After Vivian's Birthday Archer felt even more lonely than before. He couldn't explain why. He just felt bad. Maybe because his daughter grew up to teen and he felt that old age draws near. Soon Levi will become young adult... And he is still lonely, he even doesn't know what is love. That evening Archer couldn't find a place for himself. He dressed up and went to lounge hoping the show will help him to forget his bad mood, but everything went not quite as he had hoped.
Lounge was full of elder people. They looked at him gossiping and laughing. They slandered Archer.
- Hey you, pervert, what are you doing here?
- We have heard enough about you and your family, immoral!
- Came to seek another knucklehead for your new baby? But you like men, huh?
Men surrounded Archer in a circle. He looked at them feeling very offended.
- Shut up, old farts! If you don't have anything to do, better go to church to pray!
Lounge was full of elder people. They looked at him gossiping and laughing. They slandered Archer.
- Hey you, pervert, what are you doing here?
- We have heard enough about you and your family, immoral!
- Came to seek another knucklehead for your new baby? But you like men, huh?
Men surrounded Archer in a circle. He looked at them feeling very offended.
- Shut up, old farts! If you don't have anything to do, better go to church to pray!
Archer pushed in front of him standing man and I rushed out. Tears gnawed eyes, anger and mortification caused a huge desire to cry out and uproot all around, but Archer clenched his fists and swallowed tears.Then he pulled out his cell phone and dialed taxi number.
Taxi arrived very quickly.
- Where are we going, sir? - a driver asked.
- To Windenburg, - Archer's answer was short.
- Ok, - a man nodded and started a motor.
Windenburg was only twenty-four kilometers from Newcrest, so the trip didn't take more than half an hour.
- Where we should stop, sir? - a driver looked at Archer.
- Take me to some bar, - Archer asked looking through a window.
- Ok. I know one good bar, I think you should like it, - a driver smiled and turned his car to left.
Taxi arrived very quickly.
- Where are we going, sir? - a driver asked.
- To Windenburg, - Archer's answer was short.
- Ok, - a man nodded and started a motor.
Windenburg was only twenty-four kilometers from Newcrest, so the trip didn't take more than half an hour.
- Where we should stop, sir? - a driver looked at Archer.
- Take me to some bar, - Archer asked looking through a window.
- Ok. I know one good bar, I think you should like it, - a driver smiled and turned his car to left.
The bar wasn't big, it looked cozy and different than many bars in Newcrest. Archer took a seat next to blue haired woman at bar and ordered a drink.
Archer started talk to woman and even flirted with her trying to forget the unpleasant encounter in Newcrest. Woman was nice and friendly in the beginning and Archer thought maybe she could be his last baby's mommy, so he asked her phone number.
But suddenly everything has changed.
- I don't think you call me, so why are saving my number? - a woman asked ironically.
- What do you mean? - Archer looked at her surprised.
- Don't pretend a fool, man! You know very well what I mean! - woman's voice sounded almost angrily. - You are gay, so why do you play with me those silly games?!
She said it very loud, so all turned at Archer and started mumble something. Archer felt ashamed and covered his face.
- I am a heir, beautiful... I have to care of my family and fulfill my mission, - he said silently.
- The mission?! You said you have fulfill it?! - now woman almost yealled at him. - And before draging a woman to your bed did you think about that woman's feelings, heir?! Or maybe you think that only gay men have feelings?!
- I... - Archer lowered his head feeling totally down.
He didn't have the strength to argue with a woman. As ever, he felt tired from the world, from people and wanted only one - to get drunk enough to die.
- I don't think you call me, so why are saving my number? - a woman asked ironically.
- What do you mean? - Archer looked at her surprised.
- Don't pretend a fool, man! You know very well what I mean! - woman's voice sounded almost angrily. - You are gay, so why do you play with me those silly games?!
She said it very loud, so all turned at Archer and started mumble something. Archer felt ashamed and covered his face.
- I am a heir, beautiful... I have to care of my family and fulfill my mission, - he said silently.
- The mission?! You said you have fulfill it?! - now woman almost yealled at him. - And before draging a woman to your bed did you think about that woman's feelings, heir?! Or maybe you think that only gay men have feelings?!
- I... - Archer lowered his head feeling totally down.
He didn't have the strength to argue with a woman. As ever, he felt tired from the world, from people and wanted only one - to get drunk enough to die.
- Don't call me, - a woman said and left the bar.
Archer didn't dare to raise his head. He felt like paralyzed by his shame, felt horribly guilty. Yes, all women he had loved him, but he never answered to their feelings. He just took from them what he needed. Isn't it selfish? Isn't it cruel? But he wanted to love! He desired to feel what he couldn't feel... Is it his fault that he was born with defected heart what can't love anyone?
- One more vodka... - Archer ordered a drink.
