked like an angel. Yamato watched as her lips whispered unheard words to an unknown person.
"Aw, look at them. How cute. It's a Kodak moment!" Yamato glared at the person that spoke of him and Sora.
"You bastard!" Yamato growled and spat at Sang's feet. "Why the hell did you hide like behind that disguise, Yoshio? Or is it Sang?" Yamato asked his voice so filled with hatred that venom seemed to drip from each sound that came from his mouth.
"It doesn't matter, Nephew. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to take my fiancée to my room and allow her to regain her strength." Yamato looked around at the grungy basement then looked back at Sang. He lifted Sora into his arms and smiled down at Yamato, with a menacing smile.
"Fucking asshole!" Yamato screamed as loud as he could muster, but immediately regretted it when he was met with the first wave of pain from his injuries.
"Now, now, Nephew you wouldn't want to let my angel here hear you, would you?" Yamato glared at Sang, wishing that looks could kill. He wanted so much to burn a whole into Sang's heart and watch him writhe in agony, just like he was making Yamato feel by taking Sora.
"Au du, Nephew." Sang vanished with his words hanging in the dark must of the basement. Yamato felt himself being lifted from the ground and the next thing he knew he was gagged and blindfolded.
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"Onichan?" Takeru looked around the small street he had been searching. Takeru was worried for his brother. Takeru knew all too well what his brother was capable of when he was angry and running with vengeance in his veins. Takeru feared and pitied the poor soul that had unleashed this terrible evil in his brother. It would not be stopped until Yamato had his revenge, Takeru knew that for sure.
"Takeru, any sign?" Taichi asked as he ran up to the young blond.
"No." Takeru glanced behind the brunette and shook his head, tears starting to fill his eyes. "What if we never find him? What if something terrible happened to my Onichan!?" Takeru asked as the dam wall broke and his tears flooded his face.
Taichi, who was used to this after the few incidences in the Digi-world and had a younger sibling of his own, embraced the boy and tried to calm him. He knew that it never fully worked, but it was always worth a try. Taichi normally wouldn't hug a guy in public, but they were in France and miles away from anybody that he knew. Then again, Takeru might as well be his little brother, too. Yamato and Taichi had gone through hell and high water to protect both of their younger siblings, they both knew exactly how to calm the kids, even if they couldn't do it as well as the other they still made results.
"Taichi Yagami." Taichi felt the hair on the back of his neck rise at the sound of that familiar voice. He also felt Takeru move away form him.
"Where's my Onichan, Yoshio?" Takeru asked in a voice that was a lot more in control then a few minutes before.
Yoshio only laughed. "Hopefully in Davy Jones' locker." Takeru and Taichi both got ready to jump him for that smart-alack remark. "But knowing my damn luck he survived and is on his way to find his Sora." Yoshio laughed once more and smiled at the younger blond. "My dumb nephew is controlled by his fucking heart, his father was correct in saying that he was too much like his mother. The whore she is." Takeru lunged at Yoshio in rage, but Taichi grabbed him.
"Takeru, calm down. He's out of his mind." Takeru nodded and Taichi kept his hand on Takeru's shoulder.
"I know a way to get rid of him forever, though. I'll never have to worry about Ishida Yamato again. Just watch your backs." Yoshio vanished in a puff of smoke. Takeru glanced at Taichi, his eyes wide in horror. Taichi glanced at Takeru, he had a mask on, and he didn't need Takeru to know he was scared, too, but Yoshio had always given Taichi the creeps. This was just one of final straws to prove Taichi wasn't nuts.
"We have to get to Mimi!" Taichi shouted and turned on his heels and ran like mad towards Takeru's grandparents' home.
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"Yamato, are you ok?" Mimi asked again, her voice filled with worry as she watched his grandmother bandage and disinfect Yamato's injured torso.
Yamato nodded, but winced in pain as his Grandma applied some more antiseptic. Mimi had found her friend collapsed in an ally a few streets down. She had rushed back to get his grandpa to help.
