Chapter 10

Not a Fool but Lost

After the Eiffel tower incident Nasira was walking down the street, noticing a familiar face. Peter was sitting on a bench as he watched the people passing, probably even more than that. He was sitting in the shadows as he watched the couples, the men in suits, even the tourist. They were more amusing then the others at how they gazed at the world around them, taking pictures to keep memories. The light from the moon seemed to make them appear clear, not to mention the water caused them to smell...so fresh. He was thinking about how one smelled when he heard that silky voice. "Lovely view from here, isn't it?" Nasira asked as she smiled at him, not far from the bench. "Yes." He responded to her as he still stared at a group of travelers. "Makes them more appealing as well. " He figured she would understand his meaning. She shrugged at him as she spoke," I suppose it does." she wasn't a vampire so she wouldn't know what made one human more appealing than the other.

"How are you enjoying your new life Peter Moonson?" Nasira asked him as she moved to sit next to him on the bench, looking out at the humans with him. "Its nice." Something was missing from his life, just like before. "The same as before." He added to her as he turned to look at her." And it's just Peter." He gave her a smile as he turned back to the humans. "Same as before." she repeated as she looked at him. "Better than being an Arch Angel at least?" She laughed weakly as she glanced around her. "Yes. Better. I don't have to be good." he told her as he chuckled to himself." I was never very good at being Good." he told her as he smiled at the comment. Oh he was never good at being that. "No. No you weren't." She agreed with him as she smiled. "There were too many Archs up there anyway. " She added as she placed her hands in her lap. "Of course...No one was actually intelligent up there. I find I can use my talents much easier down here. Better."

Nasira laughed at him," Egotistical too." She teased as she looked at him with a smile." Hey..I'm not perfect anymore." He was looking at her as he pointed this fact out to her. He wasn't an Angel. He looked at her as he bet her blood was something amazing. "Decent." She replied to him as she looked up at the night sky, seeing all the stars and the moon." You know your brother is a horrible liar. It's sad actually. " Peter was looking at the sky with her, letting himself laugh at her words." And that surprises you?" He smirked at her as this was already well known to everyone else. "Mother favored him. It didn't give him a chance to learn other things. " Nasira looked at him as she asked with curiosity." So he was spoiled, Is that what you meant?" he chuckled at her as he nodded a little," I guess you could call it that. I would say Favoritism." He paused as he was looking at her." What did you think of him?"

"Josh? Well.. He does love lina. Though he's a fool." He chuckled at her words, it was nice to hear someone else have words of dislike towards him. Nasira had turned her attention back to the activity on the streets. " And what about me? Am I a fool? " he asked with sarcasm in his voice. " You.. A fool? No, not yet." She smiled to herself as she turned to look at him." No. You are just lost. " She searched his face for a moment before she turned back to the streets." No wonder you and Aliyah were so well together."

Peter was not pleased with her words, irritated by it. "I'm not lost. " he told her quickly as he looked at her." I didn't love her. I'm not lost." Nasira noticed that his voice was a little heated," I never said you loved her." She told him as she added," But I would say in a way you are. No need to get defensive. I'm not stupid." She was looking at him as he kept his gaze forward. He didn't care. He was not lost. They sat in silence for a few moments before he spoke again, " In what way am I lost?" He asked as he turned to face her. He had wanted to know. She was looking at him as she continued." You have no love in your life. That's why you're lost." He looked away from her as he looked down at his clothing, then up at the street again. She looked at him a little longer before turning to look at the street again. It took him a few minutes before he would admit to it. "I haven't found anyone who is worth the pain."

Nasira sighed as she spoke," Not many people do. It takes time." She was looking at him, giving him a smile." Don't feel so let down. You have a life you enjoy. " He chuckled at her words as he was slightly bitter." True. I don't have to be stuck being faithful. " She looked at him as she was surprised." Really?" He looked at her as he explained." Vampires.. They're not too much into being with one vampire for their whole life." it was rare. He turned his attention back to the street," probably why I never found anything." She looked at him, feeling bad for him." That may be why then." She agreed with him, looking away. "Why would you want to date those women when you know you won't find what you're looking for in them?" He smirked at her as he answered her question." I've given up awhile back. I didn't find anything then, I don't think I'll find anything now. " He was being honest with her. Something she managed to bring out in him. It was strange that death was the person he was comfortable with.

