it was my beginning, how i became to be what i am, a vampyre. it was 200 years ago, i had just been told i was going to be wed to a man in california. i was so angry i ran away from home to the next town and got a job there at a bar, serving drinks. i didn't get paid much but it was enough to get me a good place to stay and some food. one night there was to be new comers to the town, about 12 people but what we didnt know was they weren't people, they were monsters, evil deamons of the night. one of them, the leader of them all, seemed to have taken an interest in me. he was about 6 feet tall, muscular, he had long black hair, and beautiful green eyes. i quickly fell in love with him, but then i didn't know what he really was.

we moved to another town since people were suspecting them of murder. how right those people were. not even 6 months after i ran away i was charged with a murder, the man i was supposed to marry had been killed and i was being blamed. i knew that the lead vampyre (lestat) could have the man that was accusing me killed, so i asked him and he said no to worry. lestat went out, he said he would be back for a week or two, he said he needed to go see someone; i knew what he was really going to do, his followers did not. while he was gone his followers got angry with me because i would not clean up after them, after they had eaten, throwing food all over, they tied me up and beat me until i was knocked out cold but i would imagine they kept hitting and kicking me. the next thing i remember is being on a bed and lestat was sitting in a chair on the side watching me. as i woke he told i was hit by a carriage while going to the market to but some fruit, that was what the others had told him for they knew if he found out what really happend they would be all killed. tortured first then slayed. i was planning on telling lestat but he read my thaughts and knew everything, his follows were unsure if he had that power, they underestimated him and now they shall suffer for what they did, but lestat first wanted to get me to full health. unfortunaly that took awhile.

once i was at full health lestat, his follows and i moved to paris, lestat said he was in need of some good french blood. by then i knew what he was, but i also knew he was different. the others didn't know emotions but lestat did, he knew love. love for me, he told me if he was mortal he would marry me but since he isn't he can't because it was wrong.

when we got to paris we found a large mansion and lestat asked me what i thaugh of it. i told him it was amazing and someday i would want to live there, not even twenty minutes later he bought it for me. i wish i could show him how much it meant to me some how but i couldn't think of anything. his followers each got their own room, and brand new coffins to sleep in while lestat and i shared a room. his coffin was a few feet from the bed i slept in, he wanted to make sure he could watch over me so i wouldn't get hurt like before. one night before bed lestat and i were sitting on the new persian rug in front of the fire place playing chess and he told me he had a surprise for me. he told me the next night to be ready to go out, but not to wear anything fancy. i did as he said, i wore one of my sun dresses that he had bought me the week before.

that next night he had a small basket with him, we went out into the back yard and their were white candles all around flickering with the cool breeze. in the middle of the yard there was a large red blanket, we walked over to the blanket and sat down on it. then lestat took something out of the basket, in the basket there was two small salad's, wine, two small steaks, and cooked carrots all ready prepared and still hot. we ate most of the food but the rest he put back in the basket. after dinner we lay on the blanket and looked up at the millions of brightly shining stars.

after that we went back in the house, and went to bed though it was still early, only about eleven pm. we lay in my bed and talked, once it was closer to morning lestat went to sleep in his coffin. he awoke with a loud CrAsH, he decided to go investigate since the sun was just setting. when he got out of his coffin he looked at the bed and i was gone. he called out to his follows and demanded to know where i was, they said they didn't know and while he was reading their thaughts he knew they were telling the truth. lestat was greatly worried, he felt as if he had lost the most important thing in his life, he feelings were right. i was gone. then from down stair there was a loud, hair rasing scream. its was i that let out that yell for hell. just then lestat and his followers came rushing downt he stairs to see a vampre, all burnt his skin burnt to a crisp, holding onto me tighly, digging his fangs deep into my neck and drinking from me. i was weakining, i could barely keep my eyes open. all i heard was mumbleing but i knew it was lestat for he had such a beautiful voice and i could tell it from any othr. i couldn't really tell what he was saying but i knew he was telling the burnt vampyre to realse me or he would face certain death.