"Matteu, what the hell made you leave during that concert?" His Grandfather asked curiously. Allowing Yamato to understand that he had made a stupid move in his opinion.
"Pa-po, I…I…" Yamato closed his eyes and just tried to control his voice, but it was showing signs of tears. Yamato tried to swallow, but the lump that had started forming wouldn't allow him to.
"You, what, chou-chou (cabbage or crème-puff- it's one of those two.) ?" Mimi chuckled at Yamato's Grandma's endearment to her now slightly blushing Grandson.
"Grams." Yamato wined. He never really liked that nickname. He was never into being called a food product. Grams smiled at her grandson.
"Oh, Matteu, get over it. You are still mon petit chou-chou whether you like it or not! But most of all you'll remain that way until I die." Yamato had a hint of fear in his eyes.
"No! That won't be for a long time! You can't leave me! Neither of you two can!" Yamato cried and threw himself at his Grandma as if he was a small child again. "You guys can't leave me, too." Yamato cried into Gram's shoulder. Grams smiled and patted Yamato's trembling body.
"Matteu, neither your Pa-po nor I plan on dying any time soon. So you don't have to worry." Yamato nodded at his Grams' soothing comment. Pa-po smiled as he realized what was going on.
"Mademoiselles, could you please let me talk to Matteu in private?" Pa-po asked in the utmost flattering manner. Mimi helped Grams' to her feet and they left Yamato alone with his grandfather.
"Good, now that they are gone, we can talk, Matteu." Yamato sniffled as he stopped the tears that had overwhelmed him.
"Oiu, Pa-po." Yamato said quietly looking at his feet.
"Son, does this whole thing have anything to do with Sora?" Yamato jerked his head up to stare at Pa-po. "I'll take that as a yes." Pa-po smiled. "Tell me about what happened and don't leave anything out." Pa-po sat down across from Yamato and smiled.
"Pa-po, the reader's digest version is that I brought Takeru, Mimi, Taichi and Sora with me on my band's tour as a present for Sora's birthday, but so not to make it really obvious I brought Tai and Mimi along. Takeru always goes so nobody thought twice about him going. But when we were in Hawaii, Sora and I were in our hotel room sleeping when this guy was staring at us. I went to go see how he had gotten there, but instead of finding somebody there, I felt part of the balcony give way and I had to grab onto the next railing. I was there for less then a minute when, Mimi came out to help me up. When I was up I saw this shadow touch Sora and she moved forwards, falling off the side. But she didn't have that same luck I had and the next thing I saw was water splashing. I spent all night and most of the next day searching for her. I was wondering every inch of the beach that I knew of.
Then about thirty minutes before we had to leave, I had this gut feeling to check out Yoshio's room. I ran there and I was looking out from his balcony-, which had a perfect view into Sora, Takeru and my room. I heard a scream from below and saw Sora running on the beach below, I ran down the fire escape and was standing on the beach before I had time to think. When the girl I swore was Sora ran up to me she did something that knocked me unconscious. I awoke on the plane to here.
Everything was great. Not! Yoshio was telling me to get over Sora and that she was dead. When the plane landed he wondered off, which saved his mother fucking ass-"
"YAMATO!" Yamato gulped, he knew he did something wrong when Pa-po said his Japanese name. "Language!" Yamato nodded.
"Sorry. Well by Yoshio not being there it saved me some grief. We caught a cab and I instructed him to come here, but when we were passing the library I asked him to stop and I got out. I told him to take the others here and paid him the fare at that moment. I met up with Brigitte and talked for a little while. Then I went to the reference section to look at the land that my father owned when his family used to be in France. I learned about my Great-great uncle and aunts and grandfather. But when I looked at the picture of my great-great uncle I saw Yoshio, I didn't realize it at first, but when I heard his voice behind me, part of me knew immediately.
