When I finally came to, I was in a car. After trying to remember exactly what had happened to make me faint, I opened my eyes, saw him, and it all came back. He was alive. Edward was alive. How is that possible? Had someone done to him what had happened to me? But that can't be, because he had gold eyes, not purple. Well, instead of wasting my brain thinking, I thought, how about I actually ask him?

"Edward? How… How are you…?"

"Alive? I was going to say the same to you." He smirked.

"I asked you first." I pouted at his smirk. He let out a deep laugh. "I thought you died in the influenza epidemic? Which I actually just 'learned' about in school the other day…" I just love going to school over and over and learning about things I lived through… NOT.

"Yeah, well, remember the doctor I had?"

"Carlisle, right? He was nice." And hot.

"Mhmm, anyway, he's a," he looked confused. "He's a vampire." Edward looked at me through his bangs, which hung over his eyes since he had bent his head down. I guess he thought I was going to freak out on him 'cause he said vampires are real, but I've seen worse.

"Vampire? As in fangs, cape, 'I vant to suck your blood' vampire?" Just then, an image of Edward with Dracula's ridiculous hair popped into my mind and I burst out laughing. He narrowed his eyes.

"Since I am a vampire, I have developed a special power." At this point, he was grinning evilly. "I can read minds, and I just so happened to see that – NOOOO!"

In case you're wondering why Edward just screamed in pain and started writhing on the floor, it's because I'm singing 'It's a Small World' in my head. "Hmmm, I see there are some drawbacks in your 'special power'. So, what other extras come with being a super special awesome vampire?" I asked, effectively providing a segway.

"It's not all super special awesome. You do know what a vampire's diet is, right?"

"Durr, it's blood…"

"Exactly. We can't really go around killing hum–"

"Wait, there are more of you?" I was totally flabbergasted.

"Well, yeah. Carlisle's built up quite the family. Anyway, instead of humans, we feed only from animals. That's why our eyes are gold. Normally, vampire's eyes are red or black when we're thirsty. Now it's your turn. How are you still alive? Carlisle said you got shot. And you're obviously not a vampire… You're eyes are purple."

I was stuck. Where do I begin? Everything had happened so fast… Hopefully, as I talked, things would become less blurry. "I was shot, and I did die. At least, for a while. I remember when I woke up–"

"Do you mean to tell me that someone brought you back from the dead? That's… that's impossible!"

"Hey, you just told me that vampires were real. Hypocrite. As I was saying, I remember when I woke up, I was surrounded by darkness. And I couldn't move. Then there was this sliver of light. It kept getting bigger, like someone was opening a giant door. I looked down to see why I couldn't move, and I saw hundreds of hands holding on to me. They looked like shadows, but they were solid. I started to panic and tried to call for help, and I saw this guy, standing in the middle of white…"

"White what? Snow?" Edward looked confused again. He probably was. I was never very good at explaining things.

"No. White… nothingness. It was like a blank world. There was absolutely nothing. But back to the man. He was walking forward, and I saw that he had these weird markings all over his body."

"You mean, like scars?"

"No, they were, like, symbols. There were words, too, but in some different language. He got to where I was, and the shadow-hands pushed me out. Then the hands grabbed him and pulled him into the darkness. Right after he disappeared, the two giant doors slammed shut. I was alone. It was just me and the big double doors in a realm of nothing. Suddenly, the Cheshire Cat jumped in from of me and I fainted."

"Stop. The–"

"HAMMER TIME," I shouted. He just stared.

"The Cheshire Cat? As in, 'Alice in Wonderland' Cheshire Cat? It jumped in front of you?" Wow, he was just full of questions today. Joy.

"It probably wasn't really the Cheshire Cat, but–"

"Probably?" There he goes, another question. What is this, an interrogation?

"Fine. It wasn't the Cheshire Cat, but it definitely reminded me of the Cheshire Cat. It was this almost invisible guy, but I could see a faint outline and his smile. It was the floating creepy grin that made me think of the Cheshire Cat."

"And then you fainted." At least it wasn't a question.

"Yeah, I fainted. Then, when I woke up, I was in some abandoned barn. There was this strange boy there, too. At least, I'm pretty sure it was a boy… He had long, green hair, and he was super skinny. Like, anorexic skinny. He had really weird fashion sense, too. He wore a skin-tight black midriff turtleneck tank top thing and a black skort. A skort! He reminded me of a palm tree, and since I can't remember his name, I'll just all him Palm Tree. Anyway, he said that I was a… uh… ho… homunculus, and that I was the product of a failed human transmutation. Whatever that means. Then he said that I was immortal, so, of course, I said 'Prove it!' and he walked over to me and stabbed me in the side. As I stared at where I was now bleeding profusely, the wound healed almost immediately. There's no mark at all to show that I had ever gotten hurt. See, look!" I lifted up my shirt part-way to show Edward.

Instead of looking at my side like I thought he would, he was looking at my stomach. "Did you get a tattoo?" He asked curiously.

"No, why do you – Oh that. Yeah, that was there when I woke up in the barn."

"What is it?"

To all you people who can't see what Edward and I are looking at, it is a red symbol around my belly button. It is a dragon flying in a circle, eating its own tail. Inside the circle is a six-pointed star.

"I believe that is what Palm Tree called an Ouroboros. He said that all homunculus… homunculuses… homunculi… yeah homunculi. He said that all homunculi have them. His was on his left thigh, right under the hem of his skort," I explained, pushing my cinnamon hair behind my ear, where it disobeyed me and fell in my face again.

Author's Note: Sup. Heheheh. I'll give you a prize if anyone can guess where I stole the idea for the "double doors" and "Palm Tree" from! Cuz they don't belong to me. That's the disclaimer. :D