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Post by Sybelle on Oct 10, 2006 0:49:43 GMT 1
(Continued from Sybelle's Dungeon)
I enetered where Louis was at. He was chained to a wall. I merely laughed. My laugh had a hint of evil to it. "Well...well...well...well. If it isn't Louis de pointe du Lac all chained to a wall." I said laughing evilly again. I stood before him and gazed at him. My mind wanted me to torture him but I didn't know how Santino would handle that information of my torturing his prisoner. So instead I said, "Dearest Louis, I have plans for your Lestat. That is should he ever decide to come to your rescue. But I highly doubt he will." I paused for amoment and then continued on with, "You see, ever since I've been here, I had done the same thing as you. Hoping that Armand and Marius would rescue me. I tried to escape last night, but I was attacked by a werewolf. The only one who answered my cries was my new master Santino. He has offered me so much more than my snobbish impish uncaring maker and wanna be maker has ever offered me."
I walked over to the cell knowing he had been in there. "Why do you cry for Lestat? He can't hear you. Just like Marius is deaf to my calls. Quite frankly I'm glad you're here. You will see and know the hurt and loneliness that I have come to know. Oh Yes. You're going to love it all. I am now Santino's Queen. Just think...you will get two choices. You can join us...or...you can join Lestat in his death. I'll be nice and let you think about it. Afterall, you're the damn reason why I left. Lestat lied to me and for that he will die or you will one. I'm not going to change my mind. Never once. Your moping and crying won't get you anywhere." I said to him. I merely waited for him to speadk to me.
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Post by Louis II on Feb 10, 2007 19:46:27 GMT 1
I heard a familiar voice speaking to me, and though it as a voice that, some time ago, I had been killed to hear, now I was relieved. That is, until it sunk it exactly what it was that she was saying to me. I was chilled to the core. First Santino, then Dracula. Now Sybelle? Mon dieu, what was the world coming to? I was surrounded by a seemingly inevitable fate that was torturing me by rearing its ugly head from every corner. It was becoming inescapable, and I could struggle and scream, but I would wind up nowhere.
And then, she began to speak of Lestat. "I have plans for your Lestat. That is should he ever decide to come to your rescue. But I highly doubt he will." I squirmed and gasped out, "Don't touch him! Do not touch him or bring him here! I hope to GOD he doesn't come here! He does not need to be subjected to this torture! Non, mon dieu, let me die!"
The thought of Lestat in this position was enough to kill me, and for a moment, I thought I had died. I wanted nothing more than to protect him, and to save him. And if that meant that I had to remain within the confines of this place for eternity, I was willing to do it. I didn't hear the rest of what she said, only that she stopped talking. And the tears stained my cheeks as I spoke. "Non, please...keep me here. Torture me. Kill me, but leave Lestat alone!"
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Post by Sybelle on Mar 6, 2007 17:15:39 GMT 1
I looked at Louis and just laughed so evilly at him. "What makes you think that I would listen to you? After what Lestat promised me? That he would never hurt me? What does he do? He let's me fall asleep in his bed and then you two argue...oh yeah I heard it all. Even the part where you two fucked your brains out." I said to him as I paced back and forth.
But then I suddenly stopped and bent down before him, "You see Louis...I will have him die before you...then you will watch Armand die. Just before I have you killed, Santino and I will engage in intimate relations before Marius' very eyes. Then you will die at our hands and Marius will not be able to save you nor will he be able to save me because I am not who I used to be. You all will pay for hurting me. And if anyone should try to rescue you, they too will lose their life. And I will be the one that takes of that blood. I will consume of their life force and then I will become initmate once again with my darling Santino and offer that blood to him. For he is my king. And I am his queen. Queens are meant to be submissive to their kings."
I backed away then and began to pace the floor again before my twins awoke. I was thinking. I had to think about how to do things. Just at that moment Mina came in with both the twins in her arms. "Sybelle, they are wanting you." She said to me.
