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“The
Travesty”
By BANE
Huntress
“So?
How did you find me?” Lestat.
“I
made you, I have always known where you are… -“ Marius.
From
Queen of the Damned the Film… Said everything *sigh*…
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Lestat
had been out yet again, he had been looking for some more fine art,
if such a thing existed in the ugliness that the mortals called
modern art. He actually wanted something from Edward Burn Jones but
it might mean moving out of the flat to hang it…
David
had gone out hunting and Louis had said he was doing something
tonight and didn’t have the time to go to some Art Galleries.
Lestat grinned, but he had made his beautiful one promise that he
would join him tomorrow night.
He
entered the house not expecting anyone to be home, all the lights
were off but there was an awful sound coming from the front parlour,
he court a flickering sickly light from under the door then to his
complete surprise Louis laughing out loud.
With
another smile he was by the door and creaking it open quietly. He
lover was laid on the sofa, his green eyes sparkled as they stared
at the large cinema television with surround sound.
Lestat
couldn’t help the twinge of warmth in his heart; He had bought it
for him especially. Obviously he had not told Louis it was for him,
but he still remembered the way Louis had come to him with boxes of
rented videos under his arm and sat for days watching them all.
Sometimes Lestat had joined him, sometimes the films had just bored
him and he had gone hunting, but those were special times when they
both still retained a respectful distance.
He
creped over to the sofa.
The
noise from the TV drowning out any sound that he might have made to
Louis weaker ears.
He
leaned over the back to blow into Louis ear but before he could
Louis whooped with laughter again.
Lestat
stood back as he delighted in watching such a rear moment.
One of
Louis arms lay across his abdomen tightly, his other hand razed
before his mouth, still modest in his almost hysteria. Red tears of
joy cursed over his fine cheekbones as he was finally reduced to
gasping giggles.
Lestat
felt a pang of hunger that had nothing to do with blood, he had to
hold Louis and he had to do it now.
Without
thinking he jumped over the back of the sofa, lifted Louis into the
air before he could protest then plonked him down on his lap,
holding him as close as he could without braking him.
“Aah!
Lestat.!”
Lestat
nuzzled the soft white column of neck that was revealed to him as
Louis strained to look back at the TV.
A hand
swatted at him uselessly, but it wasn’t a gesture that was meant
to truly fend off his advances.
Something
in him wanted to be surprised if not suspicious of this lack of
protest, but his selfish little heart would not let this one slip. A
moment all to precious to be ruined, but to be savoured for all
time.
He felt
Louis pulse beneath his lips and the warmth meant that his friend
had fed well this night.
A soft
vibration sang through Louis throat as he laughed again, Lestat ran
his tong up to the base of his jaw in delight; he wanted Louis to
laugh again.
“Laugh
for me…” He murmured into a willing ear.
Louis
suddenly moved away a little and Lestat moaned, it was too soon to
be over. But to his surprise soft pliant lips met his own for a
briefest moment as green eyes sparkled into his own.
“Stop
being a brat… Wait till the film is over…”
Then
the head was turned away again.
“The
film can wait…” He murmured as he bit lightly on Louis earlobe,
then licking the drop of blood that formed, a purl of pure haven.
Lestat had a sweet tooth and Louis was his candy.
He
giggled a little at his own wandering thoughts and Louis hissed at
him.
“Shush!”
there was a note of annoyance now,
“And
why should I?”
That
annoying music again filled with mortals cries, all chanting at
once.
“Because
I can only cope with one Lestat at a time!” Louis laughed again,
“I never knew Marius was such a flirt! And with a mortal David at
that?”
Suddenly
Louis leaned back againced him screaming with amusement. Lestat was
growing agitated as Louis clamped his hands over his mouth to stop
his giggles.
“What
do you find so funny?” he asked as he looked over his beloveds
shoulder.
The
television was filled with screaming teens that looked like they
were at some new heavy mettle concert gone wrong.
Then he
let what they were chanting enter his hearing,
‘Lestat,
Lestat, Lestat!’
Then
some guy in long hair with some bad wirework came prancing on stage
dressed all in black and stood with a boot on one of the foot-lights
and began to mine to some diabolical song.
“What
new band is this?” He asked, not seeing Louis obvious joy.
Louis
stopped laughing to stare at him as if his head had just fallen
off…
“That
meant to be you…” he said in his soft voice.
Lestat
gave him a questioning look.
That
brought the smile back. “Did you know that Marius was your maker?
And that he didn’t leave you.” An impromptu pock in the chest.
“And you all this time lied to me!”
“Marius?
What are you talking about Louis!” He was truly confused. He knew
Louis had read his books.
“This
is that film… Queen of the Damned you wrote that time… and some
of your autobiography I think.” Louis grinned, “I did tell you
about it.”
