Summery: Welcome to the life of Feliciano Vargas, a Junior in high school. Between dealing with talks of the 32nd tank brigade during discussions about the American Revolution, loud off-key choir members, shitastical friends and whatever else God can throw in your face is normal high school, right? Well, for Feliciano, things are anything else but normal when he and his brother, Lovino, have a certain 'business' they are in charge of, and not to mention Feliciano and various other students are 'special'. What else could make life complicated?

A/N: Hey guys! So this is a solo fanfic that I'm starting just in time for school! I honestly had been planning this since last week, but couldn't come up with a good plot; til now.

Basic Warnings:

Well, no pairings (at this point. May change, if I feel like it.)
Language (Lovino is in here folks, cursing is a fact.)
OOCness (possibly. Actually probably. I find it a little hard to write as Feli, since I'm pretty sarcastic in my writings.)
Possible Violence (Still in the works)
Various OC's (Bullies mainly. Some may pop up in other places as students or as former friends. There are also a few teachers here and there. Erm, I think, like one or two pop up in other places. They won't play any major parts in the story, though. Hopefully. There are just too many people involved in the story, and I don't want to make the official characters die/ seem like total douche bags.)

This is going to be quite the story, with the mafia, demons, and specialness! Now enjoy! There is a longer A/N at the end. This is also all in Feliciano's perspective (obviously).

Crash!

My eyes open slowly. I have no idea what time at night it is. I crawl out of bed and wonder down the stairs. "Mom? Dad? Lovi? Marcello? Nonno?" I turn to go into the kitchen. And freeze at the sight I see.

There is blood everywhere. On the ceiling. The walls. The floor. In the middle of the room is a creature. Its pitch black body is bent in various ways, and makes it look almost like a crouching frog…thing. Its head looks like a normal human's; from where I stand, anyway. All I see is shaggy black hair. Finally, the realization of the situation hits me. I scream. Loudly. The creature's head snaps towards me quickly. The face makes me scream again. It is white as paper, with a gaping mouth with lines of flesh covering it making it seem like a cage. It scuttles- there really isn't another word for I; it was scuttling, and right towards me. Like a crab. I back away as quickly as I can, turning to run, but I trip; as though I were in a horror movie. The monster reaches me-

I jolt awake, gasping for breath. The monstrous creature was still fresh in my mind. I jump out of bed and grab my sketch book. I draw out the monster quickly. I keep getting memories from that one night when I was thirteen. I wake up at about three in the morning, and then crawl in bed with Lovino, since I can never go back to sleep after the dreams. When I wake up again the next morning, I can't recall anything. I know it is a memory that I blocked out. I know the house; I know it was a memory from the night when…well. I think it is pretty obvious what had happened that night. I climb back into my bed. All I remember of that incident, dubbed the incident, was that Mom, Dad, and Nonno were all killed somehow; and I was the one unlucky enough to find the remains. Lovi had found me in the kitchen screaming bloody murder. Luckily, Marcello, who was only eleven at the time, was at a friend's house at the time. Who knows how bad it could have gotten if he had been there? I close my eyes. And see all the blood and the monster in the middle of it. I try to switch the image to flowers or something happy like that; but the blood corrupts everything. I sit up, throwing the covers off of my body. I grab my pillow and walk across the room to Lovino's room.

I find him asleep. "Veh~ Lovi. Lovi?" I poke him in the shoulder slightly, hoping to wake him up. He would be mad in the morning if I just snuck into his bed.

He blearily blinks his eyes. "Feli? Dammit, do you know what time it is?" He finally blinks enough to see my expression. I'm not smiling like usual. "Was it another dream?" I nod. He sighs, making room for me in his bed. "Come on." I slide under the covers and snuggle up to him. He starts petting my hair slightly. He never acts like this unless I have a nightmare. "You wanna talk about it?"

I nod slightly. "I heard a crash. When I go down stairs, I don't see anyone. I walk into the kitchen and find the room painted in blood. And-and there is a-a" I take a breath. Actually talking about it is harder than just thinking about it. "It was a monster. Pitch black body with a human head. Standing in the middle of the room. It-it-" I feel my body start to shiver.

"Shh. It's okay, Feli. Just try to sleep. It will be okay in the morning, alright? Just try to go back to sleep. We got a long day tomorrow." I somehow find it hard to stay awake. My eyes slip shut and I fall into slumber.

"Dammit, Feliciano, wake up!" I open my eyes slowly. I am still in Lovi's bedroom. And, just like every other time the dreams happened, I have no memory of what had made me so scared. I stumble out of the bed and wander into my room to grab my clothes. Today was a big day indeed. Our first day of school.

While I am not normally one to freak about this, the school we're going to is a new one. Kinda. Pacific Academy is divided into three sections. Lovi, Marcello and I have been in the private school section since the incident three years. At the end of last year Lovi had somehow managed to convince the head mistress of the school, Ms. Cotterbusom, the let us live out of the dorms and attend the public school section. She had reluctantly agreed on the condition that me and Lovi attend extra classes at night.

I sigh slightly. Lovi and Marcello at least have friends they can hang out with. I have a few friends not even worth mentioning really, that attend Pacific Academy. Kiku, one of my closest friends, is in homeschooling, and my other friends were back in our old hometown that the incident happened in. I was lucky that Kiku had coincidentally moved here a month before. At least I had one friend here with me in California. I run up into my room and grab all my stuff. I glance at my sketchbook and snatch it up. Never know if I might have the urge to draw.