I took the babies and held them close to me. "You see Louis, everything me and Santino do. Will affect their future. These babies will belong to us. They will be the ones to rule should something happen to Santino and myself. Louis...Meet Leland and Arianna. The next in line to the throne of Santino. They are the future coven master and mistress. They will take the place once we raise them right and they are old enough to take over." I said with a smirk kissing each twin carefully on the forehead.
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Post by Louis II on Mar 12, 2007 15:02:42 GMT 1
Was she kidding? She had to be kidding. I listened to her words, and for a moment, I was tempted to laugh. Mon dieu, this was too much. Perhaps I merely meant to laugh in order to keep from crying, but regardless of my reasoning, eventually I realized that she was serious. That did not alleviate the tension from the situation. She had lost her mind! The precious pianist had lost her mind! Well, it was a habit of Lestat's, making his lovers lose their minds. It all began back in Paris, in the 1700's. I pitied that poor violinist, at times. And now, I began to wonder if the insanity was specifically reserved for his musician lovers. Non, that was not the case, for here I was offering my life up for his. Oui, I was certain now that I had gone insane.
I still struggled to free myself, grunting in frustration when nothing worked. "What makes you think that I would listen to you?" she declared, angrily. "After what Lestat promised me? That he would never hurt me? What does he do? He lets me fall asleep in his bed and then you two argue...oh yeah I heard it all. Even the part where you two fucked your brains out."
I was close to a red flush, somewhere between anger and embarrassment. I thrust my hands to my hair, and ripped out a few strands. "Sybelle!" I cried out, desperately. "It was never our intention to hurt you! You must understand that I have known this man since 1791. There are promises that he made ME as well! Promises that he has not fulfilled until now. Please, Sybelle, s'il vous plait...you must understand. Lestat had promised himself to ME as well, before your liason with him." I reasoned that if I could explain it to her this way, perhaps she would understand. I wanted to take the whole, Hey, I've been there approach to the situation. Evidently, it didn't work. She continued, spouting out her plans.
Why was she telling me this? Why? "Stop! STOP!" Finally, I could no longer take it. Tears were streaming down my face, and sobs choked me like the evil things that they are. "Stop, Sybelle! Please..." And then the infants. The "line of Santino," or whatever it was that she said. I cringed. As if he needed MORE. "Sybelle, Santino is using you. HE is the evil one! You cannot possibly believe everything that he says to you. Please! Look at those infants. Do you want them to grow knowing about such horrors? Look at the way you hold them. You love them..." But my words were mostly muffled by my weeping. "Please, Sybelle, do whatever you wish to me. But not to Lestat. Not to Armand."
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Post by Sybelle on Mar 17, 2007 3:22:03 GMT 1
I placed the babies back into their stroller and kissed them both instructing Mina to find them some blood and put it into bottles. I looked at Louis. Of course Leland started to cry so I picked him back up and just instructed her to take Arianna and carry her to get her some food. I looked into my precious boy's eyes and held him gently. I looked at Louis for a moment and said, "NO! YOU LIE! You Bastard. You know that Lestat did me wrong. He wasn't in love with you at that time. He was in love with me. Or do you mean that he just wanted to get into my pants? To take my virginity that I carried over into Immortality?"
I paced back and forth rocking the little baby in my arms. Louis was trying to tell me something. I laughed and said, "Hah...give up Santino? NEVER! He was the one that saved me from a death I really did deserve. I didn't see my make here when a wolf shredded me to pieces. Nor was Armand here when Santino gave me his life's blood to sustain me and get me well. What makes you think that I am insane?"
Yeah I was questioning him and thne he mentioned my babies. My adopted twins. He was right, they didn't need to see this and I sank to my knees and cried holding onto Leland as he slept in my arms. "Oh god Louis...You're right. you're so very right. My children shouldn't see this. They need to be with their grandfather. They need to be...." I paused at what I was saying.
Snapping my head up I looked at him and said, "You're trying to get me to turn my back on Santino. THe man that loves me. That saved me from death. Give me one good reason why I should spare your beloved Lestat and your precious Armand?"
