I sat on a path shaking, my hands were back and I was mortal again. Everything was pitch black, to a vampire it was almost daylight but to me it was dark, very dark, no street lights at all. How had I got here? Last thing I remember was dying, walking into the flames, it felt no longer than an hour ago and now I was here? Where ever here was. Was I in hell? Or such a place? Would I ever see the others again? I was too frightened to get up, I was a mortal again and no mortal stood a chance.. specially one that use to be a vampire. I knew the horrors of the world and what was out there, how was I to carry on like a mortal? I heard a noise further along the path, my head head snapped up, I was still trembling from the shock of burning alive and terrified of what might be on the path.
Approaching the figure, I walked slowly and cautiously unsure if he was going to panic or not. I looked him over and caught from his mind that he used to be vampire or was still vampire and didn't know it. "Do not fear me. I am the Vampire Daniel. Armand's child. You have nothing to fear I promise." I said to him and walked a bit closer.It was Nicki. One of Lestat's children. The poor violinst that I had heard about and wanted to hear wiht my minds ears the immortal sounds from that violin. I walked over to him and smiled and hedl out my hand for him to shake.
Not that I was particulary listening. All I caught was Armand and Vampire, not the two words I wanted to hear right now. Vampire Vampire Vampire Vampire..vampire.. Vampire.. VAMPIRE. I scrambled backwards default french language falling from my mouth. "Stay away! Don't hurt me.. Don't take me to Armand.." I was jumbling in french, and if the vampire couldn't speak french then the only word that it would probably pick out was 'Armand' and hopefully link with my body language that I didn't want to go near him. I was to vunerable right now, he would find the pleasure of killing me when I'm defenseless and in undescribable ways! I carried on stumbling and nearly cracked my head on the path as he reached is hand out. I took a breath, he seemed too nice to want to harm me, but Armand also seems nice when you meet him. Oh the fights Armand and I use to have.. Armand won in the end. I took another deep breath and looked into the vampires eyes, I was trying deperately to read his mind but to no avail, so I tried to search those violet eyes that reminded me so much of Lestats when he use to wear violet colours. It would reflect upon Lestats eyes. "Don't take me to Armand.." I muttered urgently in english, but a strong french accent flowed out with it I assume, I can never hear my accent but people say its there. "Please, I promise I won't cause trouble.. I don't know how I got here or why I am no longer a vampire." I said, you couldn't trust Vampires, they'd kill a new vampire in under an hour of being one if they ran into it. Just like when baby turtles hatch on beaches and predators eat them as an easy kill.
His words stung my heart. So my maker had betrayed him in away too. "Non.. Do not worry Nicki. He and I are no longer together. He left me in the care of his maker for the past 11 years. So I'm still furious with Armand. He abandoned me when I needed him the most. I had gone insane and stopped feeding and he left me with Marius." I said to Nicolas.I took his hand to keep him from falling and brought him closer to me and whispered upon his ear feeling my breath, "I however am much better. Though I still kinda have my love/hate relationship with Armand...I doubt things will ever be the same with him and I again. See...when I was mortal he would lock me in the closet for days and nights on end. Saying he was saving me from myself. More like tormenting me. But you...I couldn't subject you to any harm. You're too precious. You're the one I've always wanted to meet. The one I wanted to hear play for so long. Much more than that dreaded Lestat. He can't do the violin any justice." I said with a slight laugh.I linked Nicolas' arm thorough mine and walkd him over to a bench where we both sat down. "So you're mortal now. How very odd. I'd give anything to be mortal again. To die a mortal death." I stop and laugh a bit and then frown.I looked at him and said, "But then since I'm Armand's only child...he wouldn't feel bad. He's got Sybelle and Benji. And I think Marius made them for Armand to replace me. So I've been on my own for quite a while now. I just wish Armand would stop his nosense foolishness."
I was still weary of this young vampire with the strange accent, I let him take me to a bench wear we sat down. So this is what mortals saw when they looked at vampires. I had been one for so long I had forgotten what vampires looked like, they were truely enchanting but terrifying, you could feel the power coming from them. There pale skin and hypnotising eyes, there death cold skin. "Armand and I use to co-manage the Theatre de Vampires in France. We never got along, always contradicting each other even before Lestat left to go travelling." I told him. "We would always fight, we hated each other, I still hate him. He won in the end, chopping my hands off which I now aquire again. I couldn't play the violin, so I killed myself or so I thought. He would not hesitate to kill me now in such a vunerable state." I looked at this young vampire, child of Armand. Seemed so strange that this vampire was superior than me right now. If I had been a vampire I would have taken him under my wing, in spite of Armand or maybe just for a companion.
I listened to him and then said, "Armand is selfish if you dont mind my saying so. He loves me yes....but he's still remaining and dwelling on what Santino taught him. I'm in a no win situation if you will." I sighed and then hoped that my recent feed had warmed my skin a bit. "I do not know why I sometimes go back to Armand just to get into arguements and such. But do not worry. Armand will never ever know you're around. He and I can't read each other's minds so that's a plus. I'll take you to one of my places that I stay at while I'm here in New Orleans. I have two that Armand does not know about. He only knows of one. I go to the other two when he and I get into a fight. I have one on the far west of New Orleans and then I have one far South. You choose. And you can stay there as long as you want and if you want me to I'll stay with you."