"Why do you give up looking? Love exists, You're just looking in all the wrong places." she pointed to him as she turned herself towards him a little more on the bench. Peter turned to look at her as he wondered when the doctor had stepped in. "Where do you find them then? Should I look in a graveyard?" he teased as he had a small hint of truth in it. She smiled at him, shaking her head as she let out a small laugh." Ha ha. Who said I found love? I have some from others, yes. But.. that's friends and relatives. I don't exactly need love as bad as you." Was he that obvious? " I don't need love. It's a luxury for me. One I've never had. I can't miss something you've never had." he told her as he moved his hands into his jacket pockets. "You can't miss it no, but you can long for it." She stopped for a few seconds, looking at him as she explained," Love is never meant to be a luxury, but necessary. I have many that died because of love and if it was true.. that love was a luxury, I don't think beings would sacrifice themselves like that."

Who was she? He sighed to himself as he thought her words over. "I may long for it, but there isn't hope for me anyway. I doubt I will find it. I'm not exactly love material. " It had been proven to him over and over. "Maybe the reason you haven't found it yet is because you have already given up. " Had he not already told her that he had given up? It made him chuckle a little to think that his problem was that he wasn't looking hard enough." It's so far gone.. I don't even remember what I'm looking for." She was sure going to make him regret talking about this. " Then I will remind you. Commitment? Loyalty? And hope? I don't' know what else to tell you Peter, only that from where you're going.. I don't think you'll ever find what your looking for."

She had said something that made him curious." Hope? For what?" Every time he had hope, It was only crushed a little time later. "Hope. Hope for a better life maybe? I'm sure you've thought about what it would be like to have someone with you. " She told him as she moved from the bench, standing before him. He smiled to himself as he looked at her." I eat people. I don't think it will get much better." He was a monster to many people. At least now he felt complete when it came to being a disappointment. "You amuse me." he told Nasira as he added," Not many can do that. Besides.. Your obvious talents will add to that never ending list of yours." He gave her a small smile as she laughed at his flattery. "You're quite a character yourself Peter Moonson. I don't think I've ever heard someone say such things like you just have." he smiled at her, nodding as he had enjoyed her company.

"Thanks. I guess it comes from being in a crazy family." She smiled as she spoke," I'm sure it does." She was looking at his eyes as they were strange. At an angle they seemed like normal, but they had red in them..with blue. " Well , it was nice talking to you peter, but I do have some business to take care of. " when she mentioned leaving , the blue part of his eyes faded into full red. "Alright. Stay out of trouble." he told her as she gave her a smile. " But.." She had seen his eyes changed, feeling the need too." I think I can go a couple of minutes on a walk. Before I leave. You can join me." He was still sitting on the bench as he looked up at her." I don't want to hold you back from your work. Especially since it is important." She shook her head at him as she had already started walking." No, its fine. It's your choice now if you join me or not. I'm taking my walk." she told him as she was walking down the street, not very far from the bench.

Peter smiled at her as he watched her walk. She was something else. He tilted his head a little as he watched her walk, smiling as he moved off the bench. He jogged to catch up with her, walking beside her. His eyes had returned, just a hint of blue with the red. They were walking in silence before Nasira spoke." So are you in charge of the club, Peter?" She was trying to break the silence. "Yeah. " he had his hands in his pockets as he looked at her, walking with her." I have one that is already open, but I found one that just needs some repair. I thought I would fix it up and get it going again. At least I can provide something." She glanced at him as she spoke," That's great to hear. And you are. " She told him as she looked at the clock on the opposite side of the street. She cursed to herself as she turned to him. "I really have to go now, but it's been nice talking to you."

Peter nodded at her, giving her a smile before he bowed to her. Nasira laughed at him, rather amused as she waved at him." See you later and good luck with your club." she told him as she walked down the street. "Bye." He told her as he watched her go, his eyes turning back to their red. He watched her still she disappeared from the distance, looking around now as he wondered what it is that he should do. He saw a few people out, just partying and enjoying their night. He sighed a little as he decided he should go to the club, start working. He smiled to himself as he thought about her, walking down the street towards the broken building.

