I grew up a simple life in the town called Minoc. My father was a prominent public figure. A Proud Governor and business man. My Mother was a simple woman with a love for music. I was born December 19th, in our Estate outside of town. The first child of the Drown family, and my father’s pride and joy. I was doted upon by the entire town. Jokes were made that I should have been the little princess! Mother started teaching me music really young. She sang to me every day, and every night before I went to sleep. I loved her so much.
By the time I reached ten I was along side mother playing her piano, and the lute, and the flute. I sang loud and performed little shows for mom and dad. Daddy asked me to start playing and singing for those visitors that would come every week to talk business. Oh how I loved it all. the bright warming smiles, the applause at the end of my little show. Vibrant, so alive I was at that age. How I wish I could go back to those days, where I am loved, where I am safe and nothing could hurt me.
As I reached the age of twelve my life started to fall apart. There were no more small performances with my mother, no more singing, no more dancing. My dearest Mother became ill. Daddy and I sat at her side everyday trying to make her better. I sang to her at night like she used to sing to me, I comforted her. Months had passed and right before my birthday, Mother passed away in her sleep. I cried and cried for days I cried. My Father and I cried together and he told me, Mommy was in paradise, in a good place where she will always be loved, wanted, and taken good care of. A place where her voice can be heard and loved by all. My Thirteenth birthday was a silent one, I did not sing that year.
We mourned my dear mother for years before our lives picked back up. I was sixteen before I started singing and playing music again. Daddy continued to do business and I started playing for his clients once more. But my songs became sad, depressing, but I was still loved by my voice. I was beginning to be courted by the local boys of Minoc, and the sons of my fathers established clients, Noblemen. All I refused to engage myself with.
I was hell bent on staying at my father’s side. He was growing old, he needed me more. I would travel with him playing the lute, entertaining him and the carriage driver. I attracted many young men that asked for my hand. I denied them all. I would not be held down in a loveless marriage for the rest of my life, not when my father needed me more. Daddy, he was my love, my life. When I turned nineteen, we had a fancy party, and the entire town of Minoc and others from around Sosaria gathered to our estate to celebrate. I remember it being the happiest day since my mother passed on. He got me a beautiful black Grand Piano. I sat there and played and sang for all my guests. But little did I know, my nineteenth year of life would be my worst.
It was not but a few days after my birthday, nearing Christmas, that we set off to Skara Brae. My Aunt lived there, along with my little cousin Landon. He was twelve at the time, and so full of life and with a talent for getting into a lot of trouble. We detoured into the town of Yew first. But we were met with a dangerous welcome party. Monsters, all around us, chasing us through the town. Daddy held me close and told me we would be alright. But our carriage driver was snatched out of his seat, and I watched as these monsters tore him apart and ate him slowly. Daddy raced out, sword in hand, battling the brutes and dragging me away. He screamed at me to run, to get out of there. So I ran, but it was no use. I fell. I turned in time to see my father taken down; I watched those monsters rip him apart. An arm went one way, a leg another, his head ripped off his body. I was frozen in place. Gone, Daddy was gone!
I watched the monsters slowly come to me next. I felt pain all over my body and all I could do was scream. My screams somehow, someway, calmed the beasts attacking me. I took that chance and I ran, and I ran hard. My body near broken, I was bleeding to death. I felt fire in my blood. I managed to get to the moongate and someway, I ended up in Malas, Umbra. I collapsed to the ground, knowing full well I was near death. I starred at the dark sky and thought to myself, Mommy, Daddy; I’m coming home to see you now. Then, Darkness.
In the darkness I lingered silently, waiting to see the light and my dear sweet Mother and Fathers face in paradise. I tasted sweet iron on my tongue. Then pain, ungodly pain all over my body. I screamed and writhed and heard a coaxing voice. A mans voice, he told me to hold on, it will be over soon, love. At first I thought it my father’s voice. So I gave into it. Thinking when I opened my eyes I would see him not torn apart, hoping it was all a nightmare. Soon the pain eased, leaving my body sore, and my throat and chest, burning. I opened my eyes and saw a man, but he was not my father. He had a kind face, loving eyes, and soft touch as he helped me sit up on the table. He introduced himself as Marius, and then explained slowly what had happened. He was a Vampire, and he had turned me.
Monster! How could he! I accepted my death! I was going home to my Mother! My Father! WHY?! I screamed, and I cried, I could not look at him. I could not stand to have Marius near me. My blood, His blood inside me, longed for him to be near and to comfort me, but I could not bare to be in the arms and presence of the man, the Monster that made me into the very thing I hated most for destroying my life. I hated him. With every fiber of my soul. I HATED Marius Romanus! Whenever he would near me, try to touch me or comfort me I screamed! My voice reached out past towns and shattered windows. I did not care who heard me. I did not care at all! I could not lie down to sleep. The darkness flooded me, suffocated me. I would see the monsters tearing Daddy apart. I would see them coming to tear me apart. One night it was all too much, I ran. I ran far away from that bastard that made me a monster. I found a portal and I ran to it. Not caring where I ended up.
