Lestat

I stayed in the room for a moment staring at the girl. She wasn't dead but her heart was pounding very softly. It pulled at me but he pulled more so I turned and fled after him without looking back. I didn't think of anything but finding him. I nearly ran into him in the hallway, he faced me and smiled.

"I thought you'd take longer. Anyway I should have done this long ago." He grabbed my arms and shoved my body up against the wall. He attacked me with his lips, tongue and fangs, as I once again found myself in this sort of situation. I gave as good as I got, his body was pushed flush up against mine. It felt incredible, I had forgotten what desire felt like but with him pulling the fresh blood from my veins it was awakened, and it was powerful. Until he stopped abruptly and pulled away a thin stream of blood dripping down his chin. I moaned slightly at the loss of contact and I leaned towards him. He merely grabbed my arm, gave me a feral grin and pulled me down the hall.

"Tonight lover, the city is ours."

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It was like nothing I had ever experienced, being there with Louis. Though he acted nothing like himself it was exotic and wonderful. All Marius' lessons of harming only the evil doer were forgotten in the incredible bath of blood. We killed merely for he sake of killing. I was entirely under his spell. Mercy was dead as I watched his laughter as he slaughtered children in their beds, snapping their frail necks while they cried. He would kill he whole family slowly torturing them. Children first, then the their mothers and their fathers last. Then he would slink towards me and kiss me so that I could taste them on his lips. I didn't do a thing, I just stood their staring in wonder.

I felt as if I could feel nothing but his lust, it consumed me in a blaze. We returned home tired and drenched in blood, to collapse into a heap on the bed exhausted. We slept for the day and were up the next night to do the same, only it wasn't simply the killing anymore.

He would go to meet with strange creatures, and he started a going over books of the occult. Although the reading was more like he Louis that I knew his personality was definitely not. The second day he was back he went and move us out of he house into an old, beautiful mansion. He then rounded up many creatures, mostly vampire like demons. They were always around waiting on him and calling him master. It was horribly annoying but whenever I mentioned how much nicer it used to be he would become furious. He went 'hunting' as he called it less, but the papers had already caught hold of our recent killings and the words serial killer was on everyone's lips.

He seemed to grow to like me more, as if he were getting to know me. And he persuaded me to dress like he had in back leather. I didn't have a problem with that I look very good in it, as does he, but things were very different. I was almost like he was somebody else completely. He would always give me the best always pampering me but it was like he considered me more of a possession then an equal. I don't know what shocked me was that I was taking it, or that I kind of liked it.

I woke up alone, I'm not sure exactly what day it was, and stalked downstairs upset at having woken up by myself. Louis was there with some of his minions. I walked down yawning loudly displaying an exaggerated look of unhappiness displayed on my face. I reached the bottom of the stairs when a woman I didn't know made her way up to me. She ran her curved lacquered nails sharply over my bare chest leaving light trails of blood in their wake. I looked over to Louis and gave him an astounded look which was a cross between pleasure and a disbelief that he was letting her do this. It was well known that I was only with him. I would have said something but the girl ran her tongue over my chest cleaning the blood from it. She looked back towards him with a smile.

"He tastes like candy" she murmured "Rich and sweet. It sunny where he is. All sunny and happy." She looked at me, her vacant eyes twitching back and forth. Then they took on a look of venom. "It sickens me!" She screamed this and spat on he ground and began clawing at her mouth as if trying to clean it. "Get it out, get it out."

He walked up to her, not to me and pulled her black head up to face him. "Now darlin' tell Daddy what you see." I stood there my mouth open in shock. He didn't notice because at that moment her face changed drastically, a demon visage took its place.

"Daddy's been naughty. He needs to learn his lesson or he will not be allowed to attend the party." I shook my head slowly. It was clear that she was insane, I swallowed the urge to laugh at her ramblings when she hit the wall hard. Then instead of being upset like I expected she laughed a rich full laugh.

"Tell me." He growled

"Tuesday" Then with a wicked little laugh she danced her way up the stairs singing.

As soon as she was out of sight I looked at him. "Now what was all that about?" I asked.

He looked at me for a moment and I almost thought that he wasn't going to tell me. "The end of the world."

"What about it?"

"It's coming." He stopped the conversation by pressing his lips to mine only this time I pulled away. He growled softly and tried to capture my mouth again. This time I pushed him away visibly upset.

"What is happening." My voice was low and dangerous. He chuckled softly.

"I like this new you. More interesting. Don't tell me your developing a nerve."

"Tell me." I demanded. I was hurt he had never spoken to me like that before.

" I. Am. Ending. The. World. On. Tuesday." he said every word as it's own sentence then asked. "Was that better for you."

"You can't be serious." I declared.

"Perfectly serious, it's going to be great. The earths going to open up and bleed. There will be death, destruction, rape, pillage. The Dark ages all over again. Oh I'm so exited." I just stared at him disbelieving. "You with me? It'll be unforgettable." I almost cried I felt so betrayed. I turned around and started walking slowly the other way. He screamed something after me but I simply shook my head.

He didn't let me go that easily, after a few steps he grabbed me and tried to force me to stop. I let out a sigh. I loved him, but it was more like how I loved Akasha. It could never be. It hurt that he had changed so. From the compassionate bookish man I had loved to the callous murder whom I could never be with. I pulled quickly from his iron grasp and was out the door before he saw where I went.

I didn't go far, I just wandered the roads. My head was clearing no longer clouded by him. I felt like I had been dunked in icy water now everything was clear. The world was different then it had been, I had lost the last of my innocence and I welcomed the apocalypse. Living forever has its toll. I walked and walked not knowing where to go I felt the sky changing informing me that dawn was less that an hour away. I would have stayed there and welcomed it if only it would kill me, but it wouldn't, and I had been through that before. I didn't feel like being in more pain.

I made my way up the steps of a hotel and signed into a room, it was almost day and my limbs felt heavy. I went to my room not noticing who else was in the hall. I went into my room and closed the door not seeing the shaky look of recognition that darkened the black-haired boy's features. I collapsed onto the bed to slide quickly unconscious until the next night would wake me. Saturday night.

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