Summary/story set up: So, if anyone has read Midnight Sun you know that the day Bella went to La Push for the first time, Peter and Charlotte came to visit Jasper. What if Charlotte was simply a sister to Peter and Jasper? What is Peter was single?
Warnings: Peter isn't going to stop feeding on type o-neg.
"I, I, I will battle for the sun, sun, sun
And I, I, I won't stop until I'm done, done, done
You, you, you are getting in the way, way, way
And I, I, I have nothing left to say, say, say
I, I, I, I, I will brush off all the dirt
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
And I, I, I, I, I will pretend it didn't hurt
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt"
PLACEBO - BATTLE FOR THE SUN
PETER POV:
Visiting my brother and his wife was always a strange, new experience. The way the Cullen's lived was beyond strange, so that alone made if different. But this time, Eddy was particularly weird. We left the Cullen house, Jasper and I as the women folk bonded. It was our second day here, I had yet to have bro time.
(The day is Sunday, Bella is back from La Push, she's found out what the Cullens, or Edward is.)
Charlotte was truly my sister, a twin if you will. She adored Alice, and Alice felt the same about her. Charlotte was a tiny blonde, with short hair cropped like a males, matching Alice in that it was angled in all directions.
We ran through the forest, getting away from prying ears, and as for Eddy-boy prying minds. Forks Washington was to green. Alein emerald colors, moss everywhere. I liked the desert, the hot breeze. Not friendly for vampires but I liked it nevertheless.
I sat down on a log, staring up at the canopy of the huge trees. "Whats wrong with Edward?"
"Ah he's found some human girl thats his singer, he's fooled himself thinking that he loves her. It's an obsession. He'll kill her sooner or later then act all doom and gloom for another century. "
I chuckled. "A human?"
"A human, pretty little thing, new to here. She's the sheriff's daughter. We will have to leave from here. He stopped a van from hitting her, I mean stopped a van. 'Bout time we had to leave somewhere because of someone other than me."
"Jasper you're such a fool. Human are your natural food source! Yes I know killing innocent people if wrong, but what about the bad guys? Nothin' wrong with that. I think it's a service t humanity myself."
"I know that, it's the others that think differently."
"Whats so special about the girl?"
"I don't know, shes pretty in the tomboy way. Extremely pale, dark hair. Oh Edward can't read her mind, that's why he's obsessed with her. Finally found someone he can't mind rape, I guess he's intrigued." I chuckled. "Oh Alice told me to tell you that Edward told her that he's worried about you being in town."
"Why?" I asked dumbfounded. I wouldn't kill anyone here. To small of a town.
"She thinks that it's his love for her. He's really got her fooled."
I shook my head. "Can Eddy even love? I mean he hasn't ever been with a girl, not that I know of. I wouldn't be surprised if that priss was a virgin!" I laughed loudly.
"He is."
"WHAAaaaaaaaaaaT?" Then I couldn't stop my laughter. Rude obnoxious laughter that Jasper had to join it with.
Emo.
"I better get back to the house." He said after I had calmed down a bit.
"Whipppped."
"Peter, one day, one very good day for me, you'll find a woman that can stand to be around you."
"Never. I kinda like being the perpetual bachelor, and the perpetual stud."
He hit me in the head with a good sized boulder of a rock, it didn't hurt but the shards got in my hair. "Oh it's on like donkey-kong motherfucker!"
"Bring it pretty boy!" Jasper hollered as he ran off.
I bolted after him striking him hard. Our blows, kicks and bodies colliding sounded off like thunder. We made a slight echo system mess as we threw each other into the trees.
Jasper and I were equals in the fighting world. He had his power of emotional manipulation, and I had my sort of lame power.
I could predict things, not it the way Alice did, and sometimes they were wrong. I wasn't quick with my visions that weren't even visions, they were more than likely thoughts. Call me Sherlock. Logic.
Jasper kissed Alice, I looked away. Cause thats just weird to stare at. Next thing I knew they ran past me. Ah, love like bunnies them two.
Charlotte was talking to Edward when got back to the house. She would never admit it, but she liked him. I couldn't see why, I mean he was a prissy little pussy. I knew he head my thoughts, I couldn't contain the slow smile the crept to my face when he glanced at me.
I wonder what he must see when he looks at me, my scars more than likely. I had a few more than Jasper, because in all honesty he was better than me. Better me in that fact that he had higher status, people feared him. When we were in the wars I had to work my way up as a newborn to get his attention. That I did, I landed him flat on his ass and we've been partners in crime ever since.
I was turned not 21 years after Jasper, in 1884. He found me, I was young didn't know my way, a drunk. Not someone you wanted to be around, he found me and changed me. I think I was twenty when I was first bitten. I had dark brown hair to my shoulders, that was wild and slightly curly. I would never cut my hair.
