Shakespearean Story

Chapter 11

   (Here's a new chapter where we will officially see Louis! I hope you guys will enjoy this)!

   It was finally nighttime now. Lestat and I killed the time by reading "Romeo and Juliet" to him, which he seemed to enjoy. We made our way to our maybe new fledgling's home. "How are we supposed to get to him if he lives in a mansion?" I whispered as we stared at the mansion. "Teleportation." Lestat answered.

   "How am I supposed to get in then darling?" I asked, knowing I wouldn't be able to get inside due to not having any powers. "Try and see, ensoleillement." Lestat said. "Shouldn't it be clair de lune instead?" I joked. "You are the sunshine that I need." Lestat whispered. "Ugh that's so cheesy mon Roméo." I groaned. "Mon Roméo?" Lestat asked. "Mhm! You're my Romeo. I've always wanted to have a love like Romeo and Juliet's. Now I have one." I explained. Lestat smiled.

   "Now you're the cheesy one, mon Juliet." Lestat whispered. My cheeks flushed a bright red. I honestly forgot what we were here for. "Our fledgling, princesse." Lestat reminded me. I blushed again and nodded. Lestat chuckled, knowing exactly what he was doing.

   I tried my hardest just to concentrate in order to teleport into his room. I ignored any external stimulus, including Lestat. I felt a gust of wind and I opened my eyes, realizing I wasn't outside anymore.

   Holy shit I did it.

   I looked beside me and saw our new fledgling. He was coughing. He seemed to realize that there was another person in the room so he pulled a gun out. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?!" He grumbled.

   "I've come to answer your prayers. Life has no meaning anymore, does it?" I asked, walking around his bed while grabbing onto the curtains that were around the bed. I felt a little gust of wind and saw Lestat in front of me. He gave me a small smile, but I could see pride in his eyes. I smiled back and walked with him to the other side of the bed.

   "The wine has no taste. The food sickens you. There seems no reason for any of it, does there?" Lestat continued. He leaned down a few inches away from his face. I leaned down beside him. "But what if I could give it back to you? Pluck out the pain and give you another life? One, you could never imagine, and it would be for all time. And sickness and death could never touch you again." Lestat finished.

   "Don't be afraid. I'm going to give you the choice I never had." Lestat whispered, helping him out of bed.

   ~ The Next Night ~

   I awoke with a stretch. It was morning now, I could tell. Tonight we'd make our way back to the mansion. I looked under me and saw that Lestat was still fast asleep. I smiled and wiped some strands away, kissing his forehead. I was about to get out of the coffin when I felt a pair of arms grab me and pull me back inside. "Really?" I chuckled. I felt Lestat bury his face into the crook of my neck, resulting in me giggling. "Good morning mon rêve." Lestat greeted, his voice muffled. "Good morning l'amour de ma vie." I greeted back, combing my fingers through his hair.

   Once again, we killed time by reading "Romeo and Juliet" to him as we waited for darkness to arrive. It finally came and we made our way to the mansion once again. He wasn't home. He was in the cemetery. He was sitting near a grave, so I teleported behind him.

   "Have you said your goodbyes to the light?" I asked, repeating the line that Lestat said to me before he turned me. The young man who I had yet to learn his name stood up, frightened. After a moment, Lestat came out of nowhere, biting his neck. It lasted for a few moments before Lestat began to whisper in his ear. I leaned down in front of Lestat.

   "I've drained you to the point of death. If I leave you here, you die. Or you can be young always, my friend, as we are now. But you must tell me, will you come or no?" Lestat whispered. This brought me back to six years ago when I was turned. Lestat had said nearly the same things to me. After a moment, we heard a faint "yes."

   Lestat bit his wrist, resulting in an open wound. Blood poured out of his wrist and onto our new fledgling's mouth. He grabbed Lestat's wrist and drank from it. I could see how painful it was for Lestat though. After a minute or so, he stopped and Lestat threw himself backwards, holding his wrist. Luckily I caught him. 

   Our fledgling began to thrash around in pain, as the dying process had just begun. "Your body's dying. Pay no attention. It happens to us all." I assured him. After a moment, he went limp. We stared at him in anticipation. Though I knew it wasn't possible, I just hoped Lestat didn't accidentally kill him. My thoughts left as soon as he sat up. We bent down to his level.

   "Now look with your vampire eyes." Lestat said. We helped him up and he looked around. I noticed the statue on the grave looked at him but then closed her eyes. I was a bit weirded out by that, and I have been a vampire for six years.

   "What's your name, dearie?" I asked, sweetly. "Louis de Pointe du Lac." He answered. I smiled and nodded. "Terrific. My name is Charlotte de Alexandre. This is Lestat de Lioncourt." I introduced ourselves. Louis nodded.

   This will indeed be eventful. I can tell.

   (I still want what Lestat and Charlotte have. XD Anyways, Louis is now a vampire! I hope you guys enjoyed this! See you soon)!