I fix, don't worry. Flamelalchemist103, you really shouldn't watch scary movies at night. I never have that problem, because watching a horror movie/thing/show knocks me out. The scarier, the faster I'm asleep. It really sucks, because I never get to see the ends! But it has made you watch Soul Eater. I have done my sworn duty and lured more people in to join the cult. (It's technically not one, but whatever. People obsess over it, and they think anyone who hasn't seen it is a heretic. Cult. Animes do that.) So I'll stop babbling now and fix Zara for you guys!

Zara's POV:

This place is cold and unreal. And it was. I would have shivered, but I didn't have a body to shiver with. Or any skin. I tried waving a hand in front of my face, only to note I didn't have a hand to wave, or for that matter, a face. Creepy…I wonder where I am. This isn't like how being dead was before. Am I still alive? I wondered idly how many times I had almost died, or died in actual fact. Seven, eight counting right now. Alright God, I still have a cat life left. Gimmie. Strangly, there was no answer. Hello? In case you people haven't noticed, there's a saying, it's "cat's have nine lives" I'm part cat. I have used up eight of my lives. Ergo, I still have a place to be. And it ain't death, or heaven, or wherever I am now.

Complete and utter silence. I thought hard. HELLO!? Oh Omnipotent Being in Charge of All, who's about to get kicked in the unmentionables, you have exactly three seconds to tell me how to get back to life, or put my there yourself. One. No answer. Two… A flicker of light, like a spark, but no other reaction. Three. You asked for it. "Wait!" The voice was panicky, female, and vaguely ethereal. If I had a mouth, I would have scowled. What? "You can't go back yet!" The voice said, and I saw a bright figure drifting towards me. First, why not, and second, who the heck are you? She was close enough for me to make out details, and what I saw was a secretary-looking woman, wringing her hands.

"Your body can't support you right now. There is only so much you can take. I'm just a spirit in charge of these things." Okay, not having a body was really starting to bug me. The impulse to scowl and tap my foot was like a physical itch, one I couldn't scratch. Fine then. Exactly how soon will it be until I can go back? She took a deep breath."Several hundred years, if my estimates are correct." I tried to gape in shock, but not having a mouth was preventing that. SAY WHAT!? Okay lady, I have a kid and a…whatever you call Alucard-I was a little unsure of that-In the real world and I am not waiting several hundred years to come back to life! Got it?

She shrugged helplessly. "That's the way it is. I can't change that." I tried sighing, but that wasn't working for me either. Lady, I'm going to go back to life, and you can't stop me. Any helpful suggestions, or are we done here? She blinked. "Um, nothing much. Just, ignore all the visions. They're pretty messed up." Right. Ignore visions, wake up, continue life. Got it. I was suddenly transported to a place full of color, and there were a bunch of tiny gremlins things bouncing around me. "What the-" I said, but they interrupted me. "We are the spirits of you daggers! We are the Clinks!" One landed on my shoulder. "I am Clink!" Another pushed him off. "I am Clink!" he said. They others joined in. "I am Clink!" "I am Clink!" "I am Clink!" "I am Clink!" "I am Clink!"

"SHUT UP!" I roared, whishing I had a body to stomp on them with. At least now I could talk. They all stared at me, until another bunch of dagger-spirit-things came around a corner. "CLONKS!" they screamed, charging at them. "CLINKS!" they replied, charging at them as well. They smashed together, biting and tearing at each other viciously. Random words and insults reached my ears.

"I artichoked a ukulele hamster!"

"Potatoes!"

"Your mother was a washing board!"

"I feel pretty, oh so pretty!"

"Thirty Hundred throat cutters!"

"I'm a little tea pot, short and stout, here is my handle…"

"I can burp the ABC's!"

I stared at them. Weird… I jerked forward, reminding myself that I wanted to get out and find my body. They all stopped, staring at me. Then they all broke off their fight and rushed towards me, screaming "CLANK!" I sprinted away, thankfully outrunning the little hobgoblins. What the heck is going on!? I hit a wall, but went right on through, plunging into water. What now? I struggled to the surface, but it felt like all those creepy sprites were hanging on me. I looked, but it was just me into the water. So tired…I don't want to get to the surface that much, do I? I shook my head, moving faster. I still wasn't physical, and I couldn't feel arms or legs or anything, but it felt like my bones were melting.