I had a built, sturdy body. I stood at six feet three inches, add two more sense I wore my boots all the time. Dirty, old black cowboy boots or working boots that reminded me somewhat of a pirate. My only shoes. Alice hated that, she always tried to dress me. Sweet little thing, but bossy as hell.
I leaned against the huge sliding glass door frame. It was open, I was looking outside into the massive back yard and land. Every flickering about, casual conversation. Here I was pondering the color of the trees and how they annoyed me. It started to rain and I winced, taking it a personal offense.
When wasn't this place raining! I couldn't stand it. It nearly made me claustrophobic to be here. All the trees. I wanted to run freely. Yes it provides protection to live normally, to live human, but I wasn't human.
I was monster, I wasn't good by any means. Surrounded by all these do gooders, all their un-natural caring for humanity disgusted me. Disgusted me because I would never be like them. I couldn't find myself to care. I was disgusted with myself, but oh well.
I'm better at being the bad guy anyway, it's a fuck of alot more fun.
I ran off. Telling Edward in my head that I was going to Seattle, to hunt. I knew he'd tell them that, I knew little Char would keep him busy for me, not intentionally of course. But she would. I had an urge, and urge to go see the girl that was Edwards singer, yet he didn't kill her. What made his self rightouesness kick in so heavily for this girl?
It wasn't hard to find the Sheriff's home, I hoped my decision was quick enough to evade Alice's thoughts. But I knew, Alice would be a little distracted by Jasper. She would never see my visit to the young girl. I didn't even know her name.
The police cruiser sat in the drive way, labeled sheriff on the side. A beat up old red Chevy was beside it. Her truck. I smiled. It was a monster of a truck, I had one like it when it came off the line. A rather big fight with some nomads left my truck dead and non repairable.
A heart beat was on the first floor, along with the sounds of a baseball game. Father. I scaled the tree outside of a window on the second floor of the small home.
Bingo. Inside was a girls room, faint yellow walls, posters, drawings a chime in the corner of the room, rocker chair. Clearly the girl hadn't been here long, or she was stuck in her childhood. The only things that looked like they belonged to her, were the books place on the bookshelf, the lines of CD cases, a big CD book. The dark purple bedding that lay over he small bed, a drawing book that lay on top of it and the laptop that lay on the desk.
Her scent covered the room. I couldn't describe it, it was strong and violently present. Like the smell of the hot sun on a desert, the wind gusting it to you.
The girl wasn't in sight yet. I heard soft singing to the sound of a CD playing and the sound of a shower. I listened to her sing to a rock song I didn't know, but would forever be in my mind. Her voice was sweet yet somehow a little rough. I leaned against the wall of her house, placing myself squarely between the tree and the house, a foot on the tree for stability. I didnt want her peering out her window to see me.
I closed my eyes and listened. The water shut off, the sound of cotton against skin and her singing. A towel being rubbed through her hair, over her body. Clothing being pulled on. She turned off the CD, opened the door humming to her self. She came into her room, the sound of the bed moving under weight. The light didn't click off. I frowned, moved silently just enough to peer in.
I saw her then. Wet hair falling over the side of her face, obstructing my view of her. She was thin, soft looking, tender. A plain pale, beautiful clear skin. She wore a black wife beater and grey work out pants. She had a nice figure, slightly curvy hips, strong thighs. Her breasts would be a perfect handful..
I shook myself slightly, I couldn't think of her that way, not like this. Like a stalker, then it would be called peeping tom.
Peter your a lot of things but your not someone who watches a girl from her window getting hard.
She placed earbuds in her ears turning at the familiar sound of the band. Picked up her pencil and book beginning to draw. I peered up slightly catching a glimpse of what she was drawing. A dark face, dark hair shielding most of it, mouth snarling, fangs. She knew.
How did she know? Miss informed, we didn't have fangs, but she was on the right path. If she knew, then she most defiantinatly needed to be turned or killed. My gut screamed for her to be turned. Fury raking over my body at the thought of her being killed. I didn't know I had growled slightly until it was to late. I moved quickly, but I caught the look of her face as she glanced up at the window.
Big doe brown eyes, sharp, fierce features, pretty pouty naturally red lips. She made me gasp. She wasn't special, she wasn't the cover of a magazine pretty. But she was beautiful. Natural woman, the definition of woman. Raw beauty. Her eyes were something to get lost in, they had the light of the sun.
My Sun.
Fuck my life.
I couldn't leave her. I couldn't let Edward come near her.
A couple of days later we were set to leave. I had a aching feeling that I shouldn't, that I should stay here. I needed to stay here. Big doe eyes haunted me. "Charlotte, you can go on without me. I'm having a feeling'." We had already said our goodbyes.