When I dropped from the portal, I landed in the middle of a cold field. Snow all around, empty. So I walked, and I looked all around. What I saw confused me. The streets were not of dirt but of hard stone material. Carriages were not pulled by horse, but moved all their own and made of metal of all kinds of colors. The People dressed in weird clothing and there were shops of all kinds. I had no idea where I was but I knew I needed to get away from the mortals that walked the small streets. I found a graveyard not far from where I was. That is where I sat and closed my eyes. I could not feel Marius anymore. He released me; he would not come after me. I was Unbounded.
I sat there in that graveyard alone for several days. I found a tomb to hide in during the day but at night I would stay awake and look up at the stars. One night a lone man walked into the area I was in. my throat burned, I needed to feed. But I refused to, I fought it, but I could not. I lunged at the man, biting his neck savagely and drank from him. I did not leave him alive. I panicked. I did not know what to do. I could not be caught or seen! I dragged his body into the tomb where I laid at night and left him there. I cried, for hours I cried. What have I become?
I spent the next week torturing myself over and over again. I turned my pain and suffering into songs and sang them to the gravestones. I made myself a happier place in my head so I could live with myself. One night I sang from my heart. I did not know it at the time, but I was being watched. I did not care at that point. He approached me slowly, his hair golden radiance. Eyes so clear and blue. Handsome, I thought him an angel. But he too was cursed, a Vampire. He knew I was one of Marius’ Progenies, and introduced himself to me as Lestat. I instantly felt close to him, and he became my close friend and companion. I told him my story, and how I came to be there. He offered me safe haven and protection. Swore to me he would never return me to Marius and that he would teach me everything I wanted to know. I believed him.
For the next five years Lestat and I traveled together, I toured with him to his many concerts, shows, and signings. Eventually he brought me on stage with him to sing. I loved it. The lights, the new sounds, the instruments that my old home never had. I took to them all, learned them all in short time. Along side Lestat I was a rock star. We were close, and loved one another. I do not know where I would be if Lestat had not found me that night. But I bless the day he did. He told me all about his life, his greatest achievements, and his failures. I was saddened by his failure as a sire to Louis. He truly loved that man, more then a childe, but as a lover. I was only slightly jealous. Knowing I will probably never have that sort of love for anyone, my heart could not bare it.
Lestat and I traveled Earth for a little over a decade. Companions, lovers, and greatest friends. I had branched off and started to do my own shows, concerts and signings. I loved the spot light as much as Lestat did. It reminded me of my old life. My mother and father would have been so proud. But I had started to get, feelings deep down in my chest. Feelings I have suppressed in order to keep myself moving. I needed to go back to him. My Maker, My Sire, Marius. Over the years Lestat told me more about him that I did not stick around to find out. Marius was kind, gentle. Eager to help those in need and I realize, that is what he did for me. I would be dead or worse, a Lich had he not turned me, saved me. I had to go back and tell him I was sorry. So when Lestat told me he was returning to Marius’ side as well, I went too.
I stepped out the portal and right back into the world I was born. I landed right in Umbra. I knew my way home to Marius. I walked there silent, praying that he would not kill me upon arrival. I entered his home and found a Piano. I sat there and waited for him to come down. He knew I was there, so I played. I lost myself in the music and shut the world out to calm my nerves. I put myself in my own little world. Paper flowers of pink and blue, clouds of candy to sing lullabies, and a purple midnight sky. I felt him at my side and stopped playing. He told me to continue, so I continued playing for him. Once my song was through I looked into his eyes and I saw something I had not seen before in someone other then Lestat. Love.
He forgave me for leaving him, and drank from me. He saw all I had done in the ten years I was away from him. But no more then that. I drank from him and felt the love he had for me. The joy he felt that I had returned home to his side. He showed me exactly how loved I was, right then and there. It was hours later and we sat on the sofa, I in his arms. He stroked my hair, and I felt so comforted by him. His daughter, Brelynn came home and was slightly confused by me. But we smiled at one another and were polite. His wife then returned home, I remembered her before. I knew she was, slightly off. I quickly moved out of the way. Pandora suddenly started to argue with Marius. I knew the rules of Vampires. I knew the chemistry between a sire and his progeny. His wife was furious! The next thing I know she was on me, her fangs buried deep in my neck. I let out a shriek and cried. I knew there was nothing I could do. Marius finally got her to release me and I cried, so hard I cried. And I ran.
