Things were silent in the household of Tenmei's at night, ever since the battle against Alucard 3 years ago. Moka Akashiya is now 14 years old, and Peter is now 10 years old. A lot has changed since the incident;

Moka Akashiya now has pink hair and green eyes, as opposed to red eyes and long, silver hair. Her powers have been sealed by Akasha before she was devoured by Alucard by the rosary that was attached to her choker. Thanks to this, Moka's vampiric nature is mostly laid dormant, and most of her powers, super-strength, speed, and endurance and all, was cut in half. Another noticeable difference between this Moka and the other Moka was their startlingly different personalities.

The other Moka has a caring, yet cocky, arrogant and harsh attitude, thanks to her upbringing, and prefers 'blood over peace' as she would put it as. The current Moka however, is much like her mother; kind, loving, motherly and selfless; one who does not want to fight unless she has to, and one who would constantly care for others.

Peter himself, remained unchanged in terms of personality. Thanks to Tenmei, however, his vampiric abilities are sealed in a Holy Lock. The Holy Lock is a wrist bracelet with two charms on them; one to seal off his Zilla form, and the other to seal away his vampire powers, and it is located within his left wrist, and Tenmei made it pretty clear that it, just like with Moka's rosary, they cannot be removed by himself. He is also aware never to remove the necklace under any circumstances.

The two of them now lived in Tenmei's house. But, since Tenmei is running a school, he is never present for the majority of the time, so he has his maiden help take care of the children. Their memories, especially those involved with Alucard were wiped away, or altered to various degrees. Now, Moka believes she came here to live with Tenmei because she has to have her powers sealed. The same with Peter, and he believed that one time, he left the necklace off for too long, and almost suffered deformities as a result.

Anyways, Moka was sleeping in her room, snoring lightly into the night. A small smile was on her face as she snuggled up into her bed. Right next to her, is her little brother, Peter. He is also sleeping like her, but he does not have a smile on his face. In fact, he is growing a small frown as he gently tossed and turned in his bed, groaning to himself softly.

*In Peter's dream*

Inside, Peter was sitting by himself in a small lake in the backyard of his old house. He was just looking at the fish in the pond, smiling at such an innocent sight.

"Hello there, sweetie." A voice said from behind Peter. Peter recognized it; who else would have such a loving, angelic voice that would make anyone's heart fill with warmth and joy? He turned to see Akasha, who was looking at him with a warm smile.

"Hello, mommy." He said with a smile as she sat down next to him. The two remained silent for a while, looking at the pond. Akasha then placed a hand on his cheek. "Peter, we need to talk." She said. Peter looked up at her, happy at first, before he frowned on seeing Akasha's look of disappointment. "Mommy, what's wrong?" he asked.

Akasha remained looking at him as she then asked, "Why?" Peter looked confused. "Why what?" he replied. "Why didn't you try harder to protect your family?" she clarified with a saddened look. Peter looked confused, feeling a painful twang in his heart as he heard this. "W-What? But Moka, Kahlua, Kokoa and Aqua are fine." He said. Akasha shook her head. "No. They're dead thanks to you." Now she was beginning to grow mad, and Peter flinched, not seeing his mother like this in a while. At this point, the sky began to grow dark. Peter noticed this and looked up, fear growing within his body. "Mommy, the sky." He pointed upwards, but Akasha didn't care. She was still growing mad.

"Peter Akashiya, I'm very disappointed with you. You fled like a coward when Alucard attacked you." She scolded, her fingernails growing sharper. Peter pulled back at feeling such a sensation, before noticing the mansion right behind them; it was in ruin, with blood smeared all across the debris. What else is odd was the series of tentacles emerging from the debris, some holding shriveled up bodies. "Mommy! There's a…a" he began, but he was interrupted by a growl from Akasha.

Now, she stood up, furious with him. "Gyokuoro was right; you're nothing but a soft weak piece of shit whom I never should've brought home with me." she swore. Peter gasped and crawled back, very fearful at how his mother's acting; she never swore, even when she got mad, except when fighting Gyokuro. Akasha then grew her fangs out, and approached him. "Mommy, please! This isn't you." He pleaded.

