Shinigami-cat: Well this is the next chapter... I OWN NOTHING!

Welcome to letters

Arthur hit his head against the kitchen table. He didn't understand anything that was going on in the town at all. He did his best to try and piece the town's history together on his own but it was no use. He couldn't find anything anywhere... He needed help. But who could help him? No one knew he was looking into the disappearances and it pissed him off. "Bloody hell..." He hissed. Nothing is working... I need some actual history books..."

"I can help with that." Said Alfred.

Arthur screamed and fell out of his chair. "Bloody hell Alfred... You can't just randomly break into people's houses!"

Alfred rolled his eyes and helped Arthur to his feet. "I didn't break in. The door was unlocked again. So I just let myself in." Arthur face palmed. He was going to have to have a serious talk with his mother about that damn door when she got back. "But anyway what are you looking for. I'm sure I can help. The hero always helps."

Arthur rolled his eyes and scowled. "Not that it's any of your bloody business, but I'm looking into the history of Fever Lake. There wasn't anything useful on the internet so I was thinking of finding some library books."

Alfred grinned. "Dude I can so help with that! My mum's the librarian. She can show us all the books that can't be borrowed anymore because they are so old." Arthur looked at Alfred with astonishment. He actually was good for something after all...

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Arthur and Alfred ended up in the basement of the library. There were boxes of books stacked three high. "Now you two be careful down here." Said Mrs Jones. "I don't want either of you getting buried alive down there.

Alfred laughed. "We'll be fine mum."

When Mrs Jones was gone Arthur grabbed as many boxes marked History as possible. Alfred just shook his head and pulled out a book from one of the boxes and dropped in in front of Arthur. "What the bloody hell is that?"

"The only book on Fever Lake this whole library has." Said Alfred.

Arthur's jaw dropped and he picked up the book. "Seriously? Just one book? Bloody hell, it not even a text book! It's a collection of letters!"

Alfred shrugged. "As the gold rush was drying up some houses caught on fire and those were the only things pulled from the flames. Technically it's not even meant to be for public display by orders of the Vargas family."

Arthur raised an eyebrow and flicked through the musky old pages. "Really? Why not?"

Alfred shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine. There's nothing bad in them or anything." Arthur sat in the corner and began to read on of the letters.

Dear Beatrice

My darling sister I hope this letter find you well. Arthur and I have just arrived in Australia. We are settling in a town known as Fever Lake. It seems like an odd name to me but who are we to judge these things? Arthur is settling in well. He is working as a farm hand at the Vargas house. I've learnt that the Vargas is one of the three most powerful families in this town. The others are the Beilschmidt and the Kiku's. As you can probably tell from their names they aren't from English back ground. In fact I'm surprised that an Asian family has any influence in this town at all.

Best wishes M.S

Arthur frowned. "Arthur? This person had a husband called Arthur? Damn people were racist back then..."

Alfred laughed and sat next to Arthur. "Yep they sure were but Arthur wasn't her husband. It was her son."

Arthur raised an eyebrow and frowned. "Really? It's a little spooky reading your name in an old letter..."

Alfred shrugged. "Well... That's just that. That's the first letter in a series of letters by M.S to her sister Beatrice in England." Suddenly Alfred began to giggle.

"What's so funny you git?" Snapped Arthur.

Alfred beamed. "It's a little ironic don't you think? You're name's Arthur and you're from England just like M.S and her son. Pretty cool."

"Cool?" Growled Arthur. "There's nothing cool about it!" He opened up to a later letter and began to read another latter.

Dear Beatrice

I'm starting to worry... Things in Fever Lake don't seem to be as they appear. Behind all the smiling faces and kind words there is something dangerous lurking here... Everyone is terrified of going out into the bushlands at night and even during the day... The Beilschmidt's have even banned people from going in there without permission. What is out there? Why won't they let us go there? I have to find out... But I'm scared that if I go out there they will do something to my son... I've hear rumours.

Best wished M.S

Arthur bit his lip. M.S heard of the rumours too... But did she find out anything? He flipped to the end and read the last letter.

Dear Beatrice

I... I've lost everything... I... I have nothing left... This is the last time I shall write to you... I'm sorry... When you have nothing left to lose all you have left is revenge...

Best wished M.S

Arthur's eyes went wide. 'Revenge? What is she talking about? Did something happen to her?'

"Her son was murdered." Said Alfred.

"What?"

Alfred sighed and leaned his head against the brick wall. "You looked a little worried so I thought I'd just tell you. Her son Arthur was murdered... hung from a tree in the middle of the town."

Arthur's eyes went wide. "Who murdered him?"

Alfred shrugged and scratched his chin. "Well... Romulus, Mr Vargas, once told us that Arthur accused of being using black magic... and the children of the three grate families had said they had seen Arthur kill a chicken and used its guts to put a curse on their mothers... Stupid isn't it?"