I sat in Umbra shaking, and crying for hours over that. Finally I come back to face my fears only to face the monster again. Lestat found me in the inn, and stayed with me that night. Consoling me and comforted me as he always did. He convinced me to return to the little Inn he was staying at for the time being so I could speak with Marius once more. So I stayed with him there. It took Marius some time to find me there and speak to me. He consoled me and told me it would never happen again. Pandora came to speak with me next. The thought “Crazy bitch!” came to mind when she walked in. I feared her and kept my silence and heard her out. After the long talk I then felt she and I were to be great friends.
Some weeks after returning Marius had an apartment set up for me. It was so beautiful and I loved it. He spoiled me with gifts and spent time with me. I cherished every moment. I learned that he and Pandora lost one of their children, Saralyn. They were suffering from it. I was his comfort, the one he could run to when it got too much. I would sing and play my music for him. He loved me for it. We spent wonderful nights together in that little apartment. He was my sire, my rock, and I his Musical Mistress. I was content with this, even though I watched my new friend Merida go through so much torment with her own sire only to find the love of her life, Armand. I too wish for that kind of happiness someday, but I am not ready I do not think.
I learned he had built Lestat and Louis a penthouse across the way of my apartment. He also built a bigger apartment there so I could be close to my dearest friend and his love. Marius, needless to say, spoiled me with gifts and priceless things. But the thing he spoiled me most with was love and adoration. One night he came to me, expressing his concerns with his wife. I sang to him as I always did, but when he asked me a question I do not know what came over me. I spoke out my opinions. I hated to see him hurting so much! What else was I to do? I confessed what I thought of Pandora when I first met her and the moment she attacked me in his home. And I spoke of other things but he stood, and got angry with me. He yelled and snapped at me thinking I was challenging his wife, I was not. I love Pandora now. I know what pain and suffering she has gone through, I understood what he was going through. I sat there silenced as he yelled, and then he left.
I sat in that apartment crying hysterically. My friend Merida and her fiancé, Armand came to visit. Armand, such a kind man, also my sired brother, explained to me Marius is old, he does not change a thing. But I was so confused! I love Marius; I had never been yelled at or snapped at before like that. When they left I ran to the one man I could count on to comfort me through that, Lestat. We sat and wrote new songs and he helped me record them. I poured my soul into my music once more. I stayed there with him that night. The next night Marius came to me. I was terrified to speak. I would not speak. I could not handle him angry at me again. I nodded to let him know I heard what he was saying to me. Then he asked me to rebind myself to him. Our relationship would not be that of a man and his mistress but a sire to his Progeny. I did not know what to do. Pandora then came to visit and I quietly told her all that had happened. She was furious! Not at me, but at Marius! She said that she finally allows him a mistress and he messes it up! I could only shrug and I decided to rebind myself to him, perhaps it will help I thought.
The next day I called to him, and he came to me as Lestat and I were finishing a song in our new recording studio. I told him I was ready and we went into my new apartment. He took me in his arms and held me close, and slowly started to drain me. I did not fight it. I knew he would not let me slip away. Slowly darkness came to me, my mind raced and I felt my world shatter again. I felt cold and alone as I felt the night the monsters came and stole my father from me. Darkness, no escape from the darkness now. I tasted his blood on my tongue and I heard him telling me to drink Mary! Drink my girl! I didn’t at first, I thought maybe I could slip away now, but I then realized I am a monster now. I would not go to paradise with my mother and father I would be stuck in an eternal hell, live or die, I was in hell. So I drank from Marius and I felt us reconnect.
I could hear him in my head. Asking if I could hear him, asking if I was there. I opened my eyes to see the man I have come to love as my sire. I answered him through our minds and he told me to rest. I slipped into dark sleep once more. Darkness again, I could see monsters, I could see my father. Oh God why?! Why are my nightmares back!? Get me away! Please someone save me! I can’t do this alone! I screamed, I tried to wake up desperately, so I screamed louder and louder! I felt arms around me, pulling me from the darkness but I was being pulled, I could not awaken from it. I heard him, Marius, he commanded me to awaken and with a snap, my eyes opened. I saw Lestat holding me cradled in his arms, worried look in his eyes. Marius was at bedside as well, also worried. Poor Louis, stood at the foot of the bed wondering what was wrong and had no idea. I broke down and cried into Lestat’s shirt, I was lost. I cried myself back into a fitful, but dreamless sleep, knowing Lestat was near to fight away my monsters.
Now I sit in my new apartment in silence. I cannot step outside into the world anymore without Marius’ permission. I cannot sleep at night, I cannot speak to anyone except Lestat and Merida occasionally. I pour myself into my music thinking of nothing else but getting through the day. I cannot burden Marius with my troubles knowing he is also troubled. What else do I have in life now? Time, something I have a lot of now, can only tell. Let’s see where it goes shall we?