*Back in the real world*

Back in the real world, Moka moaned a bit upon feeling something move from the right side of her bed. Slowly sitting up, she rubbed her eyes, and turned to see Peter whimpering, tears streaming downwards as he mumbled words like, "No, please…"

Moka widened her eyes; Peter must be having a bad dream. With her big sister instincts kicking in, she immediately patted Peter's shoulders and shook him a bit. "Peter, Peter please. Wake up. You're having a nightmare, sweetie." She pleaded, a look of concern in her voice. But Peter remained asleep and in his nightmare. Then, Peter jolted his head up, and began to sound like he was choking. Moka gasped and quickly held him in her arms. "Peter, please!" she pleaded once more, shaking him to try and get him to wake up.

*Back in Peter's dream*

Peter was now being held up by Akasha by the throat. Her hand was squeezing his throat tightly. "W-Why, mommy?" he pleaded, a strained tone of sadness in his voice. Akasha didn't take notice, and just growled. "Because you bring shame and dishonor into this family. And I won't tolerate it anymore." She confided before throwing him across the backyard and into a pillar, leaving a large crater in the siding.

Peter fell down and slumped forward onto the ground. His throat was hurting, and his back was aching. However, just before he could get up, he felt Akasha's foot pushing him to his side, making him lay on his back, facing the blood-red sky. Then, Akasha's face moved into his view, her eyes now blood red, fangs bearing out. Peter cried as she glared at him. "I'm sorry, mommy…I…" he said, but his overstrained mind and aching body prevented him from thinking properly. Akasha then grabbed his shirt and pulled him up once more.

"Sorry is not gonna bring back my daughters. Your birth father and siblings should be ashamed." She said. Peter just looked at her as he gripped her arm. Then, Akasha just gave…a sinister smile that is unfamiliar with her, but something similar to Gyokuro. "I would just leave you to my husband…but he's gone for now…and I AM a little hungry, so…" Peter widened his eyes, tears streaming downwards as Akasha opened her mouth, and lunged for his jugular.

Chomp! Crack!

A painful chomp, followed by a cracking of bone was heard as Akasha bit onto his neck. Peter felt the pain and tried to scream, but he couldn't; the bite force was crushing his voice box, leaving him unable to make any sounds aside from grunts and whimpers. He grabbed her shoulders and tried to push them away, but it was like trying to push away a piece of a rock from a mountain. The pain then grew worse as Akasha moved her mouth side to side as she drank his blood, the pain becoming unbearable, blood seeping downwards.

As Peter was being fed on, he took a look from the distance, and saw…a familiar face. It recognized it; a man in his late 40s, with small wrinkles surrounding his eyes and mouth, with white hair as well. This was his father, and he was looking in shame and disgust. Nearby are some of his Zilla siblings, growling at him in contempt as his father patted them in the head.

"I knew it was mistake having you around, Peter. You're so weak." He all but growled at Peter. Peter widened his eyes in shock, tears now flowing down like a river as Akasha continued drinking his blood. "You're so weak. You're so weak." His father then began chanting. The siblings then chanted the same verse as well, even though Peter thought Kaiju couldn't speak.

Then, he heard laughing from behind his father, and saw Gyokuro walking from behind him, finger playfully caressing his chest as she chanted the same verse as well. Peter couldn't believe this; "This has to be a dream. I have to wake up." He thought to himself hopefully. But no matter how hard he tried, he felt like he was already awake, and this terrified him.

Grrrrr…

There was another growl coming from behind the chanting group, and Peter widened his eyes. Memories came flooding back like a tidal wave as he remembered the massacre at the village all of those years ago.

Then, through the darkness, a shape began to appear. There were wings on both sides of the thing, and from the front; 3, long serpent like silhouettes rising upwards as it drew closer. Peter tried to move away, but was reminded by a more painful bite from Akasha as she continued moving her head to give him more pain as she drank his blood. Peter then saw the coloring of the beast; it was golden in coloring, and has scales covering most of its body.

Then, the creature came into view finally, looking down at him with malicious intent.

The Destroyer of Worlds himself; King Ghidorah has finally showed himself.

Peter wanted to gasp if it weren't for Akasha still feeding. Then, "You're so weak! You're so weak!" came from below. He looked and saw Gyokuro, his father and siblings still shouting at him, but their skin…oh god, their skin. It was rotting away like a decaying body. Even necrotic liquid came spilled from his father's mouth as he continued shouting.

