I'M BAAAAACK! DID YA MISS ME? I haven't died, yay! So HS is….interesting…...it's not as bad as I thought it'd be but suddenly the teachers thought that it was ok to assign two pages of math homework (may not sound like a lot but it's Adv. Algebra, enough said.) and an essay the same day so yeah I've been super busy.

The starting of this chapter sounds like the start of a new fic to me so I'm calling this Part II and that's just say the hiatus was intermission. (Don't worry same plot, just a bit darker than it has been.)

It was dark in the dream. Which was odd, not the fact that it was dark, but the fact that Gilbert was dreaming, but it was really dark. And not just the blackness of night time that he had become so accustomed to in the past few months, a heavy darkness that seemed to weigh him down. Gilbert looked around him, his ruby red gaze able to see everything no matter how dark the room may have been at this moment. Thank God for vampire senses! He was in a circular room made of stone, it was furnished sparsely with a few comfortable looking, battered couches pushed off to one side of the room and a few torn tapestries hanging limply on the walls here and there. A figure stood by a basin of water in the center of the room. She was female but her face was hidden by a hooded cloak.

"Come closer, you should know not to be afraid by now." A voice that Gilbert was surprised to realized he recognized said and at first the albino thought she was talking to him. But then a small boy, no he was obviously a teenager just short and thin,stepped into the room hesitantly.

"C-ciao." He stuttered in a high accented voice. Feliciano!? 'Vat ze hell is Feli doing here?' Gilbert wondered.

"What is it you wished to tell me?" Where did Gilbert recognize that voice?! And her scent was familiar too, who was she!?

Feliciano gulped and fidgeted with his blue uniform, why he was wearing a uniform Gilbert had no idea, he took a deep breath and opened his mouth as if about to say something, no words came out. He closed his eyes and tried again, a jumbled up mess of a sentence came pouring out this time.

"Their-a after Luddy, I-a tried, Fratello, they with-a him, thought-a you should know, warn Luddy."

"The hunters are after Ludwig, you tried to stop them but they are sending your brother and you thought I should know before you warned Ludwig?" The woman translated and Feli nodded.

"Are they all with him Feliciano?" She asked, her tone soothing as if trying to calm the boy. "The Half-breed, The Kitsune, The Magician… Matthew, Gilbert?"

Feliciano nodded his amber eyes wide, Gilbert was now more confused then ever. "How in ze hell does she know mine and Birdie's names?" He wondered. He must've wondered it a bit loudly because Feliciano jumped, clutched something at his neck, probably the germanic cross Ludwig had given him and looked around wildly. The hooded woman did so as well, she threw off her hood to reveal long brown hair and green eyes.

"Hello Gillybear! Long time no see, I hope your ready." Elizabeta said, locking eyes with the albino and waving cheerfully.

"Ready for…?" Gilbert, to dazed to complain about the stupid nickname prompted faintly. Elizabeta…..Elizabeta was the girl in the hood.

"The war of course." Feliciano looked terrified of the word 'war' but Elizabeta sighed, putting on the tone she used when Gilbert was being obnoxiously stupid on purpose. "Why else would I turn you?" She smiled, her teeth were pointed fangs.

"Oh, I'm sure you're wondering how it is I masked my scent?" She said. Gilbert hadn't been, his mind was still in the "Oh my f*cking god, she's a f*cking vampire" stage of comprehension. "Well, it's fairly easy if you know the right spell. Plus a little bit of blush and the fact that I hunt in another COUNTRY no hunter in their right mind would ever suspect I'm an abnormal."

Gilbert still wasn't sure how to close his mouth but Elizabeta just laughed. "Wake up now Gillybear, I have another dream to visit." Elizabeta thought for a moment then added. "And I'm sorry, but this is probably the last time you'll be sleeping...for a long while." Yeah. Like Gilbert didn't already know that.

And like she told him to Gilbert woke up, and started preparing what he was going to tell his brother when it was a more acceptable hour.

It turned out that the other dream Elizabeta had to visit was Matthew's who was curled up into the fetal position his tail draped lightly across his nose which Gilbert found to be the most adorable thing ever and had to stop himself from staring-no-admiring the neko. No Edward Cullen's here, thank you.

+MATTHEW'S DREAM+

Matthew was in one of his favorite places in the world. Atop the maple tree in the backyard of his home in Canada. It was early fall and the leaves were just turning colors, a light breeze blew through the air ruffling Matthew's golden locks.

"You've sure chosen a beautiful spot." A voice came from his left. Matthew turned and nearly fell out of the tree. It was one of his classmates, Eliza-what's-her-bucket. "You do know who I am right?"

"Eliza, uh Eliza something…." Matthew whispered, trying to remember the girls name.

"Elizabeta." She supplied with a cheerful laugh, Matthew noticed her teeth were fangs like Gilbert's. The mere thought of Gilbert made him blush and Elizabeta noticed.

"Awwww, you and Gillybear are soooo cute! You were thinking about him right?" Matthew wasn't even sure he wanted to know how she knew that, but he nodded all the same and Elizabeta squealed into her hand, Matthew was quite sure she would've popped a nosebleed if she hadn't been a vampire.

"Um, excuse me Miss?" Matthew tapped her shoulder to get her attention.

"Call me Elizabeta."

"A-alright, Elizabeta, why are you on my dream?" No one had ever been in this particular dream before, especially not someone he had barely even met.

Elizabeta brushed her long hair out of her face and was silent for a minute, trying to get her thoughts in order. Finally she looked Matthew in the eye and said, very seriously, "I was making sure you still have your nine lives."

Whatever Matthew was expecting it sure wasn't that, this time he nearly did topple out of the tree and it was Elizabeta's quick reflexes that saved him, even so he looked at her wide eyed and his tail was puffed up.

"H-how did you…?"

The girl laughed. "How did I know? I'm the one who gave them to you silly." At Matthew's shocked expression she added. "Surely you remember me, I pushed you down on the playground once when you were tiny, you were crying so I went over to make sure you were okay and muttered something in a different language?"

Matthew nodded slowly. "You said that was a Hungarian prayer." He remembered.

"Well, more like a Hungarian spell...I would've been able to give you more lives if your brother hadn't interrupted but I think nine lives is fitting for a cat don't you?"

The neko nodded faintly and then decided that this would be a good time to tell her. "I only have eight left." He said quietly.

"WHAT!? WHO HURT MY LITTLE MATTHEW!?" Elizabeta hissed and suddenly went all mother hen, hugging him to her chest and whispering about how it was going to be ok.

As soon as Matthew had wrestled out of her grip he started peppering her with more questions. "Why did you give me nine lives?"

"You're going to need them for the war." She answered. "I'm expecting you and Gilbert to be my two best soldiers." She looked like she was about to say more but then her phone rang.

"Oh Roderich really now?" She sighed at the device then said to Matthew. "I need to take this, you'll need to wake up now, and oh, don't harm the guest." Before Matthew could question these words she was starting to fade. Before she did though he heard her mumbling something in Hungarian and felt a surge of energy course through his body.

She had given him back his ninth life. Great.

I hope this little dream chapter was worth the wait. Bye guys!