Peter opened the door to the club with a key, looking down at the key in his hand. He had an idea. He pocketed the key as he went into the building, seeing it empty. It was rather dusty. He looked around as he noticed that he would need to add some more lights to it, the walls would need painting, let alone he would need to help the ceiling. He raised an eye brow at the ceiling, knowing it would take the longest. He tossed his jacket aside as he would get to work. He would make it look like it should. Like a high class club.

It had been several hours since he had paid attention to anything other than the club. The sun had come up and it was almost mid-day. He didn't notice except that he did have to go out once to get some supplies. Other than that he was hard at work. Who needed contractors when you were a vampire? You never really slept. "I expected you to set this thing up in a week, but over just one night? I'm impressed." He heard a silky voice from behind him. He smiled to himself as he knew who it was. Nasira. He turned around to see her laughing a little; he wondered what it was she was so amused by. He was sure he had paint everywhere.

"Oh.." He looked around as he shrugged." It's what happens when you have nothing else to do." He gave her a smile as he held a paint brush in his hand. "Get everything done you needed too?" He was sure she did. If she hadn't she wouldn't be standing before him. "Last night? Yes. So far." she nodded at him as she moved to find a place to sit, on a paint bucket. He flipped a paint bucket upside down as he sat next to her. He had noticed that she was wearing a black dress, unable to not notice things about her. His eyes were turning a little bluer each time she came. "How much longer before you have the club open?" she asked him curiously as she saw him sitting next to her.

"It'll open tomorrow night. It helps when your motivated and a vampire." He looked at the paint brush as he put it aside. "You seem really dedicated. You must love this place." she noticed his blue eyes again as she couldn't' help but smile at them. "I'm used to it. Besides I don't have anything better to do." It was true. What did he have? "I see." Nasira spoke as she then looked around, giving a suggestion." Well since you don' have much to do and your obviously good with clubs, you should make a chain of them?" He chuckled at her idea as he couldn't imagine himself being responsible enough to do so. Not that he couldn't be that way, just that no one would trust him with that much responsibility. "More to run? I think two is good enough for now. Let's just see how those go." He told her as he moved to his feet, trying to find the key in his pocket.

He pulled it out of his pocket as he handed it to her. "You're welcome any time. I figured you could use one since you pretty much own it anyway." She was the angel of death. She owned him in a way. Every living vampire in the world. She blinked at him as she looked at the key in her hand. She looked up at him as she was confused at how she owned it. " I don't own this place. It's yours. You really don't have to.. give me this.." He looked at her as he shook his head a little, "No. I owe you something for helping me. Besides, even if you didn't have a key.. your welcome any time." Her eyes lit up at his words, giving her a gift. "Thanks..that's very nice of you." She looked down at the key for a few moments before she put in a pocket. He nodded at her, giving her a smile as at least she had accepted it.

"its the least I can do. No one has every helped me like that." Not that he didn't have to pay a price for it, but had preferred to never think about it again. He felt guilty for what he had done. He had carried for both angels... and he had to silence one. The one who actually cared for him. Nasira blushed for a moment as she looked away," Its my job. I'm glad to help you really. No need to thank me." Peter had caught the blush, turning away. He smiled to himself as he looked at the paint brushes, still standing. " If someone does something for me then I want to pay them back. That's how it works in my book." he told her as he gave her a smile, moving to sit back on his paint bucket.

"Well.. Thanks anyway. " She glanced at him as he sat, looking back to the club," I don't usually get many thank you from my job. Obviously, so I'm not really use to this. " He chuckled at her as he nodded." I'm sure you'll get more. " People did have a glimmer of hope sometimes. He moved to grab the paintbrush as he started washing it out. " I don't think many people would come up to me and say thanks for killing me off." She laughed weakly as peter grinned, laughing at it. He thought it was funny. He smiled as he turned to her," Not many people want to die either. So I'm just an odd one." He was glad to see that she was laughing at his joke. "No. Not many people are like you." she glanced at him as he was focusing on cleaning the brush. " It doesn't matter. I'm not expecting a thank you of course. It's my duty to do these things."