I met the freak that had taken Sora, I knew this because he mentioned her and told me what a lousy nephew I am. Then he let, but I woke to my friends standing around me. I got up and left, I didn't need to be around them. I ran into a girl in the ally, and it was Sora. We were talking when he showed up again. Sang-or Yoshio however you'd prefer to think of him- killed her in front of me. Or at least I thought he killed her. I was so overwhelmed that I collapsed and woke up here and then went to the concert where I saw Sora in the crowd. I watched her intently, but Sang came and kissed her! He took her out and was staring at me, making sure I was watching. I ran after them and into his little house where I grabbed a knife at the sound of Sora screaming. I ran down into thee basement to find him…find him…" Yamato looked at his hands. They were balled into fists and the knuckles were a vibrant shade of white. "He was molesting her. So I jumped him and rammed the knife into him a few times. Obviously, he won. I don't' know how he survived. All I know is that somebody or something brought me to the ally where Mimi found me and that's that."
Pa-po stared at his grandson in astonishment. He hadn't expected to hear any of that. The worst thing was that he knew whom this Sang character was. He remembered learning about him in his Legendary history of France course. He was the oldest son of a Japanese man that left his wife with four children and 600 acres of land. They had never found Sang's body, but they found the mutilated bodies of his family. Pa-po had learned that after awhile people started to be mysteriously murdered. The thing they had in common was that they had somehow done harm against Sang's family.
"What about Takeru?" He questioned as he glanced at the blond before him.
"He should be safe." Yamato stopped as he heard the front doors slam shut and Taichi's voice.
"Mimi, why the fuck didn't you get us on the two-way?" This time it was Takeru speaking. Yamato could just imagine his Grams' face, because Takeru was apologizing profusely.
"YAMATO!" Taichi burst through the doors to the parlor. He ran to his best friend's side and slugged him in the shoulder. Yamato winced in pain and Taichi immediately rubbed the now bruised spot on his friend's arm.
"Thanks, Tai, didn't know I needed more injuries." Taichi smiled meekly at his glaring friend.
"Sorry, dude, I just got carried away. It was either that or a hug and that would've killed you." Yamato nodded, he understood Taichi's motive. The two teens smiled and then Taichi looked at Yamato seriously.
"Seki said that you saw Sora." Yamato nodded. "Where the hell is she then!?" Taichi asked looking around the room curiously.
"Yoshio took her." Taichi's jaw dropped.
"I'll kick his ass." Taichi paused and looked Yamato over. "That stick did this to you?" Yamato nodded.
"Yeah, but he kicked when I was down. I mean he got my nuts and then when after everything else. I don't know why Sora didn't try to help, I think he pressure pointed her."
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"Ciel, why?" Sora asked her look alike. The woman smiled at her.
"Sora, you may not realize it, but I'm your great great great grandmother. It is my duty to protect my children and their progeny." Sora smiled innocently. "Dear, I died from a broken heart, due to Sang's disappearance, don't worry, you and Yamato aren't related." Sora blushed and closed her mouth.
"How?" Sora asked quietly. Ciel smiled, her wisdom shining brightly.
"Dear, I was allowed to only have a son, before I died, but I do recall how the girls reacted to him. Hell, I remember how I reacted when I met Sang. I assure you, that he doesn't know, but I wouldn't put it past your friends." Sora blushed lightly. Ciel winked at Sora. "Besides, I was glued to him the entire time I was at his concert, and let me tell you this, Child, you've got it bad!"
"I'm that obvious!?" Ciel nodded.
"Don't worry, I think this experience will allow you two to realize what's worth while in life." Sora sighed. Ciel observed the look on her great grandchild's face, she sighed inwardly. 'I won't allow another Ishida to close a Takenouchi's heart. Especially, if it means that the name well end with her.'
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"Fuck that! I want the next thing that is closest to Yamato! He must suffer that nephew of mine!" Sang paced the length of the room again. A wry smile twisted on Sang's lips. "You know what to do!" The two shadows nodded and vanished.
"I'll get my revenge on you, Nephew."
"Sora." Yamato whispered as he tapped her shoulder. She didn't move. Yamato felt his innards twist as he nudged her again. She remained still, which sent cold chills up and down his spine. Yamato shook her again, he was beginning to lose control of him self. Now, he was controlled by his fear and pushed his body besides her and moved her so he could stare at her face.
