You, Me, Him, Her... Us? What?
(Peter's POV)
"Relax Major," I say walking out slowly with my hands raised, "I just want to see my kid."
"Fuck you, Peter," Chris says.
"I just knew you were going to be pissed."
She growls, "Who's with you?"
"She's good," Eleazar says, walking out in the same fashion.
"Well she was raised by Char and myself."
"What are you doing here Eleazar?" The Major asks.
(Eleazar's POV)
"I just came to meet this lovely young lady," I reply.
I observe her place, a hand on his shoulder, giving it a squeeze. She stands and walks over to me, "Pleasure to meet you, Sir, my name's Chris," she holds out her hand.
She has no fear, "The pleasure is mine, you may call me Eleazar."
"Eleazar, lovely name. Now, pray tell, why did my father find it necessary to bother you?"
"He wished to know what, if any, gifts you possess."
"Really now?" she sounds skeptical, "I feel you were brought here for no reason, I apologize for his stupidity."
"Now, now, young one, let me see," yes, she does have a gift, several actually.
I walk around her and over to Jasper, who is now standing, ready to attack if necessary, "She has a gift."
"Several."
He gives me a weird look, "Excuse me, sir," we turn to the girl, "I hate to be rude, but if this is about me, I think it is only fair to let the subject of discussion hear what is being discussed."
"She has a point," Peter says.
"I will never understand humans."
"Sir, you were once human, don't start with that load of bull shit," her right thumb and index finger press the bridge of her nose, "Can we please discuss why you are here?"
The air starts to move around her and electricity starts to spark, she is terribly annoyed, hmmm.
"You are one unique individual young one," I say to the girl.
She looks up and has a fire in her eyes. She walks over to me and does the last thing I would expect to happen. She punches me, and it sends me flying into a tree. She walks over to me, I'm too shocked to move, "My name is Chris, the next time you call me something other than that I swear to god I will tear you apart."
"Chris, back away from him and calm down," Peter says.
She turns to him, the fire hasn't died, "Calm down? After keeping this huge secret from me? Are you fucking kidding me!" I have never seen a human so mad, but her voice is low and threatening, interesting, "You and every other mother fucking vampire knew! You all lied to me and I trusted you. Now, what did Peter bring you here for, Eleazar? Be honest, I will know if you are lying."
"I can sense the gifts of both human and vampire and you are the most unique of them all."
She looks at me skeptically, "He's being honest with you, Chris," Peter says, I look over to Jasper and he is just sitting in a tree.
"I can tell that for myself," she snaps.
"Would you like to know what I sense from you?" I ask, normally this wouldn't be going this way, but she is not one to cross, she nods, "Time trave-"
"What?" all of them say.
"That's not possible," she states, "I mean, yeah I dream of the past, but time travel isn't possible."
"I'm just telling you what gifts you have at your disposal," she nods, "May I continue?" another nod, "Control over the elements, electric current, a shield and... Hmmm, I don't think there is a name or anyone previous with this, interesting."
"Interesting?" Peter asks, too low for this girl to hear, "She already has gifts too strong for a normal human, how could this get more interesting?"
I look him over, then speak loud enough for the girl, she looks annoyed, the air around her is getting thicker, hmmm, "I don't know what to make of your girl, Peter," I turn to her, "You will make for a most powerful vampire, my dear. I think you best be careful and keep vigilant, you never know."
"You know something, Sir? You are the second person to tell me that."
I look at her, "Really? And who was the first?"
"I don't know, they sent me a text, call themselves 'V'."
(Peter's POV)
Someone contacted her and she doesn't know who? What the hell is going on here?
"I best be getting back to my Coven up north," Eleazar says, "That is, if this is all that is required of me."
"Yes, right," I reply, "I'll be back as soon as I get him back home and grab your mother."
She keeps quiet, "We best get out of here before she decides to kick your ass, Peter."
I give her one last look, she's pissed, this is the worst I have ever seen her. I'm in for a load of hurt when I get back.
(Chris' POV)
I watch them leave, but I remember only what he said. I struck him and I'm fine, but he went flying, he was humoring my hurt.
He was mocking me.
They all are.
"Chris?"
"Could you just leave me alone for an hour?"
I can feel his shock, "Sure, just let me-"
"No. Leave. Now."
"But-"
"I really just want to be alone right now."
"In the middle of the woods," he states, not even a question.
"Yes, according to your friend I can take care of myself. Now, get going."
I know he won't go far, just far enough, "One hour," and, with that, I was left alone.
I look around and wait a few seconds. I look to the sky, the moon peaking through the clouds, the most beautiful thing, and I scream, "Fuck you! Fuck you for lying to me! Fuck you for leaving me! Fuck you!"
Now, you must be thinking I'm talking about Jasper and them, but you're wrong.
(F/B)
The mother looked at the girl, everyone dressed in black on this rainy day.
They were standing in front of a coffin. The coffin was engulfing an elderly man wearing a veteran's uniform.
