Ok, so lately I've been reading the Vampire Chronicles and I've fallen for all characters, but my favorite is Bianca Solderini. Unfortunately, I've only found one fanfic about her. I believe she deserves a story and what better way to start a story than with Lestat. I love the idea of his brat attitude with her angel like persona, but I also like Armand and Marius with her, so I don't know who she's gonna end up with at this point. But I do hope you guys like it and please send me reviews :) And just to let you know, I'm setting this so that Armand and Pandora don't live with Marius, but they visit alot and stay for weeks at a time, so Marius does consider them his family.
Marius POV.
I sighed happily, as I sat down on the brown, leather loveseat. My cobalt blue eyes scanned the large living room of my San Francisco home. The light brown wall was adorned with my paintings and a big, flat screen TV hung on the wall opposite the couch with a small coffee table beneath it. Book shelves hung on both sides of the room with my most beloved readings upon them. The window beside me was open and the sounds of the night radiated through into the room and blew my blonde hair. The sweet smell of the summer night filled my nose and I sighed once again as I closed me eyes to relish in it. The sound of footsteps filled my ears and I opened my eyes to see who was standing before me.
My darling Pandora, with waves of chocolate brown hair, framing her soft, beautiful face stared down upon me with love shining through. She smiled as she sat beside me on the loveseat. What a ironic name for a piece of furniture. As of right now, it was truly a seat of love.
I wrapped my pale, toned arm around her shoulders and leaned in to smell her hair. She sighed with love.
"Oh, Marius. I don't believe I've ever been this happy in my entire immortal life." she whispered.
"My exact words, my dear Pandora." I replied against her soft lips. Never was a kiss so sweet. As I pulled back, I smiled down upon her lovely face.
"Never had I had such a wonderful family, as I have with you and Armand and Daniel. Never have I lived in such joy." I said sincerely.
She smiled and kissed me once more. The sound of bounding footsteps coming down the stairs brought us out of our love embrace. I looked to the stairs to find my beloved pupil, Armand, running down the stairs at a unnatural speed. His brown, chocolate eyes held anger and disgust in them. I sat up as he ran into the room. My Pandora repeated my action, knowing that something was wrong.
"Armand, what's wrong my child?" I said hurriedly.
He pulsed with anger as he said, "Turn on the TV."
I wasted no time in grabbing the remote off the stand beside the loveseat. I flipped the TV on.
"Channel 65." he said before I could ask. I knew that channel as on called MTV. My confusion grew with each second. The screened flashed to the channel and I was greeted with the sight of Lestat.
I turned to Armand with a confused look upon my face. I knew that Lestat was indeed what they called a "Rock star", but I didn't understand why he was showing me this.
"Just watch." he said deeply. I turned back to the TV and watched this video.
The first sequence was of Lestat singing into a microphone, staring at the screen with his blue eyes and golden locks shaping his face. The background was nothing but white with a jungle of white curtains hanging all around the room and surrounding the band. The song itself was a slow, seductive, rock melody and I found myself wanting to dance to the sound. As he began the first verse, there was a sudden flash of a blonde haired girl then back to Lestat. Then as the flashes increased, I got a full view of the girl in the video.
The girls skin was too pale, flawless, and beautiful to be that of a mortal, I noticed at once. Her grey, shining eyes stared into the screen and hypnotized me. Her curvy, petite body was clothed in a striking, strapless, white taffeta dress and her golden blonde hair fell in cascades down her back with strings of pearls held within them. I gasped in realization of who this vampire girl was.
Bianca. My beautiful courtesan, my Botticelli angel, my Bianca.
I couldn't look away as the video played on and I leaned forward, mesmerized. Lestat slowly chased her through the sheer, white curtains. She smiled a teasing smile at him. The same smile that she used to give Armand as they danced. In the background of the song, you could hear her sweet, melodic voice singing with him. The same voice that sang to me during our nights in the shrine of Akasha and Enkil. Lestat gave her a knowing, hungry smile as she fell back against a giant, bed of white covers and white sheets. She laughed as he climbed on top of her. He sang the lyrics of the closing chorus against her small, pink, plump mouth. They kissed as the instruments came to a stop. A short, sweet, passionate kiss that made envy well up inside my heart. Then he looked to the screen as the last words of the song slipped from his mouth. Then he laughed and pulled the curtain aside to block the view of them, knowing all to well what was about to take place on that bed. Then it went to a commercial.
I turned the TV off and looked to Armand. He was pulsating with rage.
"Master, I have loved her since the moment I laid my eyes on her. My heart has pounded nothing but love for her every waking moment since we met. I had dreamed of a future with her and about giving her the Dark Gift too many times to count. And now she's with the Bat Prince himself? I won't stand for it, Marius!" He said with anger and determination.
"Now, Armand, we don't know that. For all we know, she could have just been playing a part." Pandora said, trying to calm him.
"That may be so, but I highly doubt it. Lestat has never been one to just play a part with a woman, especially one of such beauty. Any other woman, I wouldn't have cared, but this is my Bianca." he relplied, the last part just above a whisper as if he was about to cry. No doubt, he was greatly distressed by this matter.
"Don't worry, Armand. We will find her. And we will make her a part of this family, just like when we were in Florence." I said as I stood up.
"I would very much like that." he said with love shining in his eyes. He looked like he had when he was younger. When he would spend hours and hours talking with her and dancing together. He was very much madly, deeply in love with her. I knew that the moment he said he would die with her the night I showed him I was a blood drinker.
I could just see it now. The house filled with candle light like it had in Florence. Beautiful music filling the entire house. Bianca and Armand dancing once again as I danced with my Pandora. Oh, how I felt the joy overfill me!
"It is too late now to take leave, but we will head out tomorrow when we first awaken. The sooner the better." I said as I gripped Pandora's hand.
He smiled and said, "I will go tell Daniel." His auburn curls flew with him as he bounded up the stairs once more. A worried feeling settled in my stomach as I turned to Pandora.
"What is it, Marius?" she said as she read my facial expression.
"Pandora, you remember Bianca? You remember how I offered to give her up for you on that dark night so many decades ago?" I asked her. She shook her head in response.
"She overheard me tell that to you. It broke her fragile heart into pieces, and she left my side three days later." I said as tears filled my eyes at the memory.
"Oh, Marius. I'm so sorry." she said with sincerity.
"Pandora, I fear that she won't want to come back into my life in fear that she'll get hurt again. Armand will be heart broken. I will be heart broken." I said as a single blood tear slipped down my pale face.
"We will find a way to convince her, Marius. I know we will." she said with a hopeful smile as she swipped it away with her thumb.
I hoped and I prayed that she was right. I hadn't heard or seen from Bianca in hundreds of years. But now the mere sight of her drives me mad. She must be apart of this family. She must.