Mathias nodded. "Of course Mary is still quite strong and could handle herself in the world without a problem if need be. But the past is just that, the past. Right now Mary is only the youngest looking friend from my group of friends. A cheerful young girl that likes the lolita style, stuffed animals, and sweets." "I love sweets! Can I have some after breakfast?" Mary chimed in.

"Of course Mary." Gerald answered. Now he felt it was his turn. "I'll go next. I was born in the early 1200's in Italy. What I did during my life isn't really important. But I met Mathias in the first world war. I had been captured by German vampire forces, and was put to work as a cook for soldiers. Mathias freed me and brought me to England under one condition. That I would become his personal cook once the war was over. I agreed, of course. And after 50 years of working for him he offered me a house of my own. Back then this old bunker looked a lot less modern, but I was happy with it. And we soon decided to make this place our central meeting spot. During the second world war we joined the same army, though in different divisions."

Spike spoke up after Gerald was done. "Let's just skip us two. There's really nothing interesting to tell. I'm just a cousin of Mitchell, which is how we got to know Mathias."