I stare up at the building named Pacific Academy. It has a certain quality to it that makes it seem…not normal. I don't know if that's because it is a public/private high school. Or the fact that there is also an insane asylum in it. Or the fact there are just some downright weird kids here. Last year, I slept in a dorm room with a kid who was half zombie. His twin sister was too! I was a little afraid of them, to say the least.

Lovi comes and hits me in the shoulder, knocking me out of my daze. "Hurry up, Feliciano! We're gonna be fucking late if you don't move your ass!" I sigh. I am not ready for this. I'm not ready to be a Junior yet.

My classes go normal until lunch. When I get out into the cafeteria, I glance around, and find the group of kids I usually hang out with. I sit down next to them quietly, smiling slightly. They all are talking amongst themselves. I decide to pull out my sketchbook and draw a bit in it. Well, my sketchbook isn't really a sketchbook. There is a shop downtown that sell these nicely bound books called Book of Shadows. They come with different symbols on them. I've filled up three of these books, and am well on my way of filling up my fourth. This one has a Celtic Knot on it. I got it in April, but towards the end of the school year, the kids I hang out with wrote in it. It was stuff like 'freak' and 'baby' and all that stuff. Lovi almost killed them when he found out about it.

I start flipping through the book to find an empty page. I open the book to a random page. Staring at me was a creature that I didn't even remember drawing. Then, it hits me. The blood. The monster charging me. The dream from last night. I begin to shake slightly.

The book being moved from my hands snaps me out of the shaky feeling. One of the boys at the table takes the book and looks at the sketch of the monster. His face has something on it like mock fear. I knew that would happen. I sigh slightly, waiting for the slams on how creepy the drawing was. None of them had quit let me live down the first few things I drew when I first moved here. Most of the images had been filled with blood and death. I was dubbed as the creepy one of us.

I stand shakily and snatch my sketchbook back and leave towards the lockers, running. I don't care who sees me. I just want to think. About the dream. Or would it be suffice to call it a memory? I don't even know anymore.

I run straight into a wall. Of flesh. I fall onto my back from the impact, my stuff flying everywhere. I sit up and rub my head slightly. I look up and see the boy I ran into doing the same. He had normal clothes on, so was part of the public school. He had slicked back blonde hair and icy blue eyes. I grab all my stuff and run off, muttering a quick apology at the terrifying boy before running to my locker.

When I reach it, I sink down and put my head on my knees. I am still shaky from the memory. What was that thing? Was it real, or was I putting that in place of the actual murderer? I don't know! I don't know! I steady my breathing. I couldn't have a panic attack here. I grab all my supplies for my next class and walk towards the room.

Everything is goes back to mild normality until I reach fifth period. American History. Assuming that there weren't any seating arraignments, I sit up in the front of the room near a few of the kids in my grade. They were popular, but I didn't mind so long as they didn't ask questions. One of their friends walks in. All but one desk is taken, and that desk is way on the other side of the room. I look at the girl fidgeting. I smile at her and grab my stuff. "I'll move seats, ve~." She smiles back at me and thanks me. I go back to corner of the room where the last desk is. Its right behind the boy I ran into. Well. That may not be good. He turns to look at me. "Why did you give up your seat for that girl?"

I shrug, and smile at him. "She wanted to be by her friends. Plus, I feel awkward being with all of them, ve." I look down at my books. "Sorry about earlier. I should have been looking where I was going." I look back up at him. "My name is Feliciano! What's your name?"

He seems slightly startled at my question. "Uh…Ludwig. And it's fine, I guess. First day of school and all. Everyone is slightly dazed." I am about to respond, but the teacher soon starts calling roll. Class goes by normally, along with the rest of school. Everything is over before I realize it.

I walk to my locker and grab all of my stuff and run to meet my brothers. I hope they had as good of a day as I did. I made a new friend after all. Well, if you could call Ludwig that.

A/n: Well, I decided that, within the first week of school starting, that I have enough crazy ass shit going on that I feel that it would be amusing to put into fanfiction format. Thus, this story was born. I actually had no idea of a plot until about Wednesday. I finally figured out a way to make the story interesting! If you haven't figured out by now, some things in this story have actually happened. I actually use the books the Feli has as sketchbooks, as a sketchbook. And my friends did write in it, but the called me bitch in it. I was pretty pissed, considering it was 20 bucks. In the authors notes, I will end up telling you guys what parts are real, and which aren't. Most of the stuff in the American History class involving Feli and anyone but Ludwig probably will be real. Errr….if there is a * next to it, it will be known as being real. That is the sign for that for future chapters.

Anyway, I had to rewrite this chapter a few times. Feliciano just seemed to OOC. The story originally started with him saying and explaining that he really hated Pacific Academy. It seemed to Lovino like, and not enough Feliciano. Honestly, this will probably be updated whenever I have a chapter done. Since I have a few bits planned out already, that may be frequent.

Oh, so, I noticed a lot of people use stuff like World Academy and Hetalia Academy for Gakuen AU's. I figured, why not use my own and original school that I made instead? Since I actually have independent stories that take place in Pacific Academy, those characters will pop up, but not frequently. Also, some events will also come up that seem pretty random, but eh. I'll explain it when it gets to that point.

And, Lovino and Feliciano are twins in this. The reason for that is because most of the characters that fit into their specific 'category' in Pacific Academy are actually twins. Also, it comes into play later when the 'specialness' is elaborated into.

And since Romano and Italy are twins, I wanted to add Seborga into this as well. I feel bad that he is ignored in the other fanfic I'm working on. He will probably be OOC, since I still don't know his character. I think that is about it. Anyway, review and tell me if it seems interesting or not!As chapters progress, and characters are introduced, I will add a chart thing with basics.