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Post by Louis II on Apr 7, 2007 16:11:18 GMT 1
"Give me one good reason..." That was what she had said. I ran it over in my mind, again and again, content to play her insane little game. She had lost her mind, I was certain of it now, and so I had to attempt to make some sense where I could. I was having immense difficult discovering what it was that I could do. I had at least affected her in some way. She was crying now. She was a mother. I smiled inwardly at that. At least, at the end of the day, that was what mattered the most for her.
"...one good reason."
A thousand thoughts zipped through my head. The main one: How to save Lestat. Undoubtedly, though he had probably meant to defile her, had not known about her virginity. He had done a million regrettable things in the past, but he would have never done something like that. Never. I knew him too well, and in knowing that it would more than likely only be a temporary thing, he wouldn't have put himself in a situation to hurt or be hurt. Oui, even the great Lestat de Lioncourt could hurt. And my first thought was the fact that Lestat would hurt if he saw me in this state. I wanted to prevent it. I wanted to save him, and never have to tell him any of this.
"...one good reason."
Alors, for a good few minutes, I could not concentrate on anything at all. I could not gather my thoughts, as her erratic actions had shocked me too intensely. But finally, I spoke, though my voice was shaking. "The reason, sweet Sybelle, is this and this alone. You love them. Whether or not you are angry with them for betraying you, you love them! Could you truly do this, when you know that you are to regret it? Mon dieu, Sybelle! Lestat never meant to hurt you. I know he didn't! He wouldn't have! Not when you saved him. Oui, Sybelle! It was YOU. You brought him from his comatose state. I am in debt to you, Sybelle! Please, don't do this! Kill me if you like. Get me out of the way! But leave Lestat alone!"
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Post by Sybelle on Apr 25, 2007 16:32:54 GMT 1
I looked at him. He was right. I would regret killing Marius and Armand. Tears still fell. I held Leland in my arms still. I placed him into his stroller and paced back and forth. I was going crazy I knew it. I just knew it. I lookd at him and said, "They never loved me. NEVER! If they did they would be here right this moment trying to save me. Where are they? Probably somewhere making love to each other. Sharing that precious blood. Armand never wanted me and Benji this way. He wanted that bastard Daniel. That drunk who didn't deserve this...this life." I made a motioning with my hands.
I looked as Leland stirred but continued to sleep. I growled and paced even more. He mentioned I saved Lestat. I moved oh so fast to Louis and grabbed him by his head each hand cradling it making him look directly into my eyes. "He did too hurt me. And I didn't save him. The only thing I was doing was playing my piano. My Appassionata to draw my Armand home. The Armand that you, Lestat, Marius, and Daniel have stolen from me. And now with all this going on. Santino is paying them all back. Stealing me. Stealing me away from those who don't deserve me. And if Lestat truely cared...he'd have came to me that night you two made love and told me that he still cared about me. But no. He drove me away. Just like everyone else. Use and abuse me." I said to him releasing him almost pushing him back.
I walked over to the spot that would have been perfect for a window and stared as if there was one there. Louis was trying to bring me back but it wouldn't work. All I wanted was someone to love me. "I just want to be loved. Is that so hard? I tried so many times to tell Armand that I loved him before Marius gave me the dark gift. And when I got that dark gift...Armand abandoned me. I cried for nights on end. I knew he was out fucking Daniel. I knew that he didn't love me. It all made sense. I'm not a male. I don't have what you have between my legs. Instead I have breasts and the opposite of what you have. I'm cursed. Of course. That's why there aren't that many of us women vampires. That's why Gabrielle stays out by herself. She doesn't want to deal with abunch of gay vampires. This is why Pandora...why she left Marius to begin with. She couldn't handle being pushed to the side so Marius could make love to Armand whenever he wanted too. It's why Akasha went insane and why I wished Akasha had killed every last male vampire there ever was. This is why the twins seclude themselves from us. This is why I'm here with Santino. He cares. He's showing me what it's like to be a woman. He knows my needs and he, himself needs a woman...not a man. Haven't you ever realized why there aren't that many women vampires?" I said to him.
