Destruction of the Legends: The Rp

Story Line:
Not far off into the future, an underground organization, Talamasca, which records and watches the paranormal activity in the world, decides to take out the most dangerous and difficult immortal being, Lestat, a vampire with abilities compared to no one.
Jacob Gilbert the head of the Talamasca has had a life time obsession with Lestat and is determined to destroy Lestat and his companions to eliminate the most powerful group in our world.

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It was a clear skied night in the city of Paris. Lestat sat on the tip of the Eiffel Tower watching the tiny lights of the cars fly along the roads of the city below. He had a tiny headphones in his ears, the lyrics and beats of his music from his short but thrilling music career pounded in his ears.
It had been months since the news of a new Talamascan leader reached him. The Talamasca had always been a threat to Lestat, ever since he came out to the world through song, he had put his kind on the map and now the new leader wanted him dead and Lestat knew it.

Darkness had finally fallen, and Aurelia was finally free to roam about Paris at her own will. The day had been long, and hiding in the shadows was all that she could do to keep herself alive... or whatever it was vampires were. She pulled on a plain overcoat, paused for just a moment to straighten out her physique, and continued out into the cool night air.

Her pale skin glowed gently in the pure moonlight as she walked down back road toward the Eiffel Tower. Aurelia hoped to find Lestat nearby, knowing he usually meandered around the area. As people passed her on the street, by curiosity the men wanted to come closer to her, but by instinct most stayed away and just gaped. A smirk played across her thin lips each time one avoided eye contact with her. It was entertaining for Aurelia to play with these pathetic, worthless mortals... but yet she wished to also have a beating heart.

Reaching the base of the Tower, she gazed up and picked out a small being at the very tip.

"Lestat..."

Her voice was barely audible to any passerby's but she knew, even as he sat high above her, he could hear her all too clearly.

Lestat glanced down at the base of the tower several hundred feet below him.
He took at deep breath and stood to his feet, the idea of having to tend for the young vampires tired him. He remembered trying to teach Louis and Jessi and them abandoning him after they grew tired. Yet Aurelia was different, she left before he could teach her so she was forced to come back.
He jumped from the tip and gracefully fell to the ground beside Aurelia.
" Come dearest, we mustn't stay here." He walked off toward the street leaving Aurelia behind to catch up.

Aurelia could feel Lestat's slight tension as he landed silently next to her, and she wondered what could possibly be bothering him. His appearance always seemed to catch her off guard, no matter how often she saw him. But Lestat moved quickly and swiftly, leaving her staring after him. Aurelia pulled herself together and hurried after him. His words had struck a cord though. She was finally able to walk freely in the darkness, and now he wanted to go somewhere else? Hopefully not back indoors.

"But why? The night is young! Why can't we stay? "

Her heart, her mental heart, wished for adventure. More restrictions would probably send her over the edge. Mortals looked so free, so careless. Aurelia quickly cut off her train of thought, realizing Lestat could possibly be tuning in. She turned and her eyes connected with Lestat's as she waited for his answer.

He gave her a piercing stare then answered in a cold voice.
" I'm feeling hungry. I need to find something before We go mingle with the mortal beings."
He turned at the final word and keep walking. He didn't have to walk far before he found a young women alone in the park around the Eiffel Tower, He sped up leaving Aurelia behind. He crept up on his prey and grabbed her by the throat, stabbing his teeth into her veins, the blood pouring into his mouth. When he had finished he let the women's limp body fall on the park bench.

For a split second, Aurelia forgot her place as a 'young' vampire. She knew she was weaker than the others, but that was no reason for Lestat to treat her as a mere child. Her eyes narrowed, and a quiet growl could be heard under her breath. How long would he continue to treat her like this? It would be a long forever if he continued to keep this up.

But she was brought back to reality as she witnessed Lestat's hunt. It was vicious and merciless, just like his personality. Aurelia looked from the now dead woman on the bench then back to Lestat. And then it hit her, like a brick wall collapsing on top of her. The luscious scent of human blood. It was utterly mouthwatering, and her throat began to burn. She couldn't remember the last time she had been hunting, which probably wasn't good for someone new like herself. She could turn savage and ruin the secrecy of all vampires. But if she didn't get blood quickly, that was certainly quite possible.

Lestat licked the last of the blood off his lips and smirked at Aurelia.
" you look unwell child, do you need to feed as well?"
He knew her weakest was her hunting. She withheld from eating for so long until she couldn't bare it and then attacked. Lestat on the other hand killed several times a night, most of them just for fun. He didn't habor mortal emotions much anymore and nor did he care for the ones he did. The only vampire who ever knew Lestat's secrets of mortal emotions was Jessi, who had come across Lestat's journal.

