Disclaimer: Trinity Blood was created by Sunao Yoshida, may Sunao rest in peace.

Warning: mild language

(Author's Note: Oh, I do love messing with time. I know it's a little early for Halloween, but I've had this idea in my head for sometime now. Besides I have a feeling this story will end up being quite long. Besides my grocery store already has out Halloween decorations and candy, so why can't I start a story over a month early?

I'm going to try to keep this story to three points of view: Esther and Abel. This way it won't be too confusing… sort of. Also, a little explanation on Abel's childhood personality, from what I have read in notes and back story, he was rather grumpy and against the world type person. It wasn't until a little later he started to change. Abel and Cain are equal to fifteen since they age 1.5 years slower they are really 22.5 years old, but look and act 15.)

Trinity Blood: Hallows' Eve
Part 1: Twins of the Past

Esther looked around herself nervously. The sounds coming through the night sent a chill through her. No, Esther shook her head and hoisted her gun. She had to protect Cardinal Sforza. Father Nightroad and Father Tres were counting on her to do this much at the very least. From just through the metal door she could hear Father Nightroad's muffled shouts and Tres' calmer, emotionless voice. Soon the two of their voices vanished. Gunshots were fired, Esther's heart was racing. What was happening out their?

Suddenly a blinding flash of white light engulfed the room. The ground lurched, hurling Esther and Caterina into the swirling mist. Her vision went blank as she stuck a cold; yet soft surface. Slowly Esther's vision came back into focus. Snow swirled down and lightly touched her face, melting and sliding down her cheek to the snow covered earth. Snow? Esther sat bolt up right and looked wildly around herself. A strange place met her gaze. The entire city around her was flashing orange lights; there were mechanical people on a broom as well as crude interoperations of vampires. Stranger still all the people on the street were dressed strangely. One person was even completely covered in fur of all things. Slowly Esther stood eyes wide as she took in the scene before her.

"Hey, kid, get back here!" Esther turned at the sound of the shout. Before she could react a lanky boy slammed headlong into her. Pain lanced through her as she stuck the ground.

Blinking through watering eyes, Esther saw the boy, or teen more over, was rubbing his shoulder. "Are you all right, miss?" he asked, two extremely light blue eyes looked at Esther with concern. His voice was muffled by the scarf which was wrapped tightly around his head and neck. He wore a white, button up shirt with a light weight jacket on over it. His paints were blue and seemed to have been made out of a thick material and he wore white boots. "Ah-oh," he took hold of her wrist, dragging her to her feet. "Come on, run!" he shouted at her.

With a glance over her shoulder, Esther saw why the boy was so panicked. Several well armed people were chasing after them. "Where are we going?" she asked the boy as he dragged her into an alley.

"Away from the UN forces," he replied, sounding highly annoyed. "Why the hell did they have to follow me? Was my twin not good enough for them?" he muttered under his breath. "Over here," he pulled her down behind a short wall and they squatted there in the snow drift. "I think we lost them," the boy slowly pulled down the scarf, revealing familiar narrow features and short, messy, blond hair.

"Cain?" Esther exclaimed, staring at him with wide eyes. It was him, it had to be. Younger and far more serious, but it was him nonetheless.

Looking at her with confusion in his light blue gaze, Cain frowned. "I don't believe we've met, miss, so, how do you know my name?" asked Cain, eyeing her with suspicion. "You don't happen to work for the UNASF, do you?"

"The what?" now it was Esther's turn to be confused. "I've never even heard of the UN what's it," she confessed. "What are they?"

"Ah, you're joking right? You can't possibly tell me you've never heard of the United Nations," Cain looked at her with shock on his face. Just then shouting sounded from the direction they had just come from. "Oh, come on, seriously!" Cain exclaimed before clapping his hand over his mouth. Slowly he looked at Esther. "Look, you can stay here and be questioned by the military or come with me," he said. "Whatever your choice is you need to make it now."