"Umm south?" I asked, then I thought of something. "Can we get some food. I want to taste food and wine again." My mouth widen into a smile at the thought. I started to walk backwards in excitement. "Lets go buy food! Do you have money?" I stepped my foot back in the road at that moment aloud noise and bright lights came towards me. It wasn't terribly fast but it was faster than a horse and carriage could go at normal speed. The bright thing was just about to hit.
I instantly grabbed him and yanked him back to me our bodies touching. "Nicolas...you can't just do that okay. Those cars can kill you. Are you alright?" I asked running a hand through his hair and then down his face.I held him to me and said, "Things have changed terribly since you were last here dear one. Those are cars. And they don't just stop for anyone. They're the modern day horse and carriage."I remembered then his question and I laughed. "Yes My beloved Nicolas I am loaded with money. I have my own business and plus my own private island. So come...I know where to take you to get you some food you would like."
"Modern day? How is this so?" I asked confused and immediately wanted to go back to my own 'day'. This boy was incredibly close, our body's were touching, our noses were close too. I smiled as I realized that I was four times this boys age. "Cars, what ridiculous contraptions, what was wrong with a horse. Yes lets go get food." I said taking his hand and dragging him along. Ignoring the fact that this kid could kill me in a second.
"Well. Technology is what caused everything to evolve to what it is today. We have telephones instead of word of mouth. We have electronic or E-Mail to use instead of ground mail. We have air planes to get us from country to country in a matter of hours instead of days and we still have ships and boats just powered. We have television and computers. We have alot of things." I said to him. I could tell he wasn't feeling comfortable and I would vow to show him what each thing was."Cars get you to a city that's three hundred miles away in just a matter of maybe three or four hours where as it would have taken days if not weeks with a horse." I said to him.As he tugged on my hand to get me to follow him I laughed. He was eager and full of fear. I smelled it on him.
"None of those words are real." I said frowning stubbornly. "You will show me how these things work." I said turning down an alley. Where exactly was I going? "I like horses." I winced as we came underassult by light as bright as day and bustling people. I pushed him back in the alley with renowned strength. "It is daylight in that street! How is that so!" I asked looking up and down at the strange street with bright buildings with names lit up and a wall with massive moving images on it. I walked out entranced at the moving images. Explosions of great magnitude, images of war, starving people. Large objects flying towards the end of the sky, a sphere like object that was blue and green, a church, a cross. I watched these images, tilting me head, how absolutely terrifying and dreadful some of these images were. Then a lady started talking on this wall. The News? What ever happened to newspapers?
"Well I can take you to the west side of New Orleans where there are alot of horses. I own them. Clydesdales and Quarter Horses." I said to him.When he pushed me back because of the daylight, I released myself from him and walked out into the light made possible by electricity. "I'm not hurting or burning my friend. I'm safe. It's called Artificial or fake light. I am safe." I said to him.I joined him as he watched the images and everything. "That is called a plasma screen. Or a Television. And we still have newspapers. They are found in boxes like this one." I said showing him the newspaper box.
"Buy me a Newpaper." I asked him, what was this boys name again? "What's your name?" I asked confused, I hadn't listened the first time. I looked at all the people walking around, they wore such peculiar clothing.I looked to the boy. "I'm tired, I wish to sleep." I said wrapping my arms around myself. It had been along day, one point I was comtemplating death and carrying it out in France, my friends were in Paris but now I was here and there was no way of getting back. What had happened to them? I felt terribly home sick.
I took fifty cents and placed them into the coin slots where I opened the latched door and pulled him out a paper. "I'm Daniel Molloy." I said to him smiling warmly.I saw that he was getting sleepy and I hailed a cab to take us to my place in the west side of New Orleans where it was mainly country. Well it lied on the outskirts of New Orleans. "Get in and I will follow suit. This car will take us to where I need to get you." I said to him.I watched him get into the car and I followed inside behind him. "Do you wish me to stay with you?"
I took the newspaper, scanned the date and read it. "How peculiar." Then one of those car things turned up, I was dubious about getting into it, it looked rather small for a start and it had no horses! "Well of course! Why would think of leaving me at such a time!" I said terrified, I was in a carriage with no horses. No way was this boy leaving me right now. It started to move all by itself, "How does it do this?!" I asked Daniel, watching what the man in front was doing. "Do you know this man?" I asked.
I took his hand and held it. "It's ran by a motor. Horsepower. But not the horse power you're thinking my friend. Gasoline fuels this baby. And no I do not know this man. We're in a taxi. He's makes his money by driving strangers to where they want to go. He moves the car by pushing the accelorator and then stops the car by pushing the brake pedal. Very simple." I said to him.I brought his hand to my lips and kissed the top of it. "No need to worry. I won't leave you. I promise." I said to him. Which was why i was holding his hand.