Starting to pace the room again I continued to think. I had to do something. I lookd at him and said, "No. I will kill them all. And I just might ask Santino if we can turn you into our little play thing. Yes. I think that might do nicely. I can watch him rape you over and over again because it will be against your will. Hmmm I might just tell Santino to do that before I have Lestat killed. Yes. That sounds wonderful. Make the blonde bastard pay. Make him cry for the pain he's caused me. And...YOU. He's the one that had your little Claudia killed. He sided with Armand. He was the one that instructed Armand to have her killed for trying to kill him. Armand always needed extra persuasion. You will come to love your new life. And when I take you to my bed...I will not be harsh. I will be gentle. I will not treat you in the way that your beloved treats you. How he mocks you? And besides...I can get you all the books you want. I can make your life worth while. What do you think Louis? Could you handle such a life?"
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Post by Louis II on Apr 25, 2007 17:01:26 GMT 1
"Non!" No, I couldn't handle such a life. I was playing and toying with the idea of possibly being without Lestat, but all of the things she was saying only confirmed the one thing that I had begun to think all along: she was insane. Girl parts, male parts, breasts, cock, whatever! She was turning it into something completely different than it was. How could I explain it to her? Lestat and I were not interested in sex. We couldn't be LESS interested. The sex was merely a way to bring us closer together. Lestat and I had spent over two hundred years without ever experiencing such an intimacy, and our relationship had still flourished. The sex was nothing in comparison to the sharing of our blood. The sex was nothing except a desperation to be so close to him that we couldn't stand it. The sex was a way for him to claim me. I gained no pleasure from it, nor did he, until there was blood sharing. And that was not the point anyway.
But in her ranting and raving, I saw a possible out. An out, at least, for Lestat if not for me. "No one is here," I told her slowly, my head still reeling from her angered touch, "because no one knows that they NEED to be here. They haven't had time to figure it out. And Lestat can't read my mind, Sybelle. He's my maker, remember?" Perhaps my words were something that was nothing short of bitter, but what else could I be? I was upset now, and felt no need to hide it.
But my possible out came with her admonishment of me. It came with her sordid plans to capture me, and use me for her own sexual perversions. Perhaps I could bargain with her. And...she had made a promise of literature. At the very least, if I was releasing myself to the passions of a woman gone insane, I would still be able to lose myself into a book nightly and attempt to forget about the fact that I would never see Lestat again. I knew that I never would, but at least I would know that he was safe. Oui, I would compromise with her. I hung my head in sudden submissiveness, and nodded. "Oui," I murmured, "I will live that way. I will give you what you crave, Sybelle. The company, the sex, the love, the affection, the sexual deviancy, anything and everything. I will be yours, without complaint, to do with as you please as long as you swear that you will not harm Lestat. I will never even mention him again if you only promise me that you will release him. Let him go."
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Post by Sybelle on Apr 25, 2007 19:37:20 GMT 1
I stopped dead in my tracks at what he had said. He was wagering Lestat's safety for the life here. I looked at him. "Louis..." I said.
I moved to him and some how released just his arms but not his feet. I sat next to him. More like collapsed next to him in a heap of myself and cried. I rocked myself. I was being cruel. Marius would never have me act this way. "Louis...I...I...what's going on with me? Why do I sound so cruel all of a sudden. I couldn't harm you. I can't harm Lestat. I can't harm the ones that I love. I...I..." I said to him. My blue eyes returning back from black to their normal vibrant blue. Red tears streammed down my face.
We both were here. In this mess together. We both had managed to get kidnapped. Looking into his emerald green eyes filled with such sorrow and pain. "I'm sorry. Louis. I don't ... I can't...I'm sorry. I won't hurt Lestat. I won't hurt you. I will beg for everyone's release and I will die within this place at Santino's mercy. Even if I have to release you all in secrecy. I'm not who I used to be. Take my children with you please. Make sure they get a good home. But when I release everyone, I'm going to go down in flames. I will take Santino and this place with me. I promise you one thing Louis...That you will escape. And you will be with Lestat. You have what I will never have. Love. The truest form of Love and you proved it to me tonight." I said to him.
Tears continued to cascade and I wiped one away and said, "Armand won't understand. Promise me you will explain to him why I went to my grave before him. That I ... did this to protect you all. To save you all."
