Chapter Eleven

"I thought you said we would leave when we found out what kind of vampire Edward was!" Kurumu complained. "Why are we getting even more books?!"

"If you don't like it, you can go back to your room," Mizore replied sarcastically.

"Yeah," Yukari added. "All that book told us was that there are a kind of vampire that lives in North America that is known as 'cold ones'. That tells us absolutely nothing. What we need to do is figure out exactly what these 'cold ones' are and how they could relate to Moka's type of vampire. After all, isn't it a bit strange that none of us had ever heard of a 'cold one' before today?"

"Well, yeah, it is strange, but don't most monsters like to keep to themselves?" Kurumu asked.

"But that doesn't mean anything! I knew what a succubus was before I met you," Mizore said. "And I knew what a witch was before I met Yukari, and I'm pretty sure all of you knew what a yuki-onna was before you met me. But a cold one? Never heard of it before."

"I didn't know what a yuki-onna was," Edward replied. Mizore rolled her eyes.

"You don't count. There are no yuki-onna in North America, so it's not surprising you wouldn't have ever come across one before."

"But there are no cold ones in Japan, apparently," Edward pointed out.

"I think what Mizore is trying to say," Tsukune began, "is that there isn't a lot of information about your kind out there. Yuki-onna are discussed in hundreds of books, but there was only one book that even mentioned cold ones."

"Exactly," Mizore said.

"What I want to know is why this is such a big deal!" Kurumu exclaimed. "Why can't we just tell Moka that Edward is a cold one and get this whole thing over with?" Yukari laughed loudly, earning another shush from the librarian.

"Are you kidding?" she asked. "Do you really think Moka would accept something like that? You can't just walk up to her and say, 'oh yeah, you know that guy you hate? He's a vampire too, but not the same kind as you!' She would get angry!"

"Yukari is probably right," Tsukune agreed. "As much as I don't want to say this, Edward, your story is kind of unbelievable. A kind of vampire that no one has ever heard of before suddenly coming to Yokai Academy and angering one of the strongest students in the school? No one is going to believe it. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if you got the rest of the student population out for your blood if you tried something like that. Either they'd think you're a lying bastard or they'd want to kill you to prove that they could kill a kind of monster no one's ever heard of before. It would be like declaring open season on you."

"That's why we can't just go up to Moka and tell you that you're some kind of new vampire," Mizore added.

"But I don't understand why it's so important for you to find out everything you can about me!" Edward exclaimed. "It's not as though you need to know everything about me!"

"On the contrary," Mizore smirked. "The more we know about you the better it is for us. Where do you come from? Why have we never heard of you before? Why is it so secret about the existence of cold ones? Every single minute we don't know what's going on only brings more questions!"

"Wait a minute!" Tsukune's voice broke through Mizore's explanation. "Look at this! 'The Cold One is the most fearsome of creatures. This monstrous entity lures defenseless humans to a secluded spot with it's unnatural beauty and drains its victim's blood. Thought to originate in Italy, this creature has spread throughout Western Europe and the Americas. Sightings of this monster have been reported in Africa as well as of 2003.'" Edward paled, which was quite a feat, considering he was already chalk-white.

"What book is that?" he asked nervously. Tsukune looked at the title.

"Of Evil," he read.

"Are you Italian?" Mizore asked. "I haven't heard you speak the language but that doesn't mean anything."

"No, I'm American," Edward replied.

"Well, you're no use," Kurumu groused. "We're never going to get out of here!"


Elsewhere, Moka was sipping a carton of blood, thinking about everything that had transpired as of late. Tsukune was trapped rooming with some kind of twisted pervert pretending to be a vampire, and it seemed that Tsukune had even fallen under his spell. The poor guy actually believed he was staying with a vampire, even though anyone with eyes could see that Edward Cullen, the strange transfer student from America, was absolutely nothing like Moka, who actually was a vampire.

Actually, now that she thought about it, where was Tsukune? She hadn't seen him in a while- not since Edward had confronted her. Actually, she hadn't seen any of the others for a while, either.

"Tsukune!" she knocked on his door. "Are you in there? Do you want to get some dinner?" No answer. She tried again. "Tsukune? Hello?"

When the human didn't respond to that, either, she tried a different tactic. "Cullen? Are you and Tsukune in there?"

"No one's been in that room since 1:30 this afternoon," a voice behind Moka said. "I'm just as confused as you are... I wanted to borrow Tsukune's Human Studies homework... I don't want to do it myself."

"Toshiko," Moka replied, surprised. "I didn't know you copied off of Tsukune! Is that how you get such good scores?"

"You know it," the other girl laughed. "Anyway, I was just about to come find you, since I thought you'd know where Tsukune was. I guess you have no idea, either."

"No," Moka replied. Then, she stopped cold. "Wait a minute. I think I know where he is! I have to save him!"

"What do you mean?" Toshiko asked, confused. Moka just shook her head.

"No time, no time. Just come with me!"

To BE Continued

Author's Comments-

This afternoon, a spider decided that my arm looked like a nice snack. I wonder if I'll be able to shoot web tomorrow?

Anyway, this chapter took forever to write- I thought it was never going to get done, and even now it's a pretty boring chapter. Not much happens, but don't worry, things will get more exciting soon.

-Kaboom