He turned to look at her as he asked," How do you go from one world to the other? I can't remember what it was that I loved about this one. " He had wanted to be a vampire for so long. He didn't understand the feeling inside him, the one that longed to be this. It was turning from one angel to another. "The purpose? I know I had one before... I just can't remember." he told her as she smiled weakly at him." It's a tricky, but don't worry about it. Peter, if you think you don't have a purpose, well you're wrong. You do have one. Why else do you want to be a vampire so much? This is who you are supposed to be and making clubs for fun.. I don't think that's the reason why you are a vampire. Or even here. You just need time to think things over. " He smiled at her as he turned back to the brush, whispering to himself. " You waste too much time on me." He cleared his throat for a moment as he looked at her. " I sort of like it here... I just don't have a destiny like my brother. Or my sister. I never had any of that. I'll try, but to start thinking... I don't even know where to start."

"Well it seems to me that you already started with something you like to do. This club. You were always in charge of it before." Nasira spoke, causing him to shrug at her as he held the brush in his hands, thinking it over. " I don't remember loving it. I guess.. I started it because it made other people happy. Something I wasn't very good at. That's more my brothers talent." Nasira smiled at him as she pointed something out to him," I'm sure if that was his talent, Lina wouldn't of been Alliyah. Though he does sing and people do like that. But peter... Stop comparing yourself to him. How are you going to find yourself if you keep looking at your brother's?" He shrugged to himself as he had always done it. Comparing himself to his siblings and all their accomplishments. He had always been in the shadows as he had just accepted that as his place. "He's better at it than I am. I don't have a purpose.. Remember. Everyone else does. Josh is to be the arch angel and Angie.. she's the Angel of light. Who am I to beat that. " He told her as he looked at her.

"Who says you can't? She asked him as she faced him now, turning on her paint bucket. "So they are Archs, so what? There needs to be a balance between light and dark. You are that balance. You need to be a vampire and you're not just any ordinary vampire, you're practically their leader." Peter wasn't so convinced that he really was. He wasn't dubbed the king of the vampires; he just had respect among them. "Maybe.." he shrugged at her as he added," but there will never be peace between the two. " He chuckled as he spoke." the king of evil. What a title." She had a pained look in her eyes as her heard him speak about peace between both sides. "See.. " she spoke to him with a small smile, voice barely audible." You are going to restore the vampires and maybe those Archs.. will realize that they can't kill evil, but only tolerate it." Peter looked at her as he was about to say something, interrupted by a child.

"Uncle Peter!" Charlotte came running through the door, jumping into the air as she had expected him to catch her. He picked her up as he gave her a hug. "Hello Charlotte." he spoke to her as it had been a little while since they last spoke to each other. Charlotte had her curly dark brown hair with her mother's green eyes. He saw Lina in her all the time. Peter smiled at her as he asked," How are you today?" He put her on her feet as she looked up at him. She was about to answer him when she heard another angel's voice coming through the door way. All three of them turned to see Angie standing in there. "Peter." She spoke as she was about to speak again, seeing Nasira there. What.. was she doing here? She turned her attention from Nasira as she looked at Peter." She wanted to see you."

Angie was wearing a white dress, a long buttoned coat over it. "She can stay." Peter told Angie as he moved to sit on a bucket for her, Charlotte sitting on his lap. "Alright. I'll be back for her late." Angie spoke to him as her eyes sweeping the area, seeing Nasira again. She gave her a glare, walking out of the building. She didn't feel comfortable leaving Charlotte there with the angel, but peter was wise enough to protect her. She hoped at least.

Nasira laughed to herself as she saw the look Angie had given her. "No time no see." She muttered to Angie as she had already turned to leave. Nasira looked at the child...almost, actually just like her half-sister. It surprised her how much alike they did look. She stared at the young girl, seeing all the same features on her. "What was that about?" peter asked her as he had his arms around Charlotte. Nasira looked up at peter when she asked him a question, chuckling at it. "Oh just something we should all expect. I am the angel of death and she.. The Angel of Light. Of course she would give me a look, but no matter. It doesn't bother me." She told him as she felt a little bit disappointed. She didn't know why.