'Child...' The word rang through her ears. The only thing that could possibly subside her bloodlust, for atleast a few minutes, was his lack of confidence in her ability to hunt. It was frustrating as he smiled teasingly at her. He knew how weak she was. She knew how strong he was. And if it wasn't for her split second reasoning, Aurelia would've probably attacked Lestat, no matter how useless it would've been.

She restrained herself though, and knowing she would have to eventually prove herself to be worthy, Aurelia stalked off in the other direction. The hunt was on, and she quickly caught a scent that pleased her, which was pretty much anything by now. It led her to a decent looking middle aged man walking on the sidewalk of the main road. It was sparsely populated, but no other mortal could stop her even if they tried. Aurelia slowly approached him, using every ounce of control left in her. He was immediately drawn to her beauty, something she had always used to her own advantage.

"Hey."

He spoke to her, sounding casual, yet there was an undertone of fear he probably wasn't aware of. She quickly silenced him by pulling her lips to his. The kiss, lasted for a few moments, his hand running through her hair and down her back. But it was shortlived. If she couldn't be human, neither would this man, and she brought her lips down to the base of his neck. Razor sharp teeth sunk through flesh so easily, and Aurelia drank deeply, draining the human of all life.

Lestat watched her from the roof of a brick building along the road. He had always been proud of her ability to draw in her prey and kill. One thing he had fought with for years. He didn't show it, but Aurelia was beautiful to him, she had skills it took him years to develop and had no sense of others he had since his transformation.
He dropped down to the street and glanced her way, saying her name as he looked.
" Aurelia, come now we have business to attend to."
He started to push his way through the many drunks and whores who lined the sidewalk.The smell of urine and alcohol filled his nose.
" Foul creatures."

"Finally." Jessi sighed as she emerged from the shadows. It was a long day, sneaking around in the shadows. But now she was free to roam around, like a mortal, like she used to be able to do. Her movements were swift, but graceful. The Eiffel Tower, his favorite spot in Paris. She knew she would find him here, or somewhere near there.

She saw a lady lay limp on the park bench. A middle-aged man lay dead with bite marks on his neck.
“So you were here huh?” she said and took in the scent of Lestat. With his scent fresh in her mind, she took off following him. She was moving faster than before, resisting the temptation to feed off of one of the prostitutes. She had him in her sights at last.

Lestat picked up on Jessi immediatly. She was his favorite creation, the one who had provoked him, and pleased him the most. She was pure and divine to him, unlike any other vampire he knew. She knew things about him others did not, and he held her close to himself.
" Aurelia, we have company. Jessi has decided to join us on this clear evening. Haven't you Jessi?"
He spoke to her as if she was standing next to him ven though she stood quite far back. He knew she could hear him.

Aurelia dropped the corpse of the man onto the sidewalk as Lestat appeared before her. He of course took little knowledge of her, just barely glancing her way, but the way he said her name told her much more than she ever wanted to know. It was a rarity if he addressed her by name, so she knew something must've been triggered in his mind. Aurelia followed him quickly, curious of what this 'business' really was about. True, she had heard rumors, but they were vague and she was unsure of what to really believe.

Her nose wrinkled at the stench of the crowd of mortals. The drunken men hollered and cat called as she passed, some even trying to reach out and grab her. Each one was so innocent, so unsuspecting, and so utterly useless. Little did they know, their lives could be put to an end sooner than they thought. And yet she still wished, deep down, that her heart could still pump blood through her empty veins. But that didn't matter now, nor would it ever matter. She was a vampire, and would stay that way for the rest of eternity. There was no turning back.

Lestat spoke her name again, yet it held less meaning than before. He said that Jessi, the only other female vampire she had ever come in contact with, was near. In Aurelia's perspective, Jessi was kind, sweet, and understanding, the complete opposite of all those she knew. But Jessi irritated her, they seemed to start off on bad terms and things were never settled. Aurelia, stubborn, naive, and young, saw Jessi as nothing more than an annoyance that wouldn't keep away. As Lestat acknowledged Jessi's presence, Aurelia narrowed her eyes once more and her muscles slightly tensed as an instinctive reaction to the approaching vampire.

"You know I can keep away for long." she smiled approaching them. "Aurelia, long time, no see." she said.
After a moment of silence,
"Have you found out more about the Talamasca? Or should we discuss this elsewhere?" She stared at Aurelia. It had been a long time since she'd seen her, and even though her appearance didn't change much, something was different about her.

Lestat took Jessi's Hand and started to guild her down the street.
" We mustn't dicuss all this here. Too many spies are lingering around the streets these days. Come down let us retire to my house and discuss the matter at hand."
He walked on almost completely ignoring Aurelia, until he reach the street corner and was about to turn onto another bright lite city street.
" Don't fall too far behind Child." He adressed at Aurelia.

