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The full moon above nestled in the blanket of the dark night illuminated the small town of creeps and crawls below. All of its creatures shut off the lights and turned in for the night, except for two. A tall tower that jutted out of a house overlooked the entire city was still lit up by a small lamp inside next to a desk, where a skeleton in a pinstripe suit with a bat-bowtie sat reading a book entitled Mythical Beings and Creatures.

"Quiet night, eh Zero?" Jack asked his loyal companion who had been lightly dozing in his little basket.

The ghost dog gave a soft bark in agreement and lowered its head to rest on the edge of the doggy bed. His ears sank as his normal, happy expression was replaced with one of sadness and worry. Zero couldn't help but wonder how his other friend was doing outside, at night, with a vampire. He had kept his end of the deal not to let Jack know of her whereabouts, but he couldn't help but be a little concerned. It was past the fifteen minutes Amelia had said that she would be gone and still no site of her. The ghostly canine looked up at his master and companion. He had read over the same passage in that book several times now. Zero couldn't help but feel guilty for keeping something from him. Not being able to take it any longer, he floated up from his basket, up to the desk, and began to bark.

"Huh? What is it Zero?"

Amelia walked slowly in the direction to her home away from home. Her feet seemed to move on their own accord for her mind was in a daze. Over and over she replayed in her mind what had just happened between her and Alucard. She sighed dreamily. She never had a boyfriend before and never imagined that her first one would be so perfect. He was tall, dark-haired, handsome, well mannered, and best of all, he could sing.

She inhaled the rose's heavenly sent as she continued on her way. She twirled in a circle happily then began to walk properly again. Jack's home came into view when suddenly she stopped in her tracks. Her expression was a mixture of worry and fear.

'Oh no!' she thought, 'How am I ever going to explain this to Jack?' The idea of not telling him at all crossed her mind but she immediately discarded it. 'No, I already betrayed his trust once and I don't intend on doing so ever again.' The memory of becoming Black Widow because of her belief in a lie had entered her mind. Even after practically six years, she still hadn't forgave herself and failed to understand why Jack had.

'Ok, I know I have to tell him, but how?' she mentally questioned herself as she started toward the house again.

She thought and thought but unfortunately, she arrived at the front gate before she had come up with a good answer to her problem. Slowly, she titled her head up toward the top of the entrance. Never before had the Jack O' Lantern shape in the gate looked so frightening. But then again, her nerves had started to get the better of her. She remembered what happened the last time she tried to go through the entryway. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she concentrated her magic and whispered the spell. "Levitazione." She rose into the air, floated over the gate, and landed with a soft tap on the other side. She looked up to the front door and gulped, her heart raced and beat so loudly she thought it would wake the neighbors.

'Ok, if I can just get inside without him noticing, then I can tell him in the morning.' She mentally planned, 'That way, I can stay up all night if I have to coming up with a good way to explain everything.'

With that in mind, she used the levitation spell again to glide just above the steps so she wouldn't make any noise. When she reached the front door, she turned the doorknob as quiet as possible and hoped against hope that it wouldn't creak. With a gentle nudge, the door opened silently. She let out a soft sigh in relief. She then peeked around it to make sure no one was at the top of the staircase. Certain that the coast was clear, she levitated barely over the steps yet again. She landed about three-quarters of the way up to scan what she could see of the living room. When she confirmed that there wasn't anyone there, she floated the rest of the way in and landed softly at the top. She held the rose behind her back and fully entered the room.

"Quite the lovely rose you have there Ami." A voice spoke behind her that made the hair on the back of her neck stand straight up.

She whipped around to find Jack sitting in a chair off to the side of the top of the stairwell with a less than happy expression. The single lamp that was on next to where he sat had further emphasized his demeanor. His legs were crossed, elbows rested on the arms of the chair, and his bony fingers interlocked together in front of the lower half of his face. To her, he looked like a suspicious father who had caught his daughter getting back home from a date far later than planned.

"May I ask who gave it to you?" He questioned with a suspicious tone and arched a would-be eyebrow.

She gulped and scratched her head sheepishly while holding the rose in front of her, wishing she had more time to think of a good way to tell him what had happened.

"Erm, Alucard gave it to me." She found her toe to be quite interesting as she started to dig it into the floor.

"Oh did he now?" he got up and walked toward her, his eyes held a look of interest. Although for Amelia, she thought she was in for a serious scolding.

"Do you know what it means when a girl receives a rose from a vampire?" he crossed his arms and waited for her answer.

Still looking down at the floor, she nodded. "Yeah, He and I are a couple now."

Since she wasn't facing him, Amelia didn't see his body suddenly stiffen at her words. However, his attitude changed.

"Well I'd say that's great news then!" his demeanor was practically opposite of what it was just a second ago.

"Eh! It is?" She looked up at him, very confused.

"Of course! This means that you're fitting in better than before!" he said enthusiastically, "And, vampires are actually very pleasant people, much more mature than average humans."

She was still extremely confused and in shock. Wasn't he angry with her just a minute before?

"Um, Let me get this straight…you're not mad at me?" she asked as she raised an eyebrow.

"Mad at you?" he chuckled, "Nonsense! I was a little worried to be honest, but I know you can very well handle yourself."

"Yeah, out alone at night with a vampire wasn't really the smartest decision," she laughed, "but I'm glad you understand." She heaved a mental sigh of relief.

He then walked up beside her and his attitude flipped again. "Just don't do it again." He said sternly and continued to walk past her as he made his way back up to his quarters.

She felt stricken with fear yet again as he spoke those words to her. She stayed in the living room for a few moments after he left before deciding to retire to her own room as well.