"Sora!" Yamato murmured as he felt tears coming down from his eyes. Yamato didn't understand how he could lose her so many times in such a short period of time. He felt so happy when he found her, but now, she's not herself and not even conscious.
"Sora…" Yamato whispered as he brushed a strand of fiery hair from her face. Even in her sleep she looked like an angel. Yamato watched as her lips whispered unheard words to an unknown person.
"Aw, look at them. How cute. It's a Kodak moment!" Yamato glared at the person that spoke of him and Sora.
"You bastard!" Yamato growled and spat at Sang's feet. "Why the hell did you hide like behind that disguise, Yoshio? Or is it Sang?" Yamato asked his voice so filled with hatred that venom seemed to drip from each sound that came from his mouth.
"It doesn't matter, Nephew. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to take my fiancée to my room and allow her to regain her strength." Yamato looked around at the grungy basement then looked back at Sang. He lifted Sora into his arms and smiled down at Yamato, with a menacing smile.
"Fucking asshole!" Yamato screamed as loud as he could muster, but immediately regretted it when he was met with the first wave of pain from his injuries.
"Now, now, Nephew you wouldn't want to let my angel here hear you, would you?" Yamato glared at Sang, wishing that looks could kill. He wanted so much to burn a whole into Sang's heart and watch him writhe in agony, just like he was making Yamato feel by taking Sora.
"Au du, Nephew." Sang vanished with his words hanging in the dark must of the basement. Yamato felt himself being lifted from the ground and the next thing he knew he was gagged and blindfolded.
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"Onichan?" Takeru looked around the small street he had been searching. Takeru was worried for his brother. Takeru knew all too well what his brother was capable of when he was angry and running with vengeance in his veins. Takeru feared and pitied the poor soul that had unleashed this terrible evil in his brother. It would not be stopped until Yamato had his revenge, Takeru knew that for sure.
"Takeru, any sign?" Taichi asked as he ran up to the young blond.
"No." Takeru glanced behind the brunette and shook his head, tears starting to fill his eyes. "What if we never find him? What if something terrible happened to my Onichan!?" Takeru asked as the dam wall broke and his tears flooded his face.
Taichi, who was used to this after the few incidences in the Digi-world and had a younger sibling of his own, embraced the boy and tried to calm him. He knew that it never fully worked, but it was always worth a try. Taichi normally wouldn't hug a guy in public, but they were in France and miles away from anybody that he knew. Then again, Takeru might as well be his little brother, too. Yamato and Taichi had gone through hell and high water to protect both of their younger siblings, they both knew exactly how to calm the kids, even if they couldn't do it as well as the other they still made results.
"Taichi Yagami." Taichi felt the hair on the back of his neck rise at the sound of that familiar voice. He also felt Takeru move away form him.
"Where's my Onichan, Yoshio?" Takeru asked in a voice that was a lot more in control then a few minutes before.
Yoshio only laughed. "Hopefully in Davy Jones' locker." Takeru and Taichi both got ready to jump him for that smart-alack remark. "But knowing my damn luck he survived and is on his way to find his Sora." Yoshio laughed once more and smiled at the younger blond. "My dumb nephew is controlled by his fucking heart, his father was correct in saying that he was too much like his mother. The whore she is." Takeru lunged at Yoshio in rage, but Taichi grabbed him.
"Takeru, calm down. He's out of his mind." Takeru nodded and Taichi kept his hand on Takeru's shoulder.
"I know a way to get rid of him forever, though. I'll never have to worry about Ishida Yamato again. Just watch your backs." Yoshio vanished in a puff of smoke. Takeru glanced at Taichi, his eyes wide in horror. Taichi glanced at Takeru, he had a mask on, and he didn't need Takeru to know he was scared, too, but Yoshio had always given Taichi the creeps. This was just one of final straws to prove Taichi wasn't nuts.
"We have to get to Mimi!" Taichi shouted and turned on his heels and ran like mad towards Takeru's grandparents' home.
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"Yamato, are you ok?" Mimi asked again, her voice filled with worry as she watched his grandmother bandage and disinfect Yamato's injured torso.