The mother had cried hard about the departed, the father was strong for the mother.
The little girl didn't understand life and death. She was just told that the elderly man was sleeping and would never wake up.
She didn't really know the man, but knew he was most important to her mother, "Goodbye, dad," her mother stated, bending down and kissing the man's forehead.
"Momma, why won't gra-pa be waking up?"
"The lord decided that he lived a long, full life and it was his time to reap the rewards of his labor," he father said.
Her parents were incredibly religious, but she didn't understand it, "You have nothing to worry about 'Tie, your dad and I will always be with you, you won't have to grow up without without us."
She didn't understand, but took those words at face value. Her parents didn't know how to tell her about death, she was so little, but they didn't want to tell her either, they would rather keep the topics about real life away from her, keep her as innocent as possible.
They, along with other people who attended the event, headed to the man's house for a 'party,' the parents said. Everyone was crying or keeping up the strong persona, but she didn't understand.
She looked around the room and on the stairs, leading to the basement, was the old man, but he wasn't so old anymore, no, he was in his twenties, wearing a freshly pressed uniform, he motions her to him, "Hey kiddo."
"Do I know you?"
"It's me, your grandpa," he smiles at the small girl.
"You can't be, my gra-pa is older than you and is in a comfy bed for his long sleep."
"You are right! Can I try and prove to you that I'm your grandpa though?" she nods to the handsome man, "When you come over here to be with grandma and I, grandma would stay inside and you would help me with the gardening and the lawn work."
"Anyone could tell you that."
He just smiles, "Yes, but our little secret is that you helped me build the shed. You sanded, nailed, chopped, sawed and just about everything. If that isn't enough, when grandma was cooking, we would sneak a piece of desert and eat it before she noticed."
The girl looked dumbfounded, she and grandpa never told anyone that they both built the shed, it was their little project, "Only gra-pa and I knew that."
He smiles, "Yup-sure-ee, now I want you to go to grandma and hug her tight and tell her, in these exact words, okay?" she nods, "Grandpa told me, before he went to sleep, that in the basement, on top of one of the banisters lining the ceiling, there is a box with something wonderful inside for her, can you remember all of that?"
"I sure can," this causes him to smile.
"Also, tell her that I'll always love her and I'll be waiting for her."
"Okay gra-pa," she beams.
"Good girl, now I have to go, I love you."
"I love you too," and with that he was gone.
She goes over to her crying grandmother, a thin elderly lady who is crying her heart out at the loss of her soulmate, and hugs her, the woman hugs her back, almost painfully so, "I'm going to miss your grandpa so much, Christie."
"I know, gra-ma. Gra-ma, gra-pa told me to tell you something before he went to sleep."
She just fibbed to her grandma, "What did he tell you, baby?"
"He said that there was a special surprise on one of the banisters on the ceiling of the basement for you, he didn't say which one, but that it was a good surprise."
"Really, now?"
"Yes, he also said to tell you that he loves you and he will be waiting for you."
This made the woman still and look at her granddaughter with shock, then, she burst into a fresh round of tears. She held onto her granddaughter for dear life, they hugged for what felt like hours, neither letting go.
Weeks had passed, her granddaughter was staying for the weekend. She was skeptical about what she was told at the 'party,' but curiosity killed the cat, so the elderly woman decided to give her grandbaby's story a shot. What could it hurt?
"Chris! Come help grandma!"
"Coming!" she called running into the kitchen, "What are we doing?"
The woman smiled, "We are going to look for your grandpa's treasure."
"Okay!"
They looked, for hours, then finally the woman found an iron box, "Come on, baby girl, let's crack it open," they walked up the stairs and sat at the table.
They opened it, the lock was rusted so it was easier to get into, "What's inside gra-ma?"
The woman picked up pieces of paper, old pictures, little books and so on, but, at the bottom of the box, was newer papers, she set those aside, "These papers, are letters your grandpa and I wrote each other while he was away and little love notes. These pictures are of us, growing closer together, growing our family. These little books, are our passports, these get us out and into other countries, they have stamps from all the countries we've been to."
"What about those papers?"
"They are, bonds, money that he put aside and, now, is worth much more than what he put in."
"Really?"
"Yes, and you, baby, helped find it," voice cracking.
The woman died not six months later of a heart attack, leaving the contents of the box to the little girl. She saw her grandma at the funeral hugging and kissing her husband, they looked over to the girl and waved, then faded away.
Long after that funeral, she never got to meet her father's parents, her parents left this earth as well.
She learned later that her parents told her that to ease her pain and fears, but to a child...
(End)
I just needed to scream.
I was beyond angry.
I just decide to lay in the grass and cool off.
I look to the sky, so beautiful, and sigh, "I swear, for people who have years of experience and a sort of life, you would think they would be smarter."
I listen to the whistle of the wind through the trees, the crickets, bats, owls and the other sounds of night, "Such a lovely night," I hum.