Esther hesitated. In all likelihood Cain was the only person she would meet here who she knew. "All right, I'll go with you," she said, looking at the boy who would somehow grow into the goofy, rather insane lord who she had "helped" get back to his butler.

"Come on then," Cain leapt to his feet, pulling her up with him and smiling. "We need to get to the lake!" Esther didn't have a clue where this lake was and let Cain lead her through the confusing array of streets, the military hard on their heels.

Meanwhile:
A woman dressed in red looked almost as stain of blood against the snow. Abel knelt down beside her and tilted his head to one side. His blue jeans were already soaked and the white shirt he wore was unbuttoned down to a little past his collar bone. "Ma'am?" he asked. No response came from her. Picking up a stick, Abel poked her with it. She groaned. "Okay, she's alive," he shrugged; then sighed. He shouldn't just leave her here no matter how much he wanted to. "What to do? What to do?" he looked around. There was a nearby beach just under the tree covered with Halloween decorations where he and Cain had agree to meet.

Getting her to the bench was the easy part, but from there Abel really didn't know what to do. He'd only been outside of the bases without an armed escort once and that had been over seven years ago. Sighing, Abel knew he should wait for her to wake and it wasn't as if he could leave the area. Cain would be ticked if he ditched him. Besides Abel had a feeling Cain had several soldiers chasing him. After all Cain hadn't taken a route which would get him out of the base without notice.

Before Abel could fully make up his mind, two matters occurred. One the woman stirred and opened her eyes and two he heard his brother's approach as well as that of a one girl and several military officers. "What—"

"One moment," Abel gave the woman a small smile before jumping up into the tree. Quickly he packed down the snow there into a hard ball. Cain came into view dragging a rather pretty girl behind him. She was dressed so she almost looked to be a nun.

"All right, here we are," Cain stopped and the girl looked around.

"Your Eminence!" she shouted and raced over to the woman Abel had helped. Before she could make it there, the first soldier rounded the corner. Quick as a flash Abel threw the snow. It stuck the first soldier in the face. He kept tossing snow at the UN forces until they shouted something about not being paid enough for this and raced off.

"Great shots!" Cain shouted up to Abel, "You can come down no—" whack, a snowball struck Cain in the face and Abel grinned, making another even though his hands were already numb. "Abel, this isn't funny!" growled Cain, wiping the snow off his face. "Get down here thi—" whack, another snowball hit Cain in the shoulder, followed by on the chest, stomach, and another to the face. Cain spat out snow and glowered up at the tree. "This is payback for yesterday, isn't it?" asked Cain, sounding as if he wanted nothing more than to tear Abel apart.

"Come now, do you really think I'm such a person?" asked Abel, knowing what his twin was going to say in response. He packed down one last snowball.

"Ye—" Cain fell back into a snowdrift as the last snowball slammed into his face. Abel smiled. Ah, sweet, sweet vengeance.

Jumping out of the tree, Abel walked over to the drift and held out his hand to Cain. "Now we're even," he stated.

"Even, even you say," Cain ignored Abel's offered hand and stood, dusting the snow off his clothes. "No," Cain was preparing to shove Abel into the drift, "this is ev—"

"Would one of you tell us where we are?" Cain looked towards the two women, but Abel just pulled out a book and flipped it open the page he had left off on.

"I'm not really clear on what city this is myself," stated Cain. "I was a bit busy with UN military forces on my tail to really look at any signs. What about you, Abel? Did you happen to see what city we were in?"

"I don't know, I'm not the internet," stated Abel, turning a page in the book. He could fell everyone looking at him as if he were insane. Sighing, Abel pointed to a nearby library. In the window there was a sign which read, "Don't have the answer; ask the internet!" Abel continued to read, ignoring his brother's questioning look.

"How did you spot that if you're reading?" asked the red headed girl.

"That's what I'd like to know," Cain shook his head. "You have a sharp eye, but since when have you paid attention to more than one task?"