Arthur nodded. "Indeed... But what happened to M.S? Who was she? What was her name? Did she ever find out why the Beilschmidt's banned everyone from going into the bushlands?"

Alfred shrugged and stood up. "Well... no. She didn't mention anything like that in her letters to Beatrice so who knows?"

Arthur nodded and took a long hard look at the book of letters. 'Who were you M.S? What did you see? Did you even see anything?'

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Arthur was walking aimlessly up and down the streets of the town. He had nothing to do. He just wanted to clear his head and try to understand what he had just read. He ended up walking down to the playground. He sat on one of the swings and sighed. "Damn it... I'm getting more questions than answers..."

"Questions about what?" Asked an oddly chilling voice. Arthur glanced over at a tree. Matthew was sitting up high in its branches swinging his legs happily and grinning like a mad man.

Arthur gulped and walked over to the tree. "What are you doing here Matthew?"

Matthew shrugged. "Just hanging... hanging in a tree... like a dead man..." Matthew shook his head and laughed. "No... Not a dead man... a dead boy... You should know all about it Arthur... after all you read all about it a few hours ago..."

Arthur's jaw dropped. "How the bloody hell do you know about that?"

Matthew chuckled and jumped out of the tree. He landed soundlessly in front of Arthur. His eyes were wide and insane. "I know everything Arthur... I keep my lips shut and open my ears. You would be surprised what you find out if you just listen a little... People just say the most interesting things..." He grabbed Arthur's wrist and swung him around so he was pressed up against the tree.

Arthur gulped and glared at the Canadian. "Let me go."

Matthew chuckled. "Francis thinks he's cursed, Gilbert has a hero complex, Antonio is a closet paedophile, Lovino thinks no one loves him, Feliciano is afraid to be alone for more than one hour, Ludwig is OCD, Alfred is a closet gay, Kiku is... was... afraid to reach out people because he was afraid people would be afraid of what they found, Yao hated Kiku, Ivan is a sadist, Katyusha is afraid of everything, Natalia loves the taste of blood, Mr Vargas runs the drug trafficking ring all along the east coast of Australia and Mr Beilschmidt runs the weapons trafficking... and then there's you..."

Arthur gulped. "What about me?"

Matthew chuckled darkly. "I don't know anything I can use against you later... but I do know you are from Britain. You love tea. You think Alfred is annoying. You are suspicious about the town. You want to find out everything you can about this town and expose its secrets..." He leaned forward and whispered into Arthur's ear. "But you are going to stop or you will... Just... Disappear... Just like all the others..."

Arthur growled and pushed Matthew away. "What the bloody hell? Are you threatening me?"

Matthew giggled and smirked. "No... With a threat there is a chance that it won't happen. I'm promising you. Stop doing what you are doing or you will disappear like everyone else." With that he turned and began to walk away.

Arthur ran his hand through his hair and growled. "Wait a second Matthew I got a question for you."

Matthew stopped in his tracks and turned around. He had that creepy smiled plastered to his face. "Yes Arthur? What do you want to know?"

"What do the initials M.S stand for?"

Matthew shrugged. "I have no idea. Never heard of it before. Better luck next time Artie." He giggled and practically began to skip down the road. "Now if you excuse me I have somewhere I need to be!"

When he was gone Arthur growled and kicked a stone. "What the bloody hell is wrong with that kid? He's bloody insane... Fucking creeper... Bloody psychopath. Crazy bastard..."

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It was the end of school and once again they were having a club meeting. Gilbert wasn't there because he was grounded. Anyway at the moment Lovino had gotten into an argument with Antonio about lord knows what.

"Shut the hell up mother fucker." Hissed Lovino.

"But Lovi!" Whined Antonio.

"Don't call me Lovi!" Snapped Lovino. "My name's Lovino!"

Suddenly Alfred blew on a whistle, silencing everyone in the room and drawing all the attention to him. "No fighting you two!" He said. "Yelling is not how we settle arguments in this club!" He went over to the store room and came back with a game of snakes and ladders. "You know the rules; all fights shall be settled with a game. Name your prizes."

Antonio beamed. "If I win Lovino have to say he loves me!"

"NO WAY!" Yelled Lovino.

Alfred ignored him and wrote it up on the white board. "Okay then. What about you Lovino?"

Lovino thought about this for a second then smirked. "If I win Antonio has to eat Koala crap."

"Ewe! Lovi!" Cried Antonio. "That's gross! I don't wanna eat Koala crap!"

"Tough." Snapped Lovino. He set up the game and rolled the dice. Needless to say Antonio won and Lovino had to say that he loves him. In turn Alfred won the jackpot. He is now two hundred dollars richer. He spent it on hamburgers... Stupid idiot.

TBC

Shinigami-cat: Okay so the ending was a little weak but the next chapter will be a bit better I think... PLEASE REVIEW!