"You know charlotte don't you?" he asked Nasira as she gave her a small smile, looking at her in his lap. " I have heard of you." Charlotte smiled at her, hopping down from his lap as she made her way over to her. She shook her hand as she spoke to Nasira." Nice to meet you." Charlotte gave her a smile still, running back to peter as she jumped on him." Can we go to the club!" She was begging him a little as she had wanted to go again. He coughed a little as he had a bad feeling about what was coming. "Please..." She begged him again, pouting at him. The pouting always worked! Charlotte looked over at Nasira as she asked." Please.. make him..." Nasira laughed hard as she spoke to her." Oh darling, when you are a bit older, maybe your uncle will let you."

Oh no.. Charlotte would be the ruin of him. "What do you mean? I stayed there all the time." She really was her mother's daughter. Peter let out a nervous laugh as he didn't know how to get himself out of this one, or even if he could." Anyway! How are you today Nasira?" He asked her as he looked at her. Nasira raised an eye brow at Peter," What's this dear? You have been there before? Did your uncle let you in. " Peter let out a sigh as he rolled his eyes. He might as well let them both talk.

He

Was

Screwed.

"Yes. I've stayed there for how long?" She looked up at her uncle, letting him answer the question for her. "A month or so.." He muttered as he was giving up. "It was fun!" Charlotte told Nasira as she looked at her." He has a place above the club that you can see everyone below. I get to watch all the dancing." Charlotte's eyes were lit up from all the excitement she had before. " I really want to go again! Father should play there. And! I want to learn to dance the way they do. And.. I want to wear pretty dresses like they do. " She took a deep breath as she had spoken it all at once at how excited she was. Nasira smirked at the girl as she spoke." A month.. at a vampiric club. Interesting." She shot a look at peter, but smiled gently at Charlotte." My half-sister can dance like that. She is very good at it. One of the best. Right peter?" Nasira looked at him as Charlotte looked up at him too. He looked a little panicked as he spoke," Uh.. yeah sure...she's pretty good." he said as he looked down at Charlotte." I'm sure your mother would teach you. She's um.. Well.." He was getting flustered by the both of them.

Charlotte was watching him and then giggled a little at him. He was speaking pretty funny. It was funny to watch her uncle this way. "She's what peter?" Nasira asked him as she couldn't help but grin as she watched him. "I think you were trying to say something in English." Nasira moved her hands to her lap as she looked at him still, smiling at him. Peter was looking at Nasira before he spoke." Um. .well nothing never mind." he concluded as he added," So, You guys want to eat dinner? I'll take you both out." He was trying to quickly avoid the conversation they were on. Nasira laughed at him as she spoke with a grin," Nice save there." He grinned at her as seeing her smile that way, it made him happy. "I tried." he told her as he looked at her, this time looking at her a little differently. He was distracted when Charlotte was really trying to ruin him.'

"Bring on the rum!" she teased as she held her hands up. "Rum?" Nasira asked as she laughed at the little girl, looking at peter once again. "Tsk Tsk. Well I don't mind where we go. I don't usually get to eat here. I wouldn't know anywhere to eat." Peter shrugged as he teased a little." There is a bar.." He looked down at Charlotte as he spoke." Probably not a good idea. No more bar talk before she kills me." He smiled at Charlotte as she nodded at him, he leaned over to kiss her head." Lets go." he told her as she jumped off his lap, running towards the door. " We can go to this Irish restaurant down the street. It's her favorite. " he told Nasira as you could hear her speaking from the door." I want crab cakes!" She pulled the door open as she pushed it open for the both of them. "I hope you like Irish food." Peter spoke to Nasira as he let her go through the door first. He followed after the two girls, watching Charlotte skip down the street towards the restaurant. "I've never had it before." Nasira answered him as she watched Charlotte go. "Imagine my sister's face when she hears this…" She mumbled to herself, but she was smiling at her company. She looked at Peter as she spoke." lead the way."