I burst through, gasping in air, feeling suddenly much more energized. Then I realized my eyes were closed, and I opened them. To my joy, I now had arms and legs and a body and all that nice stuff. Sure, I was covered in blood, but it was still a body. I was lying across Alucard's lap, and he was staring at me. "I'm fine, now about Jackal-gak!" he squeezed my in a hug, pulling me close. I wiggled, gasping and hearing my bones creak. "Alu…card…can't…breathe…" I choked out, and he let go. I heaved in oxygen, thinking to myself. Damn vampire super-strength. I glared at him. "Now, if I can get a word in edgewise, we need to-mumph!" He yanked me to him again, kissing me hard.

Under ordinary circumstances, I might've liked it. But we really needed to find Jackal. So instead I thought at him fiercely. Alucard, I missed you too, but we need to go get Jackal. Plus, I'm kinda running out of air. He growled, pulling back. "Fine, but I expect full details later, as well as compensation." He whispered in my ear, and backed away even further. I tried standing up, to find that I was not only fine, but feeling great. "Right, so now we go save Jackal, kick Maxwell's but, and get home in time for supper." I said firmly, marching towards the door. Alucard grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. "They went this way kitten." I glared at him, correcting my course. "Well, I was just dead. I can't do everything." I said in annoyance.

Jackal's POV:

I stared at Maxwell, who was shouting at his subordinates. He had killed mommy. He had laughed. My hands shook with suppressed rage. Father Anderson was sitting next to me, keeping watch. "I know its hard laddy." He said sympathetically. "Just, try to calm down, let it flow. Anger won't do you any good at this point." I stared at him for a moment, then took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He's right, you know. Schrödinger's voice echoed in my head. Blind rage von't do anything but get you killed. Now, focused rage, that's a different thing. Whose orders got you kidnapped?

I stared at Maxwell's back. His. Schrö prompted me more. Who ordered them to shoot that stuff at your mother? I growled low in my throat. He did. He grinned. Und who killed your mother? I bared my teeth. HIM! Schrö did a fist pump. Ya! Now, sic 'em! Tear him to bloody shreds! I flinched. I can't do that! Schrödinger banged his head against a wall. Nein, nein, nein, nein, NEIN! You need to take him out! I shook my head rapidly. No. Nein, whatever you were saying. He sighed, but didn't say anything. That was because daddy's voice suddenly roared out of the darkness "ISCARIOT! YOU WILL PAY JUDAS PREIST!" Father Anderson stood up, flicking bayonets out of his coat sleeves.

I stared at daddy as he emerged out of the shadows. He was so angry, I could practically feel it in the air. Part of me wanted to watch more, but my attention was drawn by Maxwell. C'mon… c'mon… Schrö urged in my head, and I pushed him away. I heard gunshots, but they were distant compared to the pounding blood in my ears. I crept forward, hiding in the shadows whenever possible. I was so close to Maxwell, who was staring at daddy and Father Anderson, that I could see the faint sheen of sweat on his face. Schrödinger seemed to suddenly come to what little senses he had. The neck. The spinal cord, windpipe, all the rest of it. That's where it's easiest to kill. Aim there.

I took a deep breath, then lunged. I hit Maxwell's leg, but bit down, tasting warm blood. I let go and spat it out, repulsed by the disgusting taste. His hand was shooting towards me, and I scuttled over to his stomach, and bit down hard, again. He screamed and I moved out of the way, biting whatever I could reach, the sour reek of his blood covering the inside of my mouth. I made it to his neck and opened my mouth as wide as I could before chomping down on his neck. He screamed again, shouting for help, before managing to rip me off. A lot of flesh and blood sprayed out with me.

I hit the ground with a thud, scuttling away to a safe distance. I looked back at him, and almost gagged. He was covered in bite marks and blood, swaying on his feet. He slowly, almost imperceptibly spit out a thin trickle of blood. Then he fell over, hitting the ground with a wet crunch. I was caught up by a pair of arms, and I heard momma's voice say soothingly. "Shhhh. It's alright Jackal. Look away. Shhhh." I buried my face in momma's hair, inhaling as much of her scent as I could. "Momma?" I asked shakily. She stroked my hair, rubbing my ears and rocking me. "I'm here. I'm fine. Shhhh." I heard a growling sound, and momma jerked away from something. "Alucard!" she shouted, running for daddy and Father Anderson, who were punching each other.

