Sequel to 'I'm A Perfect Devil'
The vampire Lestat has slept for more than a hundred years. But then he is brutally awakened by horrors coming from the present day New Orleans.
His first thought was of Daphne, his love. The realization of...
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The darkness feels so damn cold. Darkness is what I float in. Perhaps this is limbo. In between worlds while waiting for someone to retrieve me. I don't even know how long I've been waiting.
Everything is cold and empty within my mind. There isn't much to hear or smell. It is as if my entire being rests in a coma. Is this how it was the first time I waited for rebirth? I have no one to answer. I don't remember anything when I died the first time.
Maybe I'm just sleeping and this is a simple dream. Yes, yes that has to be it.
Can't say for sure how long I will wait in this black void. I'm surrounded by nothing and yet endless space.
But then I feel my mind start to rewire on the inside. I've got feeling back within my fingers. Though nothing is allowing me to move.
However, my body releases human waste due to an unknown change. I feel the warmth spread down over my thighs. A startling breath escapes my lips. My eyelids spring open.
My vision is met with a dark sky and dainty bright stars. I can see almost every one of them. The dark blue sky is so damn striking. Every shade of blue and grey swirl together perfectly. So this is how vampires see. Panic floods my body then. The realization hits me really hard.
I feel so...new. What the hell happened to me?
"Oh, Jake!" Jesse's voice is a fair distance away but the noise is so loud. I hiss angrily. The sounds practically rupture my eardrum as I sit up on the marble floor.
"Shush now. New vampires are sensitive to everything." I believe it was Louis who spoke. When did he get here? I don't remember him being out in the yard when Akasha arrived.
It took a moment for those last words to catch up with my frazzled mind. Everything around me is so different, so vibrant. God. What happened to me?
I glance down at my soiled pants. My jeans are soaked from my last human pee. Embarrassment flowed from me.
"Do not fret over that. It happens to all of us." That voice. The voice who drove every bit of my love from the very depths of hell.
"Lestat?" I tried turning around to the source of his voice. But I moved too quickly and my sight went haywire.
Strong arms held my shoulders in place while I rubbed my eyes. My new milky pointed nails barely scratch my white skin. My freckles are barely there. Everything feels so strange. Something inside me has changed, but how?
"Now you must look with your vampire eyes." He crouched down next to me. My human blood still covered his face. A gasp leaves my lips. A nasty wave of emotions hits me square in the chest.
"Am I dead?" I asked from pure fright. I have yet to comprehend my new body and mind.
Lestat, the vampire I love chuckled at my silly words. He looks so much different now. That pale skin practically glows now with my new vision. I look down at my own hands. I'm shocked to see the same results.