Lestat
frowned. “And what was I doing at the time?”
Louis
shrugged his fine features never loosing the smile that so suited
him. “I think you were trying to drain me enough so that you could
seduce me into sleeping with you… Again.”
Lestat
waved a hand in dismissal, “That could have been anytime.” He
grinned suddenly as he pulled Louis closer, one hand in his
fledglings ebony hair. “You expect me to remember anything with
you in my grasp…” He kissed, almost, willing lips, “And you so
warm and full and SO mine…”
Louis
chuckled excepting the soft kiss. “Will you let me watch this?”
He breathed, moving his face to one side exposing his neck. “Then
you can do anything you like with me… For tonight…” he said
half heartedly court once again by the Television.
“So
long as I can hold you like this till it’s over.” He was just
about to nibble at that soft flesh again despite what he promised,
when he heard a name he had not uttered in a long time…
‘Akasha!’
Instantly
Lestat found himself watching the dark screen with flashing lights
and naff smoke effects in some bizarre explosion. Then some small
African American woman dressed in some gold modern Egyptian getup
popped up from beneath what looked like a stage and flue of this the
guy who Louis pointed out as being him.
Lestat
blinked at the screen watching as the two characters on screen began
exchanging confab on a beach.
Before
he knew it one of his hands had removed it’s self from Louis and
was reaching towards the remote control.
His
fingers fumbled to find the stop button as the two so-called
representations lay in a bath full of red rose petals.
“There’s
a nice idea…” Louis mumbled then. “HEY! Lestat?”
Lestat
ignored his lovers protests as he hit the rewind button.
“Lestat!
Please you said I could watch it!” Louis protested as he turned on
his lap.
“You
can… but I want to see it all the way through now…” Lestat
answered absentmindedly.
Louis
sighed and tried to stand up but Lestat wasn’t about to let him,
this looked like it could be painful to watch and he needed his
beautiful one with him. Somewhere deep in his soul his
possessiveness came upon him. “Who do they have playing you in
this film?” he asked suddenly, he would be furious if they picked
someone unfitting.
Louis
shrugged, he had stopped trying to move as he looked into Lestat’s
eyes, “I don’t think I’m in it at all, so far I haven’t even
been mentioned, neither had Daniel…” his voice a little subdued.
The
video clicked saying the tape was finished rewinding. Lestat just
pushed the play button when David walked in. Behind him came Armand,
Daniel and Marius.
“Look
who I found at our door!” David said happily.
“Shhh”
Lestat hissed as the video lit up the screen and eerie music began
playing.
“We
are watching that Queen of the Damned movie.” Louis explained as
Marius sat down on the couch besides them, Armand sat in one of the
chairs with Daniel on the arm and David took the last.
“Ahh
I think I have heard of this movie.” Marius said.
“Armand
wouldn’t let me go see it when it came out!” Danny complained
getting a vicious look from his maker.
“Will
you lot shut up!” Lestat cried as a voice issued forth from the
televisions surround sound speakers.
“There
comes a time for every vampire when the idea of eternity becomes
momentarily unbearable…
“Living
in the shadows, feeding in the darkness with only your own company
to keep… Rots… Until a solitary hollow existence…
“Immortality
seems like a good idea, until you realize your going to spend it
alone…”
“I
can’t remember you spouting something so disjointed.” Armand
said coldly drowning out the rest of what the actor was droning as
the camera paned through some dark blue and smoky graveyard.
“Looks
like some diabolical new music video.” Marius commented quietly.
“I’ve
heard it’s really crap!” Danny said brightly, “But then I also
heard that me and Louis aren’t in it at all… At lease they
haven’t got Christian Slater back to do me!”
“You
want to see who they have for Armand!” Louis chortled, “I think
I just got a glimpse of him before Lestat stopped the video.”
Lestat
heard the amusement in his lovers voice and cast a glance at the
vampire in question. Armand sat stiff in his chair not at all
looking happy.
“Not
Antonio Bandares in a Char wig again is it?” Daniel asked with
glee.
Louis
chuckled as he shook his head. “Watch the film… I’m not going
to spoil the surprise!”
“Will
you both shut the hell up!” Lestat snapped as the second title
credits ended.
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The end
credits began rolling up the screen to a room full of silence.
The
only thing that could be heard were the muffled giggles from the two
weakest Vampires in the room.
Louis
was wriggling furiously on Lestat’s lap, not to get away but
unable to stop the squirming of his obvious hummer, Lestat’s hand
clamped tightly over his mouth.
Daniel
was in much the same state with Armand.
Soon as
the little fat teen had come on screen with a ridiculously large red
curly wig. Both Louis and Daniel had taken one look at each other
and broke out laughing.
“That
was interesting…” Marius finally said as the TV turned to snow.
