Chapter 5 - The Enemies of the Past Pt. 1

    Lestat walked inside his castle, walking into the den and taking a seat on the couch. He didn't see Rose, so she must still be asleep. He grabbed the note he left and wadded it into a ball, throwing it in the fireplace. He then looked outside through a small window, the sun was starting to go down. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a few seconds he opened his eyes. Something wasn't right. He stood up and walked over to the window, staring into the distance. He sighed and walked down the hall, first to the closet. He opened it and grabbed a fur robe, silently opening the door to the guest room and laying it on a table next to Rose. He stopped and looked at her, sighing softly.

    He left the room, shutting the door behind him quietly. He walked into his study and grabbed a piece of paper, writing page long note. He wrote quickly but neatly. He grabbed a small knife and walked out of the study, putting the paper on the wall in front of the guest room and using the knife to hold it to the wall. He then walked into his room, pulling his armor out of the display and started to put it on, looking around his room as he did. After he got his armor on, he left a claymore sword on his bed, the sheath had Elvish words inscribe on it. He ran his finger over it before reaching under his bed and pulling out a black chest, setting it on the bed a swell. He stayed in his rooms for a few more minutes, walking out with his sword on his back. Even in his heavy armor, his foot steps were quiet inside. 

    He walked over to the door outside and looked down the hallway, looking at the only shield that was in a case for a few seconds before walking outside, silently shutting the door behind him. He made his way down to the lake and looked around. His red eyes glowing in the dim light of dusk. He turned and looked into the lake. "So, You've finally come for your revenge" Lestat spoke out loud, simply looking into the water.

    "Yes, and I've already gotten it" A deep demonic voice said loudly.

    "What?" He looked around. He started to think about Delilah, looking toward the forest. "What have you done?"

    "You took my son. So, I look something you love....or someone" The voice laughed. Lestat pulled his sword off of his back, swinging it with power through the air and slamming it into the ground. a massive column of energy shooting forward, everything within five hundred yards was obliterated, nothing but smoke and dirt left. Lestat took off in the direction that Delilah did, following her scent. After hours of leaping from tree to tree he came across a massive castle. He jumped to the gate and looked around. The guards were dead, though they did put up a fight. He walked through the gate and looked around the village. Everyone was dead. They were of all different races. Lycans, Elves, Vampires, and more.

        "The City of Peace" He leapt up to the large double doors of the castle, pushing them open. The sight was disgusting, even to him

   Around him were the bodies of young ones, elders, and women. "Ares, How could you allow this?" He looked at all the bodies, there were hundreds. He walked through the halls, getting to the throne room. It was sealed from the inside. He busted through the door with his shoulder, knights running at him. 

    "Wait!" An elders voice called out, the knights stopped. "It's Lestat" An elder man clad in armor stood up from the throne, walking up to him. He was only a little shorter than Lestat.. 

     "Ezekiel" Lestat extended his arm, the elder grabbing his mid forearm and shaking it. "Where it Delilah?" He looked around, not seeing her.

   "In the Infirmary, the bastard tried to ambush her while she was in the forest." The elder shook his head, looking up at Lestat. "I'm not sure if she will make it." Lestat looked down at him, taking his helmet off.

    "May I see her?" He spoke softly

    "Of course." Ezekiel said as he started to walk to the infirmary, taking his helmet off as well. He had the same skin as Delilah, his hair grey. He opened the door and held it open for Lestat. who walked inside quickly. Lestat saw Delilah on a cot, a bandage around her stomach. He walked over to her and knelt beside her. 

    "Delilah" He grabbed her hand softly. She opened her eyes a little and looked over at him, smiling.

    "Lestat" Her voice was weak. She grabbed his hand softly, She used her other hand to rub his cheek. "I'm glad I got to see you again, one last time" Her eyes were watery. 

     "Don't say that, You're going to be just fine" He smiled down at her softly, his eyes gave away his anguish. 

     "That's a lie, and you know it" She smiled back at him, tears rolling down her cheeks. She pulled him down, kissing him softly. He squeezed her hand softly as he kissed back. She squeezed his hand back. After a few more seconds, her hand went limp. Lestat pulled back and looked at her. She had died with a smile on her face. He kissed her lips one last time, throwing his head back and howling loudly after. Ezekiel walked over to him and put his hand on his shoulder, his cheeks were not spared tears. 

     "She loved you Lestat, but her death is on my hands... My daughter was innocent in this regardless. This war which we thought ended long ago has appeared to come back to haunt us" He spoke slowly. Lestat stood up slowly, putting his helmet on. He turned around and looked at Ezekiel.

     "How many knights do you have left?" 

    "A small handful. We sent a messenger to Victor, I'm not sure how long it will take though"  Ezekiel said, walking over to his daughter and pulling a blanket over her. 

    "I'll go alone for now, when they get here, I think you should be able to find us" Lestat said, walking out of the infirmary. Ezekiel following close behind. 

    "I'm sure I will" He said as Lestat walked out of the throne room. 

    Lestat walked outside to the village again, leaping from the top of the stairs into the trees, jumping from tree to tree and following his nose. As he jumped, tears rolled out from under his helmet.