Archer didn't dare to raise his head. He felt like paralyzed by his shame, felt horribly guilty. Yes, all women he had loved him, but he never answered to their feelings. He just took from them what he needed. Isn't it selfish? Isn't it cruel? But he wanted to love! He desired to feel what he couldn't feel... Is it his fault that he was born with defected heart what can't love anyone?
- One more vodka... - Archer ordered a drink.
He drunk so much that he lost the number and he was still sober.
- Hey, man, there's nothing wrong to be a gay, - suddenly he heard a male voice.
Archer turned to stranger.
- Why are you saying me that? I didn't ask to be comforted, - Archer said him. - And why are you wearing this armor? Are you a real knight or just some lunatic, who escaped from mental hospital? - he looked at stranger with suspicion.
A man started to laugh.
- I belong to the knights club, man, so I am a knight, yes! But isn't it amazing to talk to someone not seeing his face? - stranger teased Archer. - And didn't you ever think that sometimes it's even good when someone can't see your face? It feels like in some masquerade balll... I don't think you would feel good seeing my fangs, man, - a man chuckled.
- Fangs? - Archer knitted his brows.
- Forget it, - man chuckled again. - I also have my own secrets.
Archer looked at a knight and smiled shaking his head.
- What a crazy night...
- You spend too much time at home, Archer, - the stranger's voice sounded warmly and friendly. - The world is beautiful and full of magic, you can't miss it.
- Do you know my name? How? - Archer stared at the knight.
- I know everything about you, - a stranger chuckled, his voice sounded very mysterious. - Call me Mortis, although you'll forget my name at the same minute when I'll leave this bar.
- Mortis... - Archer whispered and smiled. - It's weird and nice name.
Archer turned to stranger.
- Why are you saying me that? I didn't ask to be comforted, - Archer said him. - And why are you wearing this armor? Are you a real knight or just some lunatic, who escaped from mental hospital? - he looked at stranger with suspicion.
A man started to laugh.
- I belong to the knights club, man, so I am a knight, yes! But isn't it amazing to talk to someone not seeing his face? - stranger teased Archer. - And didn't you ever think that sometimes it's even good when someone can't see your face? It feels like in some masquerade balll... I don't think you would feel good seeing my fangs, man, - a man chuckled.
- Fangs? - Archer knitted his brows.
- Forget it, - man chuckled again. - I also have my own secrets.
Archer looked at a knight and smiled shaking his head.
- What a crazy night...
- You spend too much time at home, Archer, - the stranger's voice sounded warmly and friendly. - The world is beautiful and full of magic, you can't miss it.
- Do you know my name? How? - Archer stared at the knight.
- I know everything about you, - a stranger chuckled, his voice sounded very mysterious. - Call me Mortis, although you'll forget my name at the same minute when I'll leave this bar.
- Mortis... - Archer whispered and smiled. - It's weird and nice name.
- Thanks for the compliment! - Mortis laughed softly. - So you are gay, but you are very unhappy gay... What do you think about it, Archer? - now his voice sounded almost serious.
- I dunno, I think it's my fate... - Archer shrugged. - Wait... But you aren't my personal psychologist, so don't you think you are interfering in my life? - he frowned.
- No, man, I don't think so... - a mysterious knight shook his head. - If I'll not talk to you and will leave you alone now you'll not return home to your children. I can't let it happen.
- What the hell are you talking about? - Archer felt annoyed.
- I know what I'm talking about! I am that one who can take your soul and life, it means nothing to me, but I kill only vagrants, prostitutes and bandits, I won't kill a good man and I won't you'd kill yourself too!
- What... Are you Grim Reaper? - suddenly Archer felt totally confused.
- Grim Reaper? Come on! - Mortis started to laugh. - He is almost an angel comparing to me!
- Then who are you?
Suddenly a knight grabbed Archer by his hands and pulled him closer.
- I am night creature, one of the night children... - he whispered. - I am silent hunter and perfect refined killer. I am the one who seduce people... I can have every woman and man in my bedroom, anyone can't resist me, because I am charmer and seducer by my nature. I think I said enough...
Archer stared at knight feeling how the fear is paralyzing his soul. He knew who is Mortis, but he couldn't say it loud, he just nodded silently.
- Be free, don't be afraid to express your feelings, Archer... And be who you are, but not that who aren't you... - the knight patted his shoulder and pulled back from Archer.
Archer smiled. He liked this weird man if even he was dangerous.
- Do you want to drink one more drinks? - Mortis asked him.
- I am still sober, so why not? - Archer chuckled.
- You are sober because I want that, - a mysterious man laughed. - But well... Let's have a fun a bit, - it seemed like he winked under his helmet.
- I dunno, I think it's my fate... - Archer shrugged. - Wait... But you aren't my personal psychologist, so don't you think you are interfering in my life? - he frowned.
- No, man, I don't think so... - a mysterious knight shook his head. - If I'll not talk to you and will leave you alone now you'll not return home to your children. I can't let it happen.
- What the hell are you talking about? - Archer felt annoyed.