Yamato nodded, but winced in pain as his Grandma applied some more antiseptic. Mimi had found her friend collapsed in an ally a few streets down. She had rushed back to get his grandpa to help.
"Matteu, what the hell made you leave during that concert?" His Grandfather asked curiously. Allowing Yamato to understand that he had made a stupid move in his opinion.
"Pa-po, I…I…" Yamato closed his eyes and just tried to control his voice, but it was showing signs of tears. Yamato tried to swallow, but the lump that had started forming wouldn't allow him to.
"You, what, chou-chou (cabbage or crème-puff- it's one of those two.) ?" Mimi chuckled at Yamato's Grandma's endearment to her now slightly blushing Grandson.
"Grams." Yamato wined. He never really liked that nickname. He was never into being called a food product. Grams smiled at her grandson.
"Oh, Matteu, get over it. You are still mon petit chou-chou whether you like it or not! But most of all you'll remain that way until I die." Yamato had a hint of fear in his eyes.
"No! That won't be for a long time! You can't leave me! Neither of you two can!" Yamato cried and threw himself at his Grandma as if he was a small child again. "You guys can't leave me, too." Yamato cried into Gram's shoulder. Grams smiled and patted Yamato's trembling body.
"Matteu, neither your Pa-po nor I plan on dying any time soon. So you don't have to worry." Yamato nodded at his Grams' soothing comment. Pa-po smiled as he realized what was going on.
"Mademoiselles, could you please let me talk to Matteu in private?" Pa-po asked in the utmost flattering manner. Mimi helped Grams' to her feet and they left Yamato alone with his grandfather.
"Good, now that they are gone, we can talk, Matteu." Yamato sniffled as he stopped the tears that had overwhelmed him.
"Oiu, Pa-po." Yamato said quietly looking at his feet.
"Son, does this whole thing have anything to do with Sora?" Yamato jerked his head up to stare at Pa-po. "I'll take that as a yes." Pa-po smiled. "Tell me about what happened and don't leave anything out." Pa-po sat down across from Yamato and smiled.
"Pa-po, the reader's digest version is that I brought Takeru, Mimi, Taichi and Sora with me on my band's tour as a present for Sora's birthday, but so not to make it really obvious I brought Tai and Mimi along. Takeru always goes so nobody thought twice about him going. But when we were in Hawaii, Sora and I were in our hotel room sleeping when this guy was staring at us. I went to go see how he had gotten there, but instead of finding somebody there, I felt part of the balcony give way and I had to grab onto the next railing. I was there for less then a minute when, Mimi came out to help me up. When I was up I saw this shadow touch Sora and she moved forwards, falling off the side. But she didn't have that same luck I had and the next thing I saw was water splashing. I spent all night and most of the next day searching for her. I was wondering every inch of the beach that I knew of.
Then about thirty minutes before we had to leave, I had this gut feeling to check out Yoshio's room. I ran there and I was looking out from his balcony-, which had a perfect view into Sora, Takeru and my room. I heard a scream from below and saw Sora running on the beach below, I ran down the fire escape and was standing on the beach before I had time to think. When the girl I swore was Sora ran up to me she did something that knocked me unconscious. I awoke on the plane to here.
Everything was great. Not! Yoshio was telling me to get over Sora and that she was dead. When the plane landed he wondered off, which saved his mother fucking ass-"
"YAMATO!" Yamato gulped, he knew he did something wrong when Pa-po said his Japanese name. "Language!" Yamato nodded.
"Sorry. Well by Yoshio not being there it saved me some grief. We caught a cab and I instructed him to come here, but when we were passing the library I asked him to stop and I got out. I told him to take the others here and paid him the fare at that moment. I met up with Brigitte and talked for a little while. Then I went to the reference section to look at the land that my father owned when his family used to be in France. I learned about my Great-great uncle and aunts and grandfather. But when I looked at the picture of my great-great uncle I saw Yoshio, I didn't realize it at first, but when I heard his voice behind me, part of me knew immediately.
