"KENTA!" Ren screamed, waking herself as she shot up out of bed, breathing heavily. Cold sweat covered her skin, her heartbeat irregular. Never had she heard such a scream in her life. The nightmare almost seemed too real. A crash outside her room caused her to perk, and moments later, her father had busted the door open.

"Ren! I heard you scream! Is everything okay?!" He panted with panic.

"Y-Yeah..." She answered, and he settled down, letting out a tired sigh. He walked over to her bedside, sitting on it.

"What happened?" He asked, and she thought about her nightmare for a moment.

"I had a nightmare..."

"Oh..."

"I-It was about Kenta..." She added and her father blinked. When he was silent, she continued.

"I heard him scream. Scream so loud, I sounded like he was in pain," Ren explained and this worried Senketsu deeply. Over the years, as the two siblings had grown up, he noticed that they shared a deep mental bond with each other. If one were hurt, the other would somehow know.

"A-Ah..." Ren winced suddenly, her hand moving to the bandages on her arm. He blinked, shaking his head to rid of his thoughts as he grew worried again.

"Is it hurting?" He asked, and she nodded. Rising from the bed, he walked out of the room. It had been a few hours, so it was about time to change her bandages again.

Coming back with the medical kit, he set it on the bed next to him. Going to work, he peeled off the bandages gently and slowly, sure to not cause more pain. When the bandages were completely off, he examined the bite marks on her forearm, the puncture marks deep and red. Sighing, he started to clean it again, letting the ointment settle into the skin. Ren breathed, finding it painful.

Once a new set of bandages were wrapped on her arm, her father moved to her shoulder, all the while, the two were silent. Ren had taken her attention to the window, looking at the dark night skies. Clouds must've come in, seeing as no stars were visible.

"There supposed to be a storm tonight?" She asked.

"Maybe. I'm not sure," He replied, and both were swept into the awkward silence again.

When her shoulder bandages had been replaced, he settled back on the side of the bed, putting away the supplies as they continued to sit in silence. Letting out another sigh, Senketsu rose from the bed, walking over to the door.

"If you need anything, just yell for me, okay?" He turned to her.

"Yeah," She murmured, avoiding his gaze. He frowned at her before turning and closing the door, exiting into the hallway.

After placing the medical kit onto the counter, he leaned against it, taking in the silence of the small home. He closed his eyes, starting to think about the different things that had occurred within the past twenty-four hours. His thoughts strayed to his past, how things were so much different back then.

Having once been a piece of talking clothing, the Life-Fibers stitched into his fabric, he was now a normal human. It was these Life-Fibers that were making it possible for him to be alive in this body. Even though he lacked many than before, they were still present.

But he and Ryuko's fears had been confirmed when Ren was born. The Life-Fibers were hereditary, seeing that she looked much more like her father than her mother did. When Kenta was born, he too had been passed down with the red threads.

A flash of lightning broke Senketsu away from his thoughts. He turned to the nearest window, see that the storm had started. Rain beat against the windows, the trees blowing with fervency.

He just hoped that Ryuko and Kenta were okay...

"L-Life-Fibers?" The two women repeated Houka's words, and the man nodded.

"What's even more concerning is that, even when this sample is small, the amount of Life-Fibers in it seems to be quite high, much more over the normal level," Houka added, looking back at the computer. Takumi blinked, confused at the words that his father was saying.

"Why in the name of god are those forbidden things back?" A fourth voice spoke out, shrill and un-amused. Ryuko's skin prickled at the voice, and she turned slightly to see a smaller woman standing at the foot of the stairs, her hands on her hips. Her short, pink hair was mostly a mess, splayed out and unkempt. Her eyes were narrow, looking as if she had just woken up. The long, oversized shirt and boxer shorts hinted that she wore Houka's clothes as pajamas.

"Nonon, it's so nice to see you again," Satsuki rose from her chair to embrace the smaller woman. She happily obliged to the embrace, but broke away to lock eyes with Ryuko.

"Why is that runt here?" She asked, and Ryuko sneered.

"If anyone's a runt, it'd be you," Ryuko countered and Nonon snorted.

"As if,"

"If you two would stop flirting with each other, I'd like to continue our conversation at hand here," Houka interrupted before turning back to the computer.

"FLIRTING?!" Nonon squeaked, and Ryuko huffed.

"I agree, I wanna know why this creature that captured my son has those deadly threads infused into its body," Ryuko spoke, and Houka started to type away at the keyboard.

"However it got them, this person uses the threads to allow themselves to shape-shift into the animals you have described to me," Houka replied, turning back to them.

"If you guys wouldn't mind, could someone tell me what the hell we're talking about?" Nonon butted in, curious as to why Satsuki and Ryuko were present in the first place...

Telling the same story that was passed to Houka, Nonon sat with her arms over her chest.

"So you're basically bringing us all into this dire situation because you can't get your little brat back from a mutt?" Nonon simplified the explanation and Ryuko glared at her again.

"And I'm sure you would ask for help if your son was put into the same situation?" Ryuko hissed and Nonon growled but kept silent as she leaned back into her chair.

"So what will happen now?" Takumi finally spoke after staying quiet the whole time. The adults exchanged glances with each other.

"I'm sure Iori would love to hear about this. His studies into the fibers have gotten much better," Houka broke the air, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Very well then, our next stop is to visit Iori," Satsuki rose to her seat, but Houka stopped her.

"There is no need to go fly to his home. We've kept in contact with each other over the years, and even with it being so late at night, I'm sure he's still awake," Houka replied, turning and walking over to the large computer screen.

Across Japan, a blonde was steadily at work on something when a small ring came from his computer. Sighing, he rose from his spot and went over to the desk. When he saw the name on the screen, he quickly clicked on the respond button, and seconds later, a video feed popped up. On the other end was Houka himself, with the others behind him.

"Houka? What brings you to call me this late at night?" The blonde blinked, tilting his head.

"We have a situation occurring, Iori, in which we need your help," Houka replied.

"Oh? What does Satsuki and Matoi need with my help?" Iori asked, noticing the two women in the back.

After a quick explanation of what had occurred that day, Iori was rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"There is a small possibility that a small part of the Original Life-Fiber could've survived our attack all those years ago," Iori replied, and Houka blinked.

"Survived? But how? Raygo and Nui absorbed all of it," Ryuko spoke this time.

"Even then, a small part of it could've detached itself, going unnoticed by any of us because we were too busy fighting Raygo," Iori inquired and Ryuko blinked.

"How could have it survived this long, though?" Satsuki asked and Iori thought a for minute.

"I'm not sure, but whatever it did to do so, it probably acted on its instinct and fed off other creatures to supply itself with blood for these many years. However, to the creature that has kidnapped your son... There's a possibility that it was born from this small piece of Life-Fibers. But, I wouldn't know unless I have seen the data itself," Iori continued, trying to come up with the best possible scenario. Whatever was wreaking havoc on the group, it was clear it had some sort of mission at hand if it had taken Matoi's son.

"We will give you further information when we get it," Houka replied. With that, they ended the video call, the screen disappearing. Iori sighed and sat because into his chair, over thinking what he had just been told.

Life-Fibers were still around, which meant a new battle was bound to happen.

Standing from his chair, he walked over to the end of the room, where a large wardrobe stood against the wall. Opening the double doors, he looked at the outfits inside.

"I've been keeping these for a special emergency... I just hope they'll still be strong enough to fight..." Iori replied as he reached forward and grabbed a sleeve of one of the outfits. The material was rough with age, but the Life-Fibers etched into its fabric were still strong enough for one more battle.

Iori then shut the doors, hiding what was inside before turning and returning to his work...

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