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Post by Louis II on Apr 26, 2007 3:06:12 GMT 1
Now, she was attempting to play the martyr. Part of me wanted to run in the other direction at her release and just be free. But the other part of me knew that I could, and would, never do that. Instead, I sighed and lowered my arms. They were released now and I rubbed my raw wrists. They were pained, yes, but not unnaturally enough to torture still. Already, the bruises were healing. But I could tell that, deep within me, there was a part of me that was slowly dying. And I wondered if it would be there at all for Lestat once/if he returned.
But in the meantime, I had the most bipolar vampire of all to deal with. Children, blood, Santino, death, fire, suicide...mon dieu, my mind was swimming with her changes of mood and her proclamations. It could never just be one thing with her, I was slowly beginning to realize. It could not just be partial. It could not just be freeing me, or torturing me. It had to be sexual torture. Or suicide in order to save me. I was confused, and I was disgruntled, and more than anything else, I was frustrated.
But still, I wanted to play her game. Reaching out, I wrapped my arms around her body and held her close. "Shh, Sybelle, no one has to die. Not you, not me, not Lestat. No one has to know about this at all. You can just release me, and then run. Santino...he's sadistic, but he's not invincible. Even he has his weaknesses. S'il vous plait. Don't let it come to this. I do not want your blood on my hands."
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Post by Sybelle on Apr 27, 2007 11:25:39 GMT 1
He put his arms around me and I just sank into them and cried. He was right. We could all get out of here without harm. I just had to figure out how to get us out of here without both of us being mauled and before the others arrived. I sat up instantly. "Louis...we must escape before Santino returns. But...I don't know how to escape so that we both don't get mauled. I got ripped apart almost the other night by some werewolves. I have a vehicle but I don't know where to drive us to so we can get off this place. What do we do?" I said to him.
I wiped at my tears and just waited for him to think of something. As old as he was compared to me he was smart enough to think of such things right? I smiled and said, "Please tell me you're thinking about how to get us out of here? I can unchain you its just the matter of us getting out of here. And Mina...she can take care fo the twins or something."
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Post by Louis II on Jul 11, 2007 19:15:42 GMT 1
All of this was almost too much for me to bear. I've dealt with a lot of things in my time - death, life, emergence, submergence - but never had I been given the duty of something as rapidly declining as this. There was no way that this was going to work, and when it didn't, it would be on my conscious. Sybelle's would be clear, and I would be left without any semblance of thought as to what to do. There had to be some kind of vampiric rehabilitation for this kind of thing.
I wasn't used to having such responsibility thrust upon me. In fact, the thought scared the wits out of me. I had been given the responsibility of fatherhood once, and that had gone horribly awry. Even in my mortality, I had been given the job of supporting the family, once my father had passed away. My brother went insane before ending his life. I had never quite been able to grasp the concept of responsibility, nor did I think I ever would. I wanted to be out of this, but my mind was flying far too rapidly. I could barely think of my own name, much less an escape plan. I also knew nothing of these halls and passageways. All I knew was that they were nothing like anything I had ever seen before. Perhaps my mind had misconstrued them to be more frightening than they were, but I was overwhelmed.
Sybelle was weeping openly against my body, and I allowed my fingernails to drag through her hair. It was slightly matted, and I could only imagine the horrors that she had experienced recently. I did not want to know. Nothing good could ever come out of a liason with Santino; even I knew that. He had certainly been helpful during Lestat's little love affair with the psychotic vampire queen, but there was no possible way that he was that same, helpful vampire anymore. Not the way that Sybelle was talking. Besides, he probably only wanted to help because he'd have an excuse to kill someone.
The point was, Sybelle was crying and I had no idea what to do. I sighed. "Sybelle," I began, cautiously, "I don't know this place like you do. I can't...come up with a plan. I don't know where Santino is, or what he's doing, or even if he'll present himself to be a problem. Truth is, I'm just as scared as you are, if not moreso." I hesitated. I couldn't believe what I was about to say. "I think we should...wait it out. Play Santino's game. Wait until Lestat comes." He would come. "He will. I'm sure of it." He'd better.
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