I choose you

Grey eyes dont lie

Heat

Warmth

Lestat in 100 and 84 years has not felt heat through out his body since he became death. It was now sparked in chest and the feeling would be unforgettable.

"I won't be necessary for you, for you are truly an angel. My blood won't suffice, fill or sustain you."

The young woman bowed as if Lestat were royalty which lets be honest amongst the humans he was. Him and his Loui were kings in his heart and mind.

However when the young woman rose from her modest curtesy he was able to see her full appearance under the street lamp.

As for the shadows under the entrance of the church did not give the woman her honorable view.

His eyes lowered taking in her full appearance. Oval face with high cheek bones, strong yet chiseled nose that rounded at the stout. Full blushed lips and freckles that peppered her face.

Her body was not small, she had a very statuesque figure that he could tell under her coat. Firm shoulders, bountiful breast perfect for the grasp of a man and from what he could tell from the front of her body. Her vessel was in a state of development as all young women go through at her age. He could tell she was bound to have heart shape hips complemented with bodacious back side as she developed with age.

Another one of Lestat's many gifts he could see a vision of what the human body would develop to before he took its life.

Almost as if to make peace with the loss of it from death.

For now the petiteness of her lower body complemented her perfectly. She couldn't have been more than 18 years of age.

"19, I'll be 20 come next spring."

Then the most exquisite feature of all next to her smooth unflawed dark skin, her eyes. Grey, murky, and hazed, but there was something else in the them. He just couldn't figure out what.

"I'll shall take leave now my mother will begin to worry." As the stranger began to turn around it hit Lestat, that this feeling. The eerie feeling he had all night was starting to boil over in him again. It replaced the feeling of heat in his chest.

He felt unassured. Which is something Lestat did not do. He was assured and then some in all things.

"Don't move."

She stopped and he dashed in front of the young woman immediately.

Laughing in amusement as he took in her face. God she was beautiful.

Blasphemy! This place, her and his beloved Loui had him crying out to God. A concept he left over a century ago.

He would kill her right here . Send a message to Loui and the church that he was the only concept big enough in their lives.

As his fangs drew the warmth in his chest returned. Igniting as he placed his hand upon her chin to expose her neck.

Her heartbeat still felt tempered lacking the quickness the organ usually had when it came to his prey. She drove him mad.

Driving his fangs into the air, she spoke.

Usually his victims were to paralyzed with fear to open their eyes but she had the audacity to speak. It was only right that she would be dead soon.

"You speak to God in this moment, because you are an angel Lestat. He is a part of you."

Paused and speechless Lestat was.

Who was this blinded creature? Insane clearly, but the only person he knew who spoke as such, at such blasphemous things, with a ring of secured confidence was himself.

And the only person who he knew who saw him as something as close an angel; his Loui.

"So I'm gone for 5 minutes and you find someone. I'm so sorry, a snack to compare me to."

Jealousy made his Loui so riveting. He could take him right then and there. His eyes glowing green with the the very feeling inside.

As Lestat turned around stepping to the side retracting his fangs with a small smirk Loui's face fell at the very sight of her.

"Mon anime deux."

Loui said confused almost hurt by his own betrayal than Lestat's.

The young woman walked directly up to him with such familiarity it left Lestat in a expecting gaze.

Watching them, waiting.

"Hello Loui, I do not mean to upset. I'm only." She had to break. Even though she could not see him she looked in him. Saw him for everything he was.

"Well.... I will go now." She turned putting the hood over beautiful hair.

"Where will you go?"

"Does not matter you have each other my angels."

Without filling facing them she would leave them with one last statement.

"Lestat make sure you help Loui being an angel is grave pressure and holds a lot of power. You hold this dear, but Loui. Help him, try to..." she giggled in her thoughts. "Be as patient as you would be with me. As for you Loui make sure you you listen to Lestat. Allow for at times his voice be lourder than the ones taunting your head."

Without a second glance she walked into the night.