Chapter 6 - Memories

          "Wake up!" Integra heard, quickly jumping from her bed and pulling a pistol from under her pillow. As she looked around she saw nothing but her room. She sighed and sat on the bed, rubbing her head with her other hand. How did she get into her room? She didn't remember falling asleep...she couldn't even recall what she was doing before so. The stress must've been getting to her. As she slid the pistol under the pillow she looked outside. It was still dark out. 

          After getting her other pistol and sliding it into her shoulder holster, she grabbed her jacket and slid it on. She reached for the door knob but hesitated for a second. Where were the spot lights on the roof? She turned around and walked back to the window, the front lawn was empty. No check point, no trees, no landing area. She drew her pistol quickly "Seras!" She shouted as she backed away from the window. She turned to the door, slowly opening it and aiming down both sides of the hall. It was a different house altogether. A hall lined with shields. 

        Tribal shields, Ancient Greek shields, Roman shields, all kinds of shields. None after about 400 A.D. she thought to herself. How did she get here? Was this an illusion of some kind? She touched one of the shields, feeling the ice cold metal. She glanced over and saw a glass case, walking over to it slowly. It was a shield of Sparta. Her father told about how they were the definition of soldiers. Rumored to be decedents of Hercules himself. How around three thousand of their forces stood up to over twenty thousand at Thermopylae, showing discipline makes the difference. 

        Why? Why was she seeing this? She turned from the glass case to see a massive fire place with an equally massive painting above it. A man of about her age standing next to a wolf, clad in armor. It was a beautiful painting. The couch behind her is what amazed her the most. It was quite strange to see it here with all this old stuff. It looked custom built but she couldn't tell what kind of material it was made out of. She returned to the hallway, brining her pistol up as she began to check the doors. Most of them were locked but two were open. A closet of some kind and a kitchen of sorts. As she went further down the hall she found another door, opening it and seeing a massive forest. She saw a figure in the background. A feminine silhouette with black hair disappearing into the distance. 

      As she stepped forward she had to look down at her feet, looking up to see a Roman style palace. She blinked a little and raised her pistol again, quickly looking around. She could hear voices this time though. She slowly stepped up the stairs, able to tell it was Latin that was being spoke. She stepped into the open palace, no guards in sight. She could here two voices clearly. A male and a female. She silent made her way inside, following the voices into a court yard. She peeked out and saw the same black hair as earlier, following it down to see a small set of horns. A red-skinned woman talking to a man clad in armor. A human by the looks of it.
     
    Before she could see anymore she could hear armored foot steps behind her, slipping inside the court yard and hiding behind a bust. Looking out from behind it she could see a man that looked similar to the woman starting to join the conversation. After talking for a few seconds they all looked down at the ground. What was going on? A few seconds later a few soldiers of some kind walked in, wearing a strange black armor. They spoke to the man who just joined for a few seconds before returning outside. The man, who looked much older than the woman, looked over at the man who was clad in armor. He looked to the ground as he spoke, not waiting for a reply before walking out. The woman began to cry a little as she hugged the man clad in armor, whom took off his helmet before hugging back.    

    The man didn't look like most Romans were thought to have looked like. Yet, there he stood clad in a centurions armor. His blonde hair was probably what seemed to be strangest, as it was rare then. The man spoke softly, kissing the womans head gently as he pulled her close. She could see his lips move as he whispered a few more words, using his finger to push the womans chin up softly. He leaned down and kissed her gently before the older man from before called into the room. The kiss only lasted a few seconds before the woman had to leave. The man watched her walk away, looking at the floor as he turned around and walked further into the court yard. As Integra stood up she quietly stepped out of the court yard while the man was turned away, backing into a hallway.She turned to walk away, only to run into a guard. The guard quickly began yelling at her in Latin, quickly drawing his sword. Integra went to raise her piistol, only to see empty hands. Where did her gun go? The Guard hit her in the head with the hilt of his sword, her vision slowly fading to black. 

      She wakes up and rubs her head softly, looking around. "What the?" She was in her room, Lestat asleep next to her in his humanish form. What just happen? As she looked over at Lestat she could see a very strange white substance flowing from his body. Was this his aura? It looked like a very light smoke but seemed to stand out in the air. She could see some of the substance being absorbed into her skin. She stood up slowly, still rubbing her head. She looked out side to see the sky filled with lights. Looking over at Lestat and she got a little up set. Why was he in bed with her? She thought back and remembered talking to him earlier, but couldn't remember after that. She walked over to her door and opened it up. She could hear the soldiers moving about the halls, constant radio chatter echoing in the halls. She walked down to the basement, finding Seras cleaning her rifle. 

     Seras quickly looked up at Integra, having heard her come down the stairs. "Are you alright?" She said softly, setting her rifle down and standing up. Seras sounded a bit worried, her head tilted to the side slightly. 

     "Yes, I've just had a strange dream" She looked over Seras, whom was walking closer. "What happen? Why was I laying in bed with Lestat?" Integra was a bit irritated. Did she really dream up everything she saw? 

    "You fell asleep at your desk and he carried you to bed, but you grabbed onto his shirt and wouldn't let go" Seras blinked as she looked over Integra, feeling her head softly. She had a normal temperature but did look a little off. Integra shook her head slightly. The stress had gotten to her. She turned to walk out, stopping in the door frame. 

     "Do you trust Lestat?" Integra glanced over her shoulder as she spoke, Locking eyes with Seras

    "Uh, well, I uh....I don't know. After what happen with Walter...It's hard to see who you can trust." Seras looked down as she spoke. She wanted to believe that Lestat was trustable, but she wasn't going to just assume. Integra simply turned and walked upstairs to her room again. She opened the door and looked inside. Lestat was gone. Had she woke him up? She sighed and quickly plopped down onto the bed, falling asleep again almost instantly. 

    Lestat sat on the roof beside one of the machine gun nests, admiring the stars. He could see much more of them than the humans, many many more. His eyes danced over them before he started to speak. "So, Did I scare her or something?" He spoke softly before glancing back. to look at Seras. The soldiers in the nest turned around to see Seras, almost a little surprised they didn't hear her come up. 

    "Worried her most likely." She walked over and sat on the ledge Lestat was sitting on. "She wants to trust you...we all do. But-" She didn't finish before Lestat started to speak again

    "This Walter person." He glanced over at her. Seras was a little surprised he knew about it. "I've dealt with my fair share of traitors. I know what's it's like." He looked down slightly. Seras nodded a few times, looking over Lestat. He must've had to deal with it a lot longer as well, having plenty of more time to think about it. 

      "I'm sorry that we can't trust you right away....but I know you aren't bad." Seras leaned over and kissed his cheek before standing up, and walking inside. Lestat smiled a little and looked up at the stars again, sighing softly. He wondered how the humans would see it, slowly shifting into a form not yet seen. A tall brute looking man, with light blonde hair. 