- I know what I'm talking about! I am that one who can take your soul and life, it means nothing to me, but I kill only vagrants, prostitutes and bandits, I won't kill a good man and I won't you'd kill yourself too!
- What... Are you Grim Reaper? - suddenly Archer felt totally confused.
- Grim Reaper? Come on! - Mortis started to laugh. - He is almost an angel comparing to me!
- Then who are you?
Suddenly a knight grabbed Archer by his hands and pulled him closer.
- I am night creature, one of the night children... - he whispered. - I am silent hunter and perfect refined killer. I am the one who seduce people... I can have every woman and man in my bedroom, anyone can't resist me, because I am charmer and seducer by my nature. I think I said enough...
Archer stared at knight feeling how the fear is paralyzing his soul. He knew who is Mortis, but he couldn't say it loud, he just nodded silently.
- Be free, don't be afraid to express your feelings, Archer... And be who you are, but not that who aren't you... - the knight patted his shoulder and pulled back from Archer.
Archer smiled. He liked this weird man if even he was dangerous.
- Do you want to drink one more drinks? - Mortis asked him.
- I am still sober, so why not? - Archer chuckled.
- You are sober because I want that, - a mysterious man laughed. - But well... Let's have a fun a bit, - it seemed like he winked under his helmet.
A man just turned to bartender and he started to shake the coctails for them,
- Wait.. - Archer shook his head. - How did you do that?
- It's my secret... - Mortis said silently. - I can control any human and read their thoughts like a book.
Archer laughed.
- You are great magician, Mortis!
- You can call me as you wish! - a knight chuckled pushing him a glass.
Later they played the darts and drunk the coctails. Suddenly Archer felt how he gets tipsy and his mood totally changed. He didn't care about anything in this world. Time stopped and his sadness vanished like a bad dream, but was it real?
- Wait.. - Archer shook his head. - How did you do that?
- It's my secret... - Mortis said silently. - I can control any human and read their thoughts like a book.
Archer laughed.
- You are great magician, Mortis!
- You can call me as you wish! - a knight chuckled pushing him a glass.
Later they played the darts and drunk the coctails. Suddenly Archer felt how he gets tipsy and his mood totally changed. He didn't care about anything in this world. Time stopped and his sadness vanished like a bad dream, but was it real?
It seemed like the reality changed. Archer really could feel it. Everything has changed...
He came back to this world only when he heard angry woman's voice.
- Hey, Kasanova, are you ignoring me only because I am woman? And do you know who I?
- And who you are? - Archer turned to a woman.
- I am Jaycee Goth, granddaughter of Mortimer Goth, - she answered proudly. - So even don't dare to turn your back to me when I am talking to you!
He came back to this world only when he heard angry woman's voice.
- Hey, Kasanova, are you ignoring me only because I am woman? And do you know who I?
- And who you are? - Archer turned to a woman.
- I am Jaycee Goth, granddaughter of Mortimer Goth, - she answered proudly. - So even don't dare to turn your back to me when I am talking to you!
- Oh, Goths... - Archer laughed and sat before Jaycee. He turned around wanting Mortis to ask join him, but his weird friend wasn't here.
- What are you looking for, man? Here is only me, your fatal baby's mommy! And you can be a gay million times, I don't care it! You'll sleep with me tonight, Archer Kasanova!
- What are you looking for, man? Here is only me, your fatal baby's mommy! And you can be a gay million times, I don't care it! You'll sleep with me tonight, Archer Kasanova!
- Are you always such crazy or just a full moon affected you tonight? - Archer asked mockingly.
- I am serious, Archer...
Archer laughed feeling totally drunk and looked around again. Mortis wasn't here. He disappeared like a mist and Archer even didn't notice it.
- Hey, Archer... Don't pretend you don't hear me! - Jaycee said him angrily.
- There no reason to pretend, lady, - Archer smiled. - I am drunk, so I'm going home.
- It's almost a morning, so relax and take it easy, - Jaycee pulled him down on the chair when Archer stands wanting to leave the bar. - Listen to me...
- Yes? - Archer smirked.
- I am serious, Archer...
Archer laughed feeling totally drunk and looked around again. Mortis wasn't here. He disappeared like a mist and Archer even didn't notice it.
- Hey, Archer... Don't pretend you don't hear me! - Jaycee said him angrily.
- There no reason to pretend, lady, - Archer smiled. - I am drunk, so I'm going home.
- It's almost a morning, so relax and take it easy, - Jaycee pulled him down on the chair when Archer stands wanting to leave the bar. - Listen to me...
- Yes? - Archer smirked.
- We both belong to famous aristocratic families, so I thought that it would be great if we two would have a child together. I know that you are gay and you'll never love me as woman, but honestly I don't care it... So? What do you think about it, Archer Kasanova?
Archer nodded smiling.
- I'll play the darts one more time and we'll go home, my crazy lady Jaycee Goth.
- I'll play the darts one more time and we'll go home, my crazy lady Jaycee Goth.