Nicholas was ok with his new found life. It was quiet and slow compared to his old life. He was now a lonely lighthouse keeper, living far from the hustle and bustle of the town a few miles away. No one came up to the lighthouse, he could escape from who he once was.

The days blended together as they slowly became the same thing over and over again occasionally going to the bar in the town or buying necessary items for the week.

One night while standing outside smoking the light of the lighthouse shining bright into the night sky. The sound of the sea hitting against the rocks and whatever sea creatures were splashing into the water and carrying on in their own way of communicating.

He knew Livio would love it, but he was much more of wanting to stay in the town and to be able to get what's needed faster then having to wait. Nicholas was fine with that, ok with seeing his little brother on some weekends or when ones asked the other to go get drinks.

The raven haired man stamps out his cigarette as he yawns, the night slowly getting to him. He looks as something or rather someone walking onto the land. Whatever it was had a long fur looking like coat wrapped around them. "The fuck?" Nicholas mumbles as he slowly walks towards the figure.