While Donald was getting used to the thought of his friends being insane and was trying to enjoy the insane party, what none of them realized was that they were being watched. Outside, from behind a clump of trees was another werewolf Digimon. His fur was bright crimson color. He wore a blue haori, with a red belt with the Kanji for Death on it. In a scabbard on his back was his samurai scythe.
His eyes were a deep green color. He had a scar running from the base of his wolf ear on the left side to his chin and always wore a sour look on his face.
"I get the feeling that there is a person that holds something that I seek," he thought.
Meanwhile, A stout boy in a blue and yellow jumper returned with two familiar Digimon that were recognizable to Takuya and the others.
"Bokomon? Neemon? What brings you here?" Tommy asked.
"News of another warrior of death. Well, more like a second part to the Death Warrior," he said.
That drew everyone's attention.
"Repeat that," Kieranmon said, his eyes wide.
"The Death Warrior was split into to Digimon. Kieranmon and Faolchumon. As soon as they were created, Faolchumon was split from Kieranmon and disappeared, presumably lost forever. Recent events indicate that the lost Death Warrior has returned and is seeking Kieranmon. The truth of the matter is that both Kieranmon and Faolchumon were and are brothers," Bokomon said.
Horomon just starred at her boyfriend. Kieranmon was lost in thought. He seemed that way for what seemed to be an eternity, but was several long drawn minutes. He finally found his voice.
"Where is he?' he finally asked.
"Last known place was Ophanimon's Castle," Bokomon said.
Once Bokomon finished, Donald went rigid.
"What's the matter with you? You look like a mouse just ran up your spine," Horomon said.
"Faolchumon is here, outside, in the trees," he said.
Kieranmon's mouth drew into a creepy, almost stalker like smile that stretched from eye to eye.
"This ought to be fun," he said.
"He'll leave you and kill the others," Bokomon added. "He thinks that they kidnapped you and kept you two separate just to torture him."
"That's complete bull…" Lobomon began, but Horomon elbowed him in the gut.
"Not in front of the kid," she hissed, then turned to Donald. "Take him to his room."
Once Donald had left, Agunimon and another Digimon that Kieranmon had never seen before opened the doors. The Digimon had lion's heads on his chest, elbow pads, knee pads and shoulder pads. The two on his shoulder pads had ruby orbs in their mouths. The armor was black with gold trimmings. A lion's head helmet revealed his burgundy red eyes only.
"That's Lowemon, the Warrior of Darkness," Horomon whispered.
Once the doors had swung fully opened, there stood a Digimon that looked exactly like Kieranmon.
"Been a long time, eh brother?" he asked.
"Indeed it has," Kieranmon replied.
Everyone looked at the two, utterly bewildered.
"You know each other?" the Flame Warrior asked.
"Know hell, I'm Braedon's older brother and twin, Rhydyn," he said.
"Older by one second," Kieranmon grunted.
"Family, this will be fun," Horomon chuckled, hugging Kieranmon.
"Now, let's par-tay," Kieranmon said.