I met the freak that had taken Sora, I knew this because he mentioned her and told me what a lousy nephew I am. Then he let, but I woke to my friends standing around me. I got up and left, I didn't need to be around them. I ran into a girl in the ally, and it was Sora. We were talking when he showed up again. Sang-or Yoshio however you'd prefer to think of him- killed her in front of me. Or at least I thought he killed her. I was so overwhelmed that I collapsed and woke up here and then went to the concert where I saw Sora in the crowd. I watched her intently, but Sang came and kissed her! He took her out and was staring at me, making sure I was watching. I ran after them and into his little house where I grabbed a knife at the sound of Sora screaming. I ran down into thee basement to find him…find him…" Yamato looked at his hands. They were balled into fists and the knuckles were a vibrant shade of white. "He was molesting her. So I jumped him and rammed the knife into him a few times. Obviously, he won. I don't' know how he survived. All I know is that somebody or something brought me to the ally where Mimi found me and that's that."
Pa-po stared at his grandson in astonishment. He hadn't expected to hear any of that. The worst thing was that he knew whom this Sang character was. He remembered learning about him in his Legendary history of France course. He was the oldest son of a Japanese man that left his wife with four children and 600 acres of land. They had never found Sang's body, but they found the mutilated bodies of his family. Pa-po had learned that after awhile people started to be mysteriously murdered. The thing they had in common was that they had somehow done harm against Sang's family.
"What about Takeru?" He questioned as he glanced at the blond before him.
"He should be safe." Yamato stopped as he heard the front doors slam shut and Taichi's voice.
"Mimi, why the fuck didn't you get us on the two-way?" This time it was Takeru speaking. Yamato could just imagine his Grams' face, because Takeru was apologizing profusely.
"YAMATO!" Taichi burst through the doors to the parlor. He ran to his best friend's side and slugged him in the shoulder. Yamato winced in pain and Taichi immediately rubbed the now bruised spot on his friend's arm.
"Thanks, Tai, didn't know I needed more injuries." Taichi smiled meekly at his glaring friend.
"Sorry, dude, I just got carried away. It was either that or a hug and that would've killed you." Yamato nodded, he understood Taichi's motive. The two teens smiled and then Taichi looked at Yamato seriously.
"Seki said that you saw Sora." Yamato nodded. "Where the hell is she then!?" Taichi asked looking around the room curiously.
"Yoshio took her." Taichi's jaw dropped.
"I'll kick his ass." Taichi paused and looked Yamato over. "That stick did this to you?" Yamato nodded.
"Yeah, but he kicked when I was down. I mean he got my nuts and then when after everything else. I don't know why Sora didn't try to help, I think he pressure pointed her."
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"Ciel, why?" Sora asked her look alike. The woman smiled at her.
"Sora, you may not realize it, but I'm your great great great grandmother. It is my duty to protect my children and their progeny." Sora smiled innocently. "Dear, I died from a broken heart, due to Sang's disappearance, don't worry, you and Yamato aren't related." Sora blushed and closed her mouth.
"How?" Sora asked quietly. Ciel smiled, her wisdom shining brightly.
"Dear, I was allowed to only have a son, before I died, but I do recall how the girls reacted to him. Hell, I remember how I reacted when I met Sang. I assure you, that he doesn't know, but I wouldn't put it past your friends." Sora blushed lightly. Ciel winked at Sora. "Besides, I was glued to him the entire time I was at his concert, and let me tell you this, Child, you've got it bad!"
"I'm that obvious!?" Ciel nodded.
"Don't worry, I think this experience will allow you two to realize what's worth while in life." Sora sighed. Ciel observed the look on her great grandchild's face, she sighed inwardly. 'I won't allow another Ishida to close a Takenouchi's heart. Especially, if it means that the name well end with her.'
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"Fuck that! I want the next thing that is closest to Yamato! He must suffer that nephew of mine!" Sang paced the length of the room again. A wry smile twisted on Sang's lips. "You know what to do!" The two shadows nodded and vanished.
"I'll get my revenge on you, Nephew."