As Jessi appeared and stood next to Lestat, Aurelia could barely contain her hatred and returned Jessi's stare with a menacing glare. Yet she couldn't help fell like the lesser being. Indeed she was younger, in both mortal and immortal years. She was weaker, and had less control over her emotions. Yet she knew that the rebellion that started to boil within her would do no good, Aurelia was young but not stupid. To take on one let alone two more experienced than her would be nothing more than completely rash.

She decided to keep silent though, and listened intently instead. They had mentioned something about Talamasca, and she knew that she had heard that before. But just as her hopes for some excitement started to rise they were stomped to pieces at the mention of going back indoors. Aurelia scowled figuring she really had no other smart choice but to follow the two down the street. That is if they wanted her to follow, which Lestat had a odd way of showing it. Aurelia shook her head, grimacing and rolling her eyes, as he called back to her. She picked up her pace, catching up, but stayed a few feet behind.

Lestat could always sense Aurelia feelings as well as ever other vampire he had ever created, he made them, tiny bits of his blood had run through their veins which connected him to them. He could find them in a crowd, sense the presence, even feel what they did. He admitted to himself it wasn't a responsibility he had ever wanted yet he never wanted to face immortality alone either.

Lestat never said much about his feelings and he tried to never show either. He knew he was harsh with Aurelia but he was trying to prove a point to her, she had abandoned him after he had chosen her to be with him as a companion and now she was going to face the consequences.

He guided Jessi to the front steps of a small Paris apartment not far from the Eiffel tower, right in Lestat's favorite part of his native country, right where his house would have been hundreds of years before. He placed the tiny key in the key hole and pushed open the heavy wooden door. The building had been transformed into two loft like rooms. One taking the top two floors the other the bottom two. Lestat rented the bottom two out to backpackers and elderly people, since they often posed no threat to his safety, the top loft he lived in while in Paris.
He began the climb to the door leading into his home, the staircase was narrow and long. He reached the top swiftly and opened the door, holding it open for Jessi and letting it close not waiting for Aurelia.

It was simply aggravating to know that you weren't completely accepted by your creator. The more Lestat pushed her away, though, the more she wanted to be near him. It was an odd mix of feelings that confused her, making her question herself, her existence. If he didn't need her, would she just walk the earth for all eternity as this soulless being until the end finally came? She didn't choose this life, and that was what annoyed her the most. Why should she have to suffer when Lestat and Jessi and all of the others seemed so content with themselves?

Aurelia stepped slowly up the stairs, and opened the door as if she were just letting herself in. It was either that or she waited for his permission, which she refused to do. Lestat may have created her, but he was not her master, at least she didn't think so. Aurelia simply stood in silence, waiting for the conversation that just had to be indoors to begin.

The room was was dark, a few small lamps lite certain areas of the room. Lestat took a seat on the retro velvet couch and watched Aurelia make herself at home. Neither Jessi nor Aurelia lived with him as other companions of his had.
" As Jessi mentioned the Talamasca are once again on my tail. After the last incident involving Jessi, Marius and myself, they have refused to let me. Now that Jacob, my biggest fan, thinks I suppose as a threat alone with every other vampire, there has been rumors that they were planning to rid this world of our kind."

Sitting herself down on an armrest of a thick chair near the center of the dark room, she couldn't help but to look around. The faint glow of the small lights, which would have been warm and welcoming anywhere else, were rather eerie as it could barely penetrate the darkness. Being back inside, though, only made her more miserable, during the night she should be able to roam freely. Of course Lestat wouldn't think of anyone but himself, nothing more was expected of him. But he could come and go as he pleased, it just wasn't fair. Ha, and he wonders why I left him, she thought suppressing a smirk.

Aurelia had little interest for things that had great importance to others and those she wasn't very informed about. It bored her...greatly. But then Lestat began to speak of this Talamasca again, and she became intrigued almost instantly. She had obviously missed Lestat's first encounter with this group, but the name Jacob had rung a bell. It had been mentioned to her maybe once or twice while she was being told the 'rules.' She had seen some flinch at the name, some grimaced, others simply smiled and laughed. And soon realizing why, she couldn't help this time but to smirk and slowly shake her head. Aurelia, who was maybe too cocky for her own good, thought it was ridiculous for a human to even think they could take out a vampire. But she did wonder how that could even be possible.

"So... What's that mean for us?"

" It means you won't be out at night alone anymore. I want you to be accompanied by myself or Jessi from now on."

He knew those two phrase would push Aurelia to her limit. She was naive and unaware of what a conspiring group of humans could do. They held the advantage of daylight more most vampires and if they found the location of one vampire they could find the location of any vampire if they tried.

" Before you protest, you're young and don't know what to expect. Jessi and I have dealt with this group before. My word is final and if you chose to disobey me, you will not be returning to me alive again."