They both turned, and Father Anderson went white. "By God!" he swore, reaching inside his coat again. Daddy smirked, reaching for us and pulling us away from him. "Nicely done." He said, rubbing my ears as well. I looked over momma's shoulder, and froze. Maxwell was staggering towards us, growling. His hair hand fallen around his shoulders and he was still covered in blood and bite marks. I whimpered, burying my face in momma's shoulder again. Father Anderson walked over to him, drawing a bayonet. "Amen!" he shouted, and sliced Maxwell's head off. I crossed myself clumsily. "Amen." I said, my voice shaking slightly. He looked at me in surprise.

"Well, I'm off." He said, walking towards us. He looked at me. "Despite you being a little heathen, not to mention a vampire, you've grown on me laddy. Keep to the holy ways, and you'll go far." He tossed me his cross, then walked away. Daddy drew one of his guns, but I reached over and stopped him. "He's okay." I said, glancing at Father Anderson. I put the cross on, noting that it reached all the way down to my waist. Momma ruffled my hair. "What day is it?" she asked daddy, leaning on his shoulder. He shrugged, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Tuesday." She blinked. "Techno and Soarece's wedding! It's tomorrow! I don't have a dress!" Me and daddy stared at her, then burst out laughing.

Zara's POV:

I smiled as charmingly as I could, and mentally cursed Soarece inside my head. She insisted on me being the maid of honor, which meant doing exactly what she said, wedding-plan wise. That meant that not only was I in front of everyone, I had an extremely revealing dress, that she said was necessary to her "flow". It was a lovely wedding otherwise, one with much kissing, laughing, and sunshine. Seras, due to her amazing vamperic skills, caught the flowers, and everyone immediately looked at Pip, who blushed. Jackal, due to some last minute planning, got to be ring bearer, and was in his little minnie Alucard outfit. Sadly, after the ceremony, there was the inevitable dancing.

I danced with Adit, who was best man, and then immediately slunk out of sight. I hate dancing, and everyone stares at me, and I hate this dress, and I hate being the center of attention. I was about to continue with my hate list, but I was suddenly stopped by a very familiar pair of arms, placed on my shoulders. "Would my lady care to dance?" Alucard said with a wicked twinkle in his eyes. I glared at him, willing all of my power in a shrivel-up-and-die glance. His smirk only widened, and he pulled me into the dance anyway. After five seconds, every single blasted eye in the place was fixed on us, and I mentally swore to get him back for this.

"You seem uncomfortable." He said smoothly, hiding a smirk. One of his hands began inscribing small circles on my back. My shoulder twitched, but I managed to control myself. "Step in front of a bus." I said crossly, stamping on one of his feet. With his cursed natural grace, he avoided the blow. In revenge, his thumb rubbed on the bare skin of my shoulder slowly. My whole body twitched this time. "Stop it." I growled, trying to maintain my cool. "There are young people here, namely my son." He sighed and stopped, but slyly added "You still haven't compensated me for dying." I scowled. "I'm working on it."

His gaze wandered over to Soarece and Techno, both of whom were completely engrossed with their spouse's eyes. "We should do that." I blinked, confused by the topic jump. "What?" I said, feeling particularly slow. He flashed his teeth at me in a toothy smirk. "Get married." I stared at him for several seconds. "I'm sorry, could you repeat that? I could have sworn you just asked me to marry you." He shrugged, phasing backwards so suddenly I fell. He caught me, but we were now in a completely different part of the building, namely, his basement room. "Are you saying no?" he said, sitting down on his coffin. I rubbed my upper arm.

