Subj: The Revenge of Nicholas Blair Part 6
Date: 7/16/00 10:01:31 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Shadowalker
Lestat tasted the bitterness well up in himself towards Barnabas. Bitterness, betrayal, hatred, abandonment and loathing.
Barnabas had left him to deal with the angry mob. Lestat knew he was outnumbered and already defeated.
He had lived centuries and lived fully, knowing of all pleasures to be found upon this earthly realm. But now, the reality of it all was now to end, as it all came crashing down around him.
The mob grabbed his arms. They appeared to almost hate touching the flesh of Lestat, as if his vampiric being would leave them as he was. Jostling, pushing and shoving him towards what would be his final death.
The Church stood in front of him, jeers and threats were screamed in his ears,"baby killer! Murder!"
The acrid smoke from the torches filled his nostrils. They pushed him around so his back was against the grainy wood. A rotund priest then appeared in his face, and spat the words, "take ye to Hell, servant of Satan".
The priest raised the sharpened wooden cross over his head and plunged it deep into Lestats heart.
Lestat roared in pain, and with what life he had left, raised eyes that were slowly clouding over with the blackness of death, searching for Barnabas.
Among the angry faces of the crowd, he found him, only to see him turn his back on him and walk away.
Nothingness finally enveloped Lestat.
He would not see Barnabas turn once more to look at him with relief on his face. He would not know that Barnabas had become disgusted and revolted from his blood feasts involving innocent children and babies.
And he would not know, that it had been Barnabas that had told the frightened priest where to find the vampire.