"Nobody?" he groaned as he sat up. "Where the fuck are you?" Hearing a muffled voice, Edge followed its direction to see Nobody collapsed in front of the television, which had been shut off, or burnt out.

"Don’t call me that anymore." He grumbled, half sitting up.

"Why the hell not? Its your name." Edge pointed out.

"No, Edge it's not." He walked sleepily over to the couch. "Is Edge your name?" he lowered his eyes. "See? And I don't want to be called Nobody. Its too impersonal." The vampire paused for a moment. "And it doesn’t strike fear in the hearts of everyone around me."

"Well, what did your maker name you?" He glanced sideways at Edge.

"I never told you?" He said quickly, as Edge shook his head. "Well then. I shall bore you with the short version. I was blessed to have a good old fashioned Roman maker, and thus blessed with a good old fashioned Roman name. Cielus Vitalus Angelus. Lovely, isn't it?" He smiled mockingly. "Bloody long. Means – "

"Sky, life and angel." Edge shot him a questioning glance.

"His idea of a cruel, twisted joke. Glad I killed the bastard." They both laughed a little at this, knowing the feeling of killing the one who made them. Their laughter was cut short by the still present pain in their heads.

"Ow." Edge said, putting a hand to his forehead. "SO what do I call you now?" thinking for a moment, the vampire formerly known as Nobody responded.

"I don’t know. What's a good vampire name that all the little kiddies will know?"

"Well, if you really want, we can always go for the fictional stuff, ya know, the generic Dracula stuff. Or, we can do some hardcore research, crack open the secret FBI files, go get some books and – "

"Oh fuck off. I'll just bloody well turn on the TV and name myself whatever decided to come on." Edge raised his eyebrows at him, then burst into laughter. "SHUT UP! This is going to work." Edge continued his laughter as the tv was turned on to reveal an interview with someone regarding a book called 'Stardust'.

"That's Neil Gaimen. " Edge remarked, calming his laughter for a second.

"So what? My name is Neil? Plain old boring Neil? Average I work in a factory and eat my steak medium rare Neil?"

"No, idiot. The last name. Gaimen. Its British, like you. It works." Edge shrugged, content with his friends new name.

"I don't know. Its kind of….well, odd."

"You said you didn't want Neil, so we compromised. Be happy."

"but I don't like it!" Edge burst into laughter again. "Sod off! I'm just going to call myself…Kael." Edge stopped.

"What does that mean?" the newly named one frowned.

"I don’t know. It was my fathers name. He was a warrior."

"oh. It sounds like a hero's name." Edge remarked, now deep in thought. Kael rose and walked to the bathroom, lighting up a cigarette and mumbling something about deserving a hero's name.