the burnt one dropped me to the ground, i was drained of most of my blood had he taken one more drop i would be dead for sure. lestat told his followers to kill the burnt one. they all attacked and in a matter of seconds the burnt one was dead. he had his head cut off by one of the followers. lestat carried me up to my room and gently put me on his bed, he told me just to relax and everything would be ok. i trusted him with my life, a chance i was willing to take because i knew he truely did love me and wouln't let me die. though when we met he promised never to make another vampyre because he didn't want me to suffer but he had to break that promise to keep my from dieing. he then slit his wrist and put it to my mouth, my mouth filling with blood, swallowing each drop, not leting and drip out of my mouth. for about 2 minutes i drank as much as i could then there was a great pain in my stumache, i couldn't move. i was screaming in pain, it was much worse then when the burnt one pierced my neck with his sharp fangs. this pain was like millions of daggers digging into my stumache. lestat told me to relax, it was just my mortal body dieing. he tilted my head so carefully and started to drink from me, then after he was done i drank from him until the pain went away, his blood running through me and my blood through him.

from there on we moved away from that place, there were too many people suspecting us to be serial killers, in a way they were right but we only killed and drained evil doers. we moved to a small place town in rome, we had so much fun there. so many people to drink from. the town was filled with crime. by the time we were done there the town was now a lovely place to live no crime. no one knew what it was but lestat, his followers and i knew what it was. a bunch of hungrey vampyres. that lasted for at least 68 years but we had to move because the town suspected us of something evil like satan worshipping since we never grew a day older, lestats follows moved back to paris but lestat and i moved to a small province in europe. there we lived in a small mansion. we had but 8 slaves, but we treated them well. giving them good meals, fresh water, clean clothes, and other things they needed and we also payed them well.

lestat and i lived there happily for quite some time, we drank from the evil doers and by that time there were blood banks near were we lived so every once and a while we stopped there instead of searching for mortals that have done wrong. after 20 years lestat had to go to the temple of isis to ask her of what he was to do next and he was to tell her of me. he would send a carriage for me when i was to go but the carriage never came, i lived there for 30 more years and not once did i get a letter from lestat. i lost my hope that he was still alive. i went on with my immortal life.

since then i have moved every 3 years in search of lestat, hoping i can find something on where he went and where this temple of isis was. after many years of searching i found it. the beautiful temple of isis. as i went in there were at least 50 vampyres there mostly men, the man closest to the statue of the mother isis was lestat. i walked in angry and went up to lestat, i looked at him and he didn't even notice i was there. i tapped him on the shoulder and he looked at me, he got up with tears in his eyes and wrapped his arms around me. i asked why he never sent and letters and he told me that once he got to the temple there was a message for him. he told me what the message had said. the message read that i had been depressed since he had left and walked into the sun buring to a crisp and caught fire, then slowly died. as he could see that never happen. i could tell he was very very happy to see me. i asked what he had been doing for that last 50 years he told me he had been praying to the mother asking why she let me do this, let me kill myself. she never responded. she hadn't moving for over 900 years. i walked up to her, i asked he why she had brought me here while i was a child, i remebered this place so well. i asked he if she was the one sending the dreams i have been having. then at once she turned to flesh and blood all the vampyres jumped back, amazed at what they saw. the mother help out her hand and wrapped it around me, she spoke slowly. she told me to drink from her, i would get all her strength and knowledge i was to take her place as queen of the immortals though she did not want me to do as she did, she wanted me to roam the earth and find all the evil vampyres, get there names and where they were found, bring it back to her and she would rid the earth of them. lestat was to be my king.

a few weeks later lestat and i were all packed and left, we decided to go to England to start our search, there we bought a rather large house, and two brand new coffins, both had silk lining inside, they were so beautiful, we lived there for five years. We went out every night for walks, looking at the beautiful starts high above, even though we did this everyday for five years, the stars were never the same. We also had picnics in the nearby parks and in the backyard of the house, each night we spent together, except one, that was the day lestat said he had to go pick up something at the drug store down the street and didn't come back until the next day, i remember that day going by so slowly, i was so worried, i just sat there and looked at the clock all day, i coudln't sleep, i was too scared i may have lost my lestat. the next night when he came home i gave him hell, i yelled and screamed and cried the whole night, he just sat there and held me in his arms the whole time, just so happy to see me, he told me that he went to the drug store to pick me up a dozen red roses, he knew how i loved roses. he had walked down the alley and some teenagers had jumped him, quickly he killed them all and then a police car pulled up and they arrested him, the let him lose early in the day so he quickly went to a coffee shop and spent the day waiting there for the sun to set, the only phone was in the light and he couldn't risk it, so he left me waiting. i forgave him, i knew he was telling the truth, i could see it in his eyes, i loved him so much, and i knew he loved me......

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