... eh I'll think of something to put in the bottom author's note in time.

Roy was salavating tremendously from waiting for his top ramen to cook up. Even if he wasn't hungry, he would relish that ramen and worship those who made it.

"You really like ramen don't you?" Jake chuckled as he watched the fox idolizing the cheap food.

"Yup, I love noodles and pasta foods. It's so fucking delicious."

"Watch your langauge." Chance grumbled.

The fox sighed and rubbed his back. "Sorry, but I'm used to speaking my mind, and there are no censors in there."

"It's called self-restraint, despite being able to voice your thoughts, you should know that some things can't be said in certain situations." The cinnamon tom lectured. By the time he finished, Roy was practically inhaling his ramen.

"Hm? You lost me at restraint." Cody was smiling from ear to ear seeing how the fox was so casual about this. He found his blunt and honest personality kinda cute. By the time he finished devouring the noodles, the fox clasped his hands together.

"Ah, thanks for the food and everything you've guys done for me." He thanked them.

"Aw, that's so sweet." The young tabby put in.

"Bite me." Roy responded with a grin.

"Geez, well, it's time for bed." Jake yawned. Roy sighed and literally jumped onto the couch. He layed his head on the armrest and closed his eyes in deep thought.

"If you want, you can stay in my room tonight." Cody suggested. The fox didn't open his eyes.

"No thanks, I enjoy couches more than beds." But truthfully, he wouldn't mind if the tabby stayed in the bed with him.

"Alright, night."

"G'night." The kats returned to their rooms to rest for the next day.

The little human boy stared in shock at the wreckage. Despite the burning in his left arm, all he could feel was the pain of losing his mother. He blinked and rubbed his eyes, hoping that it was just a crazy nightmare, but he was very well awake. At that remained was the destroyed car, fragments of a missile, and a bloody body, or at least what was left of it. The boy was still hanging on her last words. But in his memory, all he could hear was the dying scream.

Baldo shot up from his haunting memory, gasping for air and sweating in fear. It was the third time this week that the past came back and haunted his sleep. But for some reason, each time it would get fuzzier and seemed to change. He knew that his mother did infact say something, he knew that it influenced everything he's done, but for some reason he couldn't grasp it. It was as if the link to it was severed. Shaking off all his doubt, the human pulled back on the covers and hoped that the nightmare wouldn't return.

The same cloaked figure watched the scene from the window on a fire escape. He flipped through a book and stopped on some blank pages.

"Dolor ac dui quam caede carum habet praeteritorum." As he mumbled in latin, the pages begin to glow and fill with images of a boy and his mother. The figure smiled and chanted again. "Species alterationem." The figure grew a couple feet and threw off his cloak. He was a kat with orange fur and white hair. His hair fell over his left eye, which the eye was a milky, blind white. The tips of his hair and ears were red and looked as if they were dipped in blood. His good eye was a dull yellow.

"Hm, so this is how it feels to have flesh and fur again... I must say, it's a little irratating, but I digress. This disguise will only help further my plan." He leaped off the fire escape, landing on both paws with no recoil whatsoever. He looked back at the window that he was just peeping through.

"Soon you won't even remember why you're here human. And I will have you in my control after that." He chuckled and walked away with his book in paw. The text on the cover read. Nigri lacrimae veneficium.

After having a fresh set of clothes and school supplies shoved in his face, the fox quickly changed to said clothes and rushed to freshen up for another, hopefully normal, day at school. Roy sighed and munched on some toast. Then he noticed the lack of tabbies.

"So where's Cody and Chance?" Jake took a sip of coffee before answering.

"Chance drops Cody off early so he can practice for boxing." Hearing the name of the sport made the fox's cheeks brighten.

'Stop. Thinking. Of. Him.' It seemed like he couldn't get the human out of his head.

"So you did you have a nice dream?" The cinnamon tom asked. Roy was snapped out of his denial.

"Nope."

"So you had a bad dream."

"Nope."

"Well did you dream at all?"

"Nope." Jake almost glared at him, but decided against it. "Sorry, but I've never had a dream in my entire life, I sleep, but it's just a weird time skip for me. One moment I close my eyes at night, the next I'm getting a long sleeve flanel shoved in my face." Jake couldn't help but see the distant stare in Roy's eyes. Almost as if he doesn't want to speak anymore on the subject.

"Well, let's go drop you off."

The fox sighed deeply as he entered the classroom. But he noticed Micheal was in this class, so he wouldn't be alone. He took a seat bside him, not caring if anyone else sat there.

"Glad you're in this class." He used as a conversation starter.

"Well this class won't be boring without me." The lynx replied.

"What do you mean?" In that instant. A human dove into the chair behind Micheal. Yes, you did not read that wrong, he dove into it. "What the fuck...?" Was all the fox managed to mutter.

"That's Cereal." Micheal sighed. "And that's his legitimant name."

"Yo Mikey!" He called from a weird position in the chair.

"Hey." The lynx responded with a bored and annoyed tone. As a cliche, the bell rang and signaled for class to begin.

"To start off today, we will have a quiz, and since we have a new student, he is excused from it."

The class groaned, it was hard to tell of it was from the quiz or jealousy of the fox. Roy sat back and watched the others write down answers. It seemed normal... until Cereal whispered to Micheal.

"Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, what did you get for number 7?"

"I got five reasons why you shouldn't ask."

"Well I got Waterloo."

"Uh... this is a math class." Roy could only wonder what drugs were in the toast he ate earlier. There was no way this kid was real. 'IS HE WRITING WITH SCISSORS!?' Instead of losing more brain cells watching this human. Roy took out a notebook and pencil and drew on the first page. He was randomly trying different patterns, but in the end result, he got a dragon. After realizing why he ended up with it, he tore the page out and crumbled it up. He tried again, this time thinking out the picture. He drew a cresent moon with a single crater. In the darkness of that crater was one eye with a dialated pupil. He added a long nose and made it have a twisted grin. Adding blood dripping between its teeth and pooling around the corner of the mouth. He smiled after looking at the finished product. "Glad I got my mind off of Baldo... SON OF A BITCH!'

Sorry for the short chapter. But I think it's peaked everyone's interest in the middle area. And you probably have figured out who the cloaked figure guy is, if not I'm not tellin'! But if you did, you get a cookie. Also, Roy drew the Soul Eater Moon. Otherwise known as The Grinning Moon. I fucking love that moon. Anyways, I know it's a little early but, Happy Holidays. ... eh, I'm not really cheery unless I roll around in a foot of snow, but unfortunately... no snow. TT^TT. But still, Happy Holidays and until next chapter.