“It
was down right heresy!” Armand snapped at his maker.
Marius
just razed one eyebrow. “Even though my character looked nothing
like me… He was amusing non the less… Though I’m sorry David,
but I would never have made you…” a thoughtful look entered his
eyes, “Or you Lestat, you are far to annoying.” He smiled.
“They
made me EVIL!” Lestat finally said not looking at any of them.
“They had me getting home delivery for crying out loud!”
Daniel
had another bout of hysteria at that until Armand slapped him
soundly.
“I
didn’t look like that did I?” David seemed as stunned as Lestat.
“No”
Lestat answered, “You were older and a lot more distinguished
looking.” Then he looked at Armand and grinned. “I thought your
character was cute, shame he looked more innocent than you ever
could!”
Armand
returned the look with a glare of his own. Then without another word
he grabbed Daniel and left the apartment slamming every door as he
went with Danny’s laughter following him.
“I
think I’ll follow them, or Armand will just be cruel to his
fledgling…” With that Marius stood and also left.
Leaving
the small coven sat in relative silence. Though Louis still sat on
Lestat’s lap trying in vain to stop his mirth.
“I’m
far to disturbed…” David said. “I think I need an early
night…”
“I
think I might do the same…” Lestat said as they both stood.
Lestat
followed his younger fledgling out the door and into the hall, he
was just opening his own door when David coughed politely.
“What?”
Lestat asked turning to him.
David
looked at Lestat’s shoulder then back at his eyes.
“What?”
Lestat asked again feeling a little annoyed at David’s curios
behaviour.
“It’s
all right David.” Came Louis soft voice from close by. “I
don’t think I have much choice in this matter…”
“Hu?”
Lestat said as he looked to where David was staring.
He
still had Louis in his arms, he hadn’t realized he had picked him
up. He shrugged, his beautiful one was making no moves to escape.
“Damn right you don’t…” and with that he walked into his
room shutting the door behind him.
He
walked over to the bed and threw his burden down on the covers.
Loving the way Louis soft ebony hair fanned out beneath his head on
the cream silken covers that had taken his fancy.
His
fledgling lay as he had fallen, one knee slightly drawn up as his
arms lay a little splayed to either side. His emerald green eyes
smiling up at him welcoming and for once not challenging.
Lestat
savoured the view; it wasn’t often that his beautiful one was so
compliant.
On
reflection he had been furies that they had missed this wonderful
creature out of that excuse for a film. That they had not recognised
the fact that Lestat was never alone when he always had this one
being that captured his heart so completely, to come back to now no
matter what happened.
But now
he knew if they had portrait him in the film he would be out now
killing the lot of them… At least this way, just maybe they would
half forget Louis. Or maybe believe that he was nothing more than a
half recognised peace of fiction, their concentration now only on
the character Lestat… This was good for it meant that some of the
attention would be taken away from his most weak lover.
“Are
you just going to stand there staring at me till the death sleep
takes us both?” Louis asked in his ever so soft and seductive
voice. “Or are you going to do something about all this blood I
drank this night?”
Lestat
grinned as he ran a hand down the inside of Louis leg, making the
weaker vampire bit his bottom lip and half close his eyes in his
most human like way.
This
was why he had warned the others to leave Louis out of their
books… This was why he had stopped writing… This was why he
proof read everything and edited the bits with Louis in so much
despite how much the rest of the coven loved him and wanted to share
their thoughts on him with others… Louis was his, and he didn’t,
couldn’t, share him anymore with the rest of the world anymore.
Best they forget him and then he would be solely his and his alone.
He
leaned over the prone form of his deepest desire and nuzzled at the
soft flesh of his lovers neck.
Yet
again he would mark him as his… Even if that mark faded by the
time they awoke together at dusk, his sent was still there for the
others to smell and know to leave well alone of suffer his wrath.
Louis
arched beneath him and gave a slight moan, pressing his flesh to
Lestat’s lips.
“Take
me…” came the gasped response to his daydreams.
And as
Lestat sank his fangs in to taste the sweetness that was his most
prised possession, he pulled Louis to him and murmured “Mine..”
“All
yours…” was the soft reply then a sharp intake of breath as
Lestat took him…
The end
Next Fict (Not a sequel)
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Beyond
Understanding - Part 1
Lame?
Yes ^_^ but I was wanting to get it finished as I listen to
‘Stained’ and have QotD on mute and am wanting to read some SG1
slash ficts before I have to get ready for work tomorrow… Well not
exactly what I had planned and a little late… but hey, hope ya
like it :P
And if
anyone wants to take this and expand on it and make it longer
somewhere in the middle then please go ahead and add your name to it
^_^
PS:
Louis death and resurrection… was FAR prettier that Lestat’s in
the “Travesty”.
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