"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" Ace called out as he entered the mud room from the garage. Alice quietly entered behind him. She had absolutely no idea why she had gone with the man. He seemed totally insane and yet he seemed completely harmless… maybe… possibly. But then again the guy kicked a giant weight lifting guy across the alley and into the brick wall on the other side, knocking him unconscious.

"Ace! We aren't your parents so stop calling us that!" a voice from another room echoed through the halls. A slight smile spread on Ace's face as he took Alice's hand and dragged her toward the room the voice came from. Alice on the other hand was too busy admiring the place Ace called home. It was a mansion, or at least what she could see of it in the darkness outside. The garage, if she could call it that, was possibly four (or more) times larger than her own apartment with rows of cars that she could gawk at for hours until the brunette dragged her into the mud room which was also bigger than her apartment.

"Dad! I brought a girl home~" Ace chimed, pulling Alice into the room. The man within the room was sitting in a large chair by a fireplace holding the newspaper before his face.

"I told you not to-" He paused and jumped up from the chair to see the blond partially hiding behind Ace. She was still in her work uniform, a simple sky blue dress with a white apron. A matching blue ribbon was tied up in her hair to hold it back. "A girl?" The man deadpanned.

"Yep. Her name is… um…. What was your name again?" Ace asked, turning to her.

"I never told you my name." Alice said blankly.

"Damn it, Ace. What did you do this time?" the man groaned. He had long blue hair that was held back by a ribbon. Reading glasses were perched on his face before two icy blue eyes. To match the blue of his eyes was a vest over a white dress shirt.

"I just saved this girl from being robbed. That is all." Ace chuckled.

"Look at what you are dressed in! You look like a total idiot! Well not that you aren't one but you don't have to dress like one! And look! You got stabbed! How smart are you now? Should have just let the idiot girl learn her lesson."

"What's the commotion?" Another man asked, poking his head into the room. The man's silvery hair draped down to his shoulders and framed his hallow looking face. He had an eye patch over one of his eyes.

"Ace brought home a girl." The obviously grumpy man grumbled, pointing to the blond girl at the door.

"Oh? A girl?" The new comer said, looking her up and down. "Why the… Unexpected guest?"

"Someone tried to mug her." The brunet shrugged. "I helped her out."

"By getting stabbed." The blue haired man sighed.

"It's not a problem, Julius." Ace chuckled, poking at the hole in his outfit.

"Not a problem?! Ace! You were stabbed!" Alice couldn't help but yell. Ace turned to her and shrugged.

"Look, see. It's not a problem." Ace said, ripping the red jumpsuit down to his belly button and taking it off to reveal abs of steel and no cut in sight. Alice's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"But you-… The man- he…. There was blood and-… What?!"

"Ace, you idiot! Do you ever think about the consequences before doing something?!" The man Ace called Julius shouted.

"How can there be consequences by saving someone?" he asked.

"For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction." The man said calmly and sighed. "By saving the girl, you yourself got injured. By bringing the girl here and showing her your healing ability do you realize what could possibly be going through her mind right now?"

Ace quickly glanced at the silver haired man and opened his mouth, only to be interrupted by the other man. "Ace, don't say a word. Julius… I need to see you in the kitchen." Julius nodded hesitantly before walking out of the room. There seemed to be a grave look on the man's face. "Gray!"

"Yes, Master Gottschalk?" a man asked, appearing from another room instantly. His blue hair was cut short and the bangs hung into his yellow eyes. He was dressed in a fancy tux.

"Please tend to the young miss's wound." He ordered before turning on his heel to follow the other man. Gray stayed behind and glanced at Alice, noticing the cut on her cheek. He glanced to check if there were any other wounds he would have to clean and bandage before quickly leaving the room, leaving Alice standing in shock and Ace flexing his muscles as he checked himself out.

"A-Ace… Am I really just dead?" Alice's voice was very faint. "Or is this a dream?"

"You're not dead because I saved you, duh." He said, quite proud of himself. "And if this were a dream, wouldn't we know your name?" Would they know her name? She squeezed her eyes shut to test something.

'If this is a dream then Justin Bieber will walk into the room and be mauled by a tiger,' she thought. If it was a dream it could possibly happen, right? She sighed angrily when there was no Bieber or tiger. Suddenly Ace pinched her and she jumped.

"See. Not asleep."

"Then how are you not bleeding to death from the stab wound?! He stabbed you… unless…" She froze. "Unless you were working with him and the blade was fake and you planned that so you could get me to fall in love with my hero."

"Wow lady. You have a vivid imagination." Ace laughed.

"Don't call me lady," She barked. "My name is Alice."

"Ha! Finally got you to tell me your name." he said, triumphantly.

"Miss Alice," Gray quickly entered the room. "There are multiple things flawed with your theory. First of all, if the blade was fake then how did you get this cut?" Gray asked, dabbing a damp towel on her cheek to get rid of the blood. She flinched slightly because it stung but let the man do what he was told to do. "Perhaps you would like some tea to calm your nerves?" Alice nodded. The man quickly left the room to join the two in the kitchen. Alice was left with Ace once again. The brunet found the silence to be quite awkward.

"Julius isn't normally that mean." He said, glancing toward the kitchen. "Maybe he just has a problem with girls." He paused, but Alice didn't reply. "Nightmare is a nice man, wouldn't you agree?" more silence. "Look, it's no fun talking to myself. Can you please talk? I will tell you anything you want to know." She glanced up at him.

"Why are you not injured after getting stabbed?" She abruptly asked.

"I… I am a quick healer." Ace sighed.

"Quick healers would be healing for days and still end up with a scar." Alice pointed out.

"Well I'm not just a hero. I am a SUPER hero. Ya know, like super man."

"Are you serious?!"

"No, I'm Harry Potter." The super human chuckled.

"At least Harry Potter was left with a scar." Alice shot back. It was then that Gray came back to the room with a tray of tea. He smiled softly before pouring her a cup.

"Is there anything else you need?" He asked, offering her the glass. She cautiously took it and shook her head before taking a sip of the warm tea. It was a different flavor than she was used to. Maybe it was just because this was rich people tea. For some reason, the tea made her drowsy. She couldn't help but let her eyelids droop. Gray quickly caught the porcelain glass before she dropped it and Ace effortlessly caught her growing limp body. After that, everything grew dark for the girl.