"You're so weak. You're so weak." He then looked up, and saw King Ghidorah…literally speaking the same verse. He looked on, eyes widened in horror.

Suddenly, all 3 of King Ghidorah's mouths began to glow yellow, as sparks emits from their sides. Peter realized what this meant and tried his hardest to move away. Akasha just gripped his shoulder tightly, almost crushing them like a watermelon being smashed by a hammer.

"P-Please…" he managed to croak out as King Ghiodrah's mouths grew brighter, sparks intensifying. Finally, Peter's movements began to slow as he felt light-headed, arms flopping down.

Then, as he was about to let out one final attempted scream, King Ghidorah then unleashed his Gravity Beams at him, at full force, preparing to destroy him once and for all…

*Back in the real world*

Moka was still shaking him, fear present in her face, before Peter just jumped out from her arms, screaming in terror. Moka flinched back a bit, before regaining her composure upon seeing Peter on the floor, screaming his head off, tears violently coming down. "Peter! Peter, it's okay." she said as she ran over to him. Immediately, Peter looked up at her, and upon seeing the pink hair, he thought it was Akasha trying to kill him, and he pulled back.

"No! No, please mommy! Please don't kill me!" he pleaded as he tried to run. Moka briefly stopped running, confused as to what he meant by 'mommy'. Then she remembered her mother, and thought if she was in the nightmare, killing him in some way. "Peter, please settle down. It's only a nightmare. Mommy would never hurt you." She said as she approached him. But Peter still refused to listen, mind still out of control. "Please, I'm sorry! I'm sorry I am too weak! Please don't kill me!" he shouted.

Moka was feeling hurt; the little boy STILL felt like he can't do anything. And this nightmare he had was probably about that. She then grabbed him firmly but gently as she tried to talk some sense into him. "Peter! Peter, stop screaming! The nightmare is over!" she pleaded.

But Peter still didn't stop. So without any other options, Moka raised her hands up and gave him a hard,

SLAP!

The slap resonated throughout the room. Peter finally stopped screaming, and now he just froze on the spot, eyes widened as his brain finally began to process what happened. Slowly, he turned to see Moka, eyes fixed onto his in worry, her hand raised upwards.

"M-Mo…Moka?" he whimpered out, slowly recognizing her. Moka slowly nodded as she cupped his other cheek. "Peter, it's okay. It's just a bad dream." She said. Peter remained there, panting for a while, before his face grew saddened. Then, he hugged her, crying, not wanting to be away from her. Moka did not hesitate to hug him back. "Shh…its' okay. It's all over now." She cooed softly.

Peter remained close to her, still sobbing. Moka and Peter remained hugging for a long time, before, "I…I'm so sorry, Moka." He said. Moka looked down, and saw Peter's saddened face; tear marks running down his cheeks, eyes bloodshot. "Sorry? For what?" she asked softly.

"For…For everything!" he replied. "I held you and everybody back so much! I can't properly defend myself from any bad people or monsters, I can't fight off Akua or Kahlua properly, I can't even…." He wanted to say more, but he was too choked up.

Moka just held onto him tighter. "No, Peter. Please don't say those things." She said. Peter just shook his head. "No, it's true. The other Moka was right…I'm nothing without my Zilla form." He whimpered. "That's not true, Peter. You are powerful without the necklace on." Moka said, hoping to encourage him.

Peter then looked at her once more. "If I leave the necklace off, I'll either DIE, or become permanently deformed! I'm strong without it, yes. But at what cost?" he asked rhetorically. Moka just looked at him, and sighed, shaking her head.

"Peter, you don't have to be strong to get me to like you. Besides, I'M the one who's supposed to be protecting you." She said with a soft smile. Peter just looked at her, and just laid his head back down on her chest, crying still. Moka then picked him up, and carried him to the bed.

"Peter, let's get back to bed." She said. Peter however, gasped and shook his head. "No, please Moka. I'm…I'm scared…" he said, nuzzling closely to her in fear. Moka looked at him, and sighed in sadness. "Well, we can't stay up forever; we have a busy day tomorrow." She explained. But Peter stubbornly refused, shaking his head. Moka shook her own head, and thought of what to do to make him fall asleep.