"Do you need me brother?" Charlotte asked brows furrowing together. "I should stay if you are..."
"No.." I didn't think I would need her, maybe.
"What is the feeling about Petey?"
"Well.." I hadn't told her about the girl. About Sun. I wanted my thoughts to be hidden of her.
"Peter spit it out." Her tiny hands went to her hip, and she began tapping her foot.
"I'm in deep shit Char." And I told her everything of what Jasper told me, of my feelings, of how I saw the girl, stayed there all night.
"Well." Charlotte said after being silent the whole time.
"Hole in the ground, water in it." She glared at me as a response.
I smiled innocently.
"Should we tell the Cullens?" She asked.
"And have Edward try to rip my head off?"
"Well, isn't it worse if we keep it from them?"
I knew she was right, I knew I had too, but I didn't want too.
I sighed, starting to run back to the Cullen mansion. Apparently they had just got back from school, it was Tuesday. They were having a family meeting about this girl.
"YOU TOLD HER?" Rosalie screamed at Edward.
"What are you doing back here?" Edward asked harshly.
"You told the girl? You went near her?" I asked my tone was dark, I couldn't stop my words from spilling from my mouth.
"Peter." Charlotte said, my tiny voice of reason.
"What is it to you? How do you know about her?" Edward launched himself up from the dining room chair, it hitting the wall in response.
I glanced at Jasper. "I thought I should tell them, warn them." Jasper said stiffly. "I didn't think you'd go telling the girl. We should have just killed her after you stopped the van, say she had a worse concussion."
"Would have been perfect, but now, you go a tell her exposing all of us! Putting us all in danger!" Rosalie roared out.
My deafening roar silenced them all. My eyes would be yet black right now I knew this. At that moment I thought of killing my brother. My brother who had just suggested to kill the girl. The pretty fierce little girl who likes rock music. The girl who smelled of the sun. They all were staring at me. My teeth were bared, slightly crouching.
"Peter!" Charlotte yelled stomping her foot.
"You will not go near the girl, boy." I growled it out, backing Edward slowly against the wall.
"Peter! What are you doing?" Jasper asked.
Charlotte began explaining everything in a rapid fast vampire tone. Jasper fell back to his chair that he had recently stood from once she was finished. Edward was staring at me, I had him firmly pressed against the wall with just my gaze.
"Your mated to her." Jasper said shock in his voice. No. No. I couldn't be mated to her.
Why couldn't you Peter? It would explain a fuck of a lot.
"NO! You are not Alice says she's mine-" I roared, my arm hitting his throat and pressing him into the wall, it cracking under my force.
"She is nothing of yours little boy, you stay away from her."
"She likes me!" He said his hands clawing at my arm. All of the Cullens was standing now, preparing to rip us apart.
She couldn't like him. No. She just couldn't.
She didn't. The voice that gave me my tips, my gift whispered to me. Not in the way he thinks.
I trusted my gift at that point, I had too. She couldn't like him. The very thought brought bile to rise in my long dead stomach. "Peter, you need to let him go." Jasper said he was pushing calm at me, like an ocean, but I couldn't accept it. My fury was to strong. I wanted this threat dead.
He was a threat, as threat to the girl. The girl without a name yet, the girl that was my mate. I never thought I would find mine. Never in a million lifetimes would I have thought I could find the one person that would tolerate me. Still I hadn't even spoke a word to her, maybe she wouldn't.
"You will leave boy, so help me God I'll kill you if you don't. "
"I can't leave!"
"Your not going to go near her then. Do not utter a word to her. Not a single one, or I'll rip you to peices, you know I will. I wouldn't even think twice. I don't like you. I never have, and right now you're a threat. Don't make me take you out." Charlotte apparently had, had enough of my behavior. Now she's tiny, but I didn't know she was tiny enough to wedge herself between Edward and I.
"Don't hurt him!" She said hands on my chest. "Brother please don't." Her southern belle tone in full force. I flung myself away from her, I didn't want to harm my sister. My back hit the door, I slowly slid down it.
My face in my hair, I looked up to Jasper. "How? Why now? After so long..."
He shrugged, and grinned like a retard. I growled. "Brother, looks like that day has came."
I launched myself at him and he threw me out the door Alice had just opened. I got my aggravation out on Jasper. My fury for Edward. My fury for what fate had just given me. A human mate. What a sick joke.
A human to a vampire who wants nothing to do with being human. I may only eat the bad ones, but I will not go out of my way to help a human. There's more of them then there is us. They'll be fine on their own.
Now fate has place a human under my protection. And there was nothing I could do to comply. Not a word spoken, but I already loved her.
Love.
Fuck.