"Umm…" I said, shuffling my feet. "Maybe? In a few years?" I squeaked softly, blushing red. He grinned. "Excellent. I can't wait. Now, there's one more thing." I frowned. "What?" He stood up, backing me into the wall. "You haven't slept in a coffin yet, and I won't always be sleeping in a bed." He said, grinning. I caught on, and glared at him fiercely, grabbing onto his chair. "NO." He smirked and grabbed my hand, easily dislodging the other and phasing us into his closed coffin. I struggled, but my field of movement was limited, especially since he was on top of me. He waited until I stopped, then pulled me around so I was laying on top of him, facing down.

Surprisingly, the coffin wasn't as cramped as you might think. "So?" he purred, rubbing my back. I almost arched, but forced my spine to remain flat. "I hate you, you know that?" I said, slamming my forehead against his chest. He shrugged. "As long as we're clear. Oh, by the way, I told Soarece and Techno that we were going somewhere all night, leaving the impression of a date. So you won't be going anywhere until morning kitten."

3rd Person's POV:

Jackal crept into his father's room. He taped a small, handwritten sign on his coffin. It read, in crayon "Do Not Disturb." He crept back out, heading for the party. I hope mommy doesn't hurt him too much. I wonder what I can buy with ten whole dollars! Zara thumped against the lid, but he was already too far away to hear her. Silence resounded in the stone room, but not for long. "Stop touching my dress!" a feminine voice shouted, loud enough to be heard through the thick wood. A low male voice answered her, but whatever it said wasn't enough. "You put me in here wise guy, so don't get smart with me!" she said loudly, and there was a thump.

Another thump followed, and then there was a muffled curse. "Now look what you did. This isn't going to blow over well with Soarece. She liked this dress." The male voice spoke again, clearly amused. "Yeah, I can say I fell down. Great excuse. Hey, hands to yourself! Alucard, get your hands out of my dress, or so help me I will castrate you." The male voice sighed, for once making a sound loud enough to echo into the bigger room. "No buts mister. And no, your hand did not just "slip into" the tear by accident. You were smiling. Don't look so shocked, I saw you."

Zara's POV:

He smirked, shrugging. I sighed, putting a hand to the six-inch long tear in my tear, starting just above my hips and going down to my knees. Alucard's hand appeared next to mine, rubbing it softly. I looked up to see his contented face. "How often are you going to stick me in here?" I whined, as he sewed the cut up with a shadow-thingy. He smirked. "Once a week at least." He said, clearly pleased with the whole thing. "I refuse to spend a single night without my mate." I rolled my eyes. "And what about poor Jackal? He'll have to sleep alone…all by himself…" Alucard blinked. "He's going to sleep alone anyway. Or would you rather have both of us in the bed with you?"

I sighed. "Fine, fine. Jerk. What's so appealing about me anyway?" He rubbed my back, and I flinched, holding back a purr. "Vampires, as you know, don't have their own body heat. You literally warm me up. It's like sleeping with a warmed blanket or some such. Very relaxing." He said carelessly. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Freak. I hope you can knock me out or something, because I'm not sleepy at all." He grinned. "What if I don't want you sleeping?" I twitched all over at the thought. "Eww. Still a teenager, still off-limits in that regard." He sighed, and then stared into my eyes. I blinked, feeling very warm and sleepy. I let my head fall down on his chest, purring just a little.

He wrapped his arms around me, and I purred slightly louder, but was already drifting off to sleep. Final recap of the day, Techno and a vampire got married, I got to be maid of honor at a wedding, Seras and Pip are fated to get married soon, Alucard proposed to me in a roundabout way, and he forced me to spend the night in his coffin, with him. Not bad, not bad. The next few years are certainly going to be interesting. I yawned, stretching a little. One wonders what kind of wedding Alucard will make me do. I hope it's not too embarrassing. That was my last thought before I drifted off to sleep, already trying to face the future head-on.

I didn't mean for it to end this chapter, but apparently it does, because I have no intention of writing this any further. (sorry guys) I think it wraps it all up in a nice little bow. (I purposely left some things unended, because I need material for my oneshots) Look for my next fanfics, both Soul Eater, and Hellsing! I'm thinking of calling the Hellsing one "Hellsing Cats oneshots, before, during, and after" *shrugs* I like it. Soul eater name is still undecided, but I'm posting the first chapter today! (Go look) Review, Request, Rcomment. Auf Wedersien! Thank you for reading!