Then, an idea came into her mind. "Do you…want to tell me what the nightmare was about, and we'll sort it out?" she asked. Peter looked at her, and though hesitant, nodded. "O-Okay…"

He explained everything that happened; about him and Akasha talking, about something named Alucard killing her and the other siblings – keep in mind that Moka and Peter had their memories sealed away so that anything to do with Alucard is wiped away clean from their mind – and how Akasha was biting him, about seeing his birth father and sibling taunting him, and lastly, about King Ghidorah preparing to blast him away. Moka listened, and silently gasped to herself; yep. This was a bad one indeed…actually, that was even worse than she thought.

"Wow…I'm so sorry, baby." She said, caressing her brother's hair gently. Peter sniffled, still remaining close to her. Thinking of an idea, she did eventually come up with one.

"Do you…want me to sing you a lullaby?" she cooed. Peter looked up at her, confused. "A…A lullaby?" he asked. Moka nodded with a smile. "Yes. Maybe it'll help you with your nightmare…and even help you with your self-esteem issues." She explained.

Now intrigued, Peter nodded as Moka sat down, leaning against the wall, placing Peter on her legs, caressing his cheek. She smiled as she took in a breath, and began;

My little prince... dry your eyes, I am here.

Do not be afraid, little Peter. There is nothing to fear.

Moka began rocking him back and forth, wiping away his tears. Peter listened, heart slowing down as he gently cupped Moka's hand, wanting to feel her some more. Moka smiled and continued,

Some call you weak, some say you are not so strong...

But do not let the words get to you, what they call about you is wrong.

Now Peter looked at her, and gulped a bit before taking in a breath, wiping his nose. Moka smiled some more and continued,

You are brave, you are kind... there is so much more to you than meets the eye.

You're part of my world, and of many others too. You have lost much yes... but one fact remains true.

Peter now looked down, nodding in agreement, remembering his father fighting with King Ghidorah, his mother and sisters waving away as the two were sent away. But he was perplexed when he heard the next part;

You are loved, little Peter. You're worth a lot to those who know you well.

Their hearts all ring to you, this much I can tell!

Peter looked at her, now feeling…inspired by her words. He really didn't think they would do so much for a runt like him. He was told of course, but he never really believed it…until hearing such love from Moka herself. This time…it felt different than before. Unlike with the others, probably thanks to his mind being poisoned by his thoughts at the time, he could actually feel her words getting to him. Moka continued,

So remember these words, and keep them in your heart...

No matter the distance, even in life or death... we will not drift apart...

Your parents and siblings, your mother and I... will always love you so.

Peter smiled and closed his eyes, laying his head on her chest, wanting to listen to her heartbeat. "I can feel it…I can finally feel it this time…I feel loved…I don't feel so let down anymore." He thought. At this point, his eyes began to feel heavier. Peter then yawned, and rubbed his eyes, before he began to fall asleep. Moka continued rocking him as she then kissed him in the very cheek she slapped.

So never fear again for you are not alone.

Sleep... Sleep... Sleep... Goodnight, little Peter.

Peter kept a wonderful smile as he remained in her arms. Moka smiled before she shifted herself, and lied back down on her bed. "Mmmm…you really do care…you do love me, Moka." Moka looked and saw a tired Peter, giving her a smile. Moka returned with a smile. "Of course, baby. We all do…" She then gave him a final hug.

"I love you, Peter. You are my EVERYTHING." She cooed softly. Peter smiled a genuine smile, before he lied his head back down. Moka smiled, keeping him there for the night as she too closed her eyes. Soon, the two siblings are now asleep, safe and sound in one another's arms.

There were no nightmares for Peter that night…

AN: Well well, mini-chapter out of the way! This is the first of many, of course. But so far, this is ALREADY my favorite.

It seems like Peter seems to be more calm right now thanks to his sister's lullaby. Makes me miss my older sister already…

Next time we meet, we'll finally join these two at Yokai Academy a year later, the beginning of a brand new adventure for these two, making new friends and enemies along the way!

Credit goes to the wonderful DJ Rodriguez for the lyrics!