Up in the tower, Jack is pacing back and forth with a serious expression. After a few moments of silence, he let out what he had been holding back.

"How could I let this happen! A human and a vampire!" he had started to flail his arms to further emphasize how upset he was, "She's my responsibility and I let her walk right into one of the worst possible situations!" He then scoffed, "Handle herself, yeah maybe against most of the creatures in Halloween Town, but not a vampire whom she has feelings for! She won't be able to protect herself if she fears hurting him even though he's the one who will hurt her!"

He finally ceased his pacing and thought for a moment. "Maybe I should have more faith in her, I know she's a capable sorceress and I'm probably just jumping to conclusions…" But the possibility of her being hurt by Alucard still ate at him.

"Zero!" he called.

Said ghost dog zoomed into the room with his normal happy expression.

"Zero, thank you for letting me know about Amelia earlier. Now, I have a job for you." He whispered in the dog's ear.

"Got it?" he asked when he had finished giving his loyal companion the instructions.

The ghostly canine nodded and zoomed off with determination.

Meanwhile, the teenaged sorceress was in her room and sat on the edge of her bed wearing her nightgown. She stared out the window as she thought over her rather hectic night. She finally let out a yawn from exhaustion and got into bed. Once she was comfortable, she looked out the window at the full moon again.

"Why do I feel so strange?" she spoke barely above a whisper as her eyes became half-lidded. "I feel as though…as though…" she succumbed to sleep before she could complete her sentence.

In the corner of the room, the reflection of the full-length mirror was some sort of mysterious fog. It began to morph and take shape that of a young woman. Finally, the image cleared and it was the young woman who had appeared in Amelia's family heirloom mirror. She looked exactly like Amelia, except her hair was darker and shorter. She was dressed in a ghostly looking, yet elegant white gown. Her expression was soft but worried. She outstretched her hand toward the slumbering sorceress with the same face as her, but she couldn't move through the glass. With a look of determination, she spoke in a hushed tone.

"Somnium of preteritus ostendo sum verum." A ball of white light left her hand and went through the mirror into the room. It floated over to the sleeping girl and enveloped her head before it faded away.

The woman in the mirror gave a sad, soft smile before she closed her eyes and disappeared into the fog.

'Wha? Where am I?' Amelia thought as she found herself not in her bedroom, but in some sort of cemetery, and not the one near Spiral Hill either.

She walked among the tombstones, glancing at a couple of the dates. They were all from the 1700s or early 1800s, and they looked new.

'Have I gone back in time?' She looked up to the sky and saw that it was dark and the crescent moon was out. She looked down at her owns self and saw that she was in her normal nightgown. She walked around a little more in a confused daze. A weeping willow tree came into view and she wasn't sure, but she thought she heard quiet sobs. Quietly, she approached the sound and hid behind a gravestone large enough to keep her from sight. She peeked over the top of the tombstone and there a few yards in front of her sat a girl about her own age crying over a dearly departed.

"Mother…" the young woman said. She wore a black and white stripped Victorian gown. Her hair was dark and wavy, and long enough to cover her shoulders. Amelia couldn't see her face because her back was to her.

A tall man stepped out from the shadows, but he stood underneath the willow tree so the moon's light didn't reach him and the confused sorceress couldn't see his face. The girl who had cried over her mother's grave stood up and turned toward the man. Amelia gasped, for what she saw greatly took her by surprise. She and the young woman had the same face. She realized just who she was, the ghost whom she saw in her family's mirror.

"It's you." The girl breathed. "You startled me." She laughed softly.

"My apologies mademoiselle." The man's voice was so smooth that he could easily sweep any girl of their feet by just speaking. He sounded vaguely familiar to Amelia, but she just wasn't sure. "What are you doing here so late at night?"

"My beloved mother." She answered, "I miss her greatly, I just had to come and see her." She held her hands together as if in prayer.

"Come here my dearest." He said, to which she complied. The hidden sorceress could see that the two figures embraced.

"It will be alright, I promise you." He soothed her.

"Thank you, my love." She rested her head on his shoulder.

"Of course." he brought up one hand and placed it on her shoulder, "You'll get to see her soon."

Before the young woman had time to react, he leaned down toward her neck. Amelia couldn't really tell what happened, but she was pretty sure that he had bit her.

The girl let out a weak cry of pain and began to go limp in his arms. However, she did manage to shout something. "Ego reprobo vos intus a pallens somes ut laqueus monasteriense intus!"

The man threw her to the ground where she landed on her mother's grave. He cursed and a bright, white light engulfed him as he let out a yell. The light soon faded away and the man seemed to be shorter, more boyish than before. He cursed again under his breath and dashed off.

Amelia was shocked beyond belief. She knew that the young woman had just cursed the man so that meant she was a sorceress. Quickly, she got up from her hiding spot and dashed over to the girl as fast as her legs would carry her.

"Are you alright!" it seemed to be a rather stupid thing to ask, but she didn't really know how to respond to what she just saw.

Apparently, the discovered mystic didn't hear her for she didn't speak, move, or anything to acknowledge the teenager's presence.

"Niveus lux lucis , signum meus animus intus meus pondero statua." She whispered and her eyes closed. A white glow appeared around her body, then floated above and transformed into a small sphere. It rose higher into the air then shot off into the distance like a bullet.

"No…" Amelia said softly. Tears began to well up in her eyes. "What's going on!" She shouted angrily at the night sky as tears began to poor down her cheeks, "Why am I here! Why am I being shown this!"

All of a sudden, the sleeping sorceress jolted awake in a cold sweat.

Dun dun dun! What could this dream possibly mean? Just who is this mysterious ghost who looks exactly like Amelia? The sooner you review, the sooner you'll find out!