Over twenty years have passed since the events of the Young Blood Chronicles, and things have gone back to normal... well, if you consider a crew of sexy female assassins trying to kill a rock band for whatever could be in that mysterious briefcase and to completely destroy music as we know it as normal. With life on earth returned to normal, the boys have settled down, started families, and have (mostly) led happy, peaceful lives. However, the truth about what the boys faced is out, and their children are determined to finish what their fathers started. Now it's time for the next generation... "Wearing our vintage misery; no, I think it looked a little better on me..." ※ NOT REGULARLY UPDATED; JUST A FUN SIDE PROJECT※ *Also, this is an AU story- I had to bend the story a little in order to make this idea work, so please, forgive me- I'm a huge FOB fan, and I don't mean to upset anyone by writing things inaccurately. * ☆This story is rated Mature for language, violence, and a handful of triggering moments.☆
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