"I'm talking to you now, aren't I?" asked Abel, still reading the book. "Besides 'A good soldier notices his surroundings no matter the situation.' Damn it!" he glared at Cain. "You did that on purpose to get me to quote Hall," he stuck his brother over the head with his book.

"Ouch!" Cain leapt back, rubbing his head. "What the hell was that for? I didn't make you quote the general; you did that on your own. You're just being childish." Suddenly Cain's eyes widened. "The internet, that's it!" he exclaimed, "You're brilliant, Abel, brilliant."

"What was that? I didn't quite hear you," Abel stated, once more reading. He turned the page, not really amused by all of this. Personally the only reason he was out here was because it would tick off General Hall. Otherwise Abel would have stayed at the base and finished this book.

"Oh, how rude of me," Cain suddenly bowed to the two women. "I seem to have forgotten my manners. I am Major Cain, of the United Nations Aerospace forces attached to the Red Mar—"

"You don't need to give them your personal history, Cain," stated Abel, not looking at his brother. This was the first time Cain had been outside of the bases ever. Giving that much information just wasn't the way it was done out here.

"The grouchy know it all is my twin, Abel," stated Cain, jabbing his thumb at Abel who lifted his free hand in greeting. "Don't let his white hair fool you either; I swear he is my twin."

"Na, really? Here I thought I was just a random stranger who happened to look like you. Who would have thought we were twins?" Abel said sarcastically. He turned another page in the book. This was rather annoying. It was hard enough trying to read Latin without holding a conversation in another language.

"Abel?" Abel looked at the woman he had help and at her companion dressed like a nun. They both just stared at him as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

"You see," Abel started, glaring at his twin, "this is why giving out personal history is a bad idea. Now, what idea did you get about the internet?" he changed the subject, wishing nothing more than to get on with this mess.

"Oh, well, it's Halloween and we sort of standout without a costume and all…" Cain trailed off. "Great, I just remember I forgot to snag money on the way out," his shoulders slumped and he hit his head.

"And here they want you to be placed in charge of the colony. I do so fear for our future," stated Abel as he returned to his book. "I wonder what would happen if you didn't have me around to remember the details," Abel pulled out a wad of cash. There was well over a thousand American dollars on him at the moment. This was only a small amount.

"Holly shit, what'd you do? Raid the entire UN supply of American dollars!" Cain exclaimed, running his hand through his normally neat hair. "No wonder the UN was so ticked at me! Are you trying to get us killed?"

"It's not my fault you don't know how to avoid detection," Abel retorted, shoving the money back into his pocket. "Learn to keep a low profile and you'll do just fine, brother."

"We're so dead," Cain grumbled. He started towards the building, looking both ways to make certain no cars were coming. "Oh," he turned to the two ladies, "you two can stay here or come with us if you'd like… either way works for me." Abel ignored his brother and crossed the street, using only his ears to listen for on coming traffic. "You're going to get yourself killed if you keep that up, Abel!"

"Would you shut up already? It's hard enough listening for cars and reading a dead language as it is!" snapped Abel, shooting a glare over his shoulder before continuing to the sidewalk.

"We'll come," Abel only just heard the woman in red's response. "I am Caterina."

"Esther," said the girl beside Caterina. "It's nice to meet you, Cain." Abel suppressed the urge to laugh. The only reason why Cain had invited both of them was because he seemed to have taken a liking to Esther. Too bad the girl couldn't see this as well.

By the time the three of them had crossed, Abel had read six more pages. "You missed their introductions, Abel," Cain teased. "This is—"

"I heard: Caterina and Esther," stated Abel, not looking up from his book. "Now can we get a move on? We'll miss whatever the hell it is you wanted us to do at this rate."

"Like I said, grumpy," Cain whispered behind his hand to the two ladies. "Come on then, grump, let's go find a store!" With that Cain entered the library. Abel looked at the two ladies before sighing and following his twin. This was going to be a very long night and he doubted he would finish his book.