Laciva

            My name is Laciva.  I am the daughter of Akasha, the Mother of all vampires.  To me, she was a beautiful woman.  To others, she was a monster.  She fed off the blood of the humans.  She rampaged the world, trying to retake her throne.  Sadly, she died.  I will take her place.  I will continue where she left off.  And now, here's my story.

            I remember, vaguely, the night Lestat came to see her.  He was walking up to her statue.  I was a statue also.  I was standing a little to the left of my mother, cloaked in shadows.  My mother's arm rose and he bit it, partaking in her rich blood, which flows through my veins.  After he was done, he glimpsed me.  I gazed at him, considering we were living statues, my mother, my father and I.  Lestat slowly crept over to me.  I heard him whisper.

            "My gosh.  She's beautiful.  She looks just like Akasha." Of course I did.  I had my mother's long, raven hair, slender body, and deadly long nails.  My eyes weren't green like hers, they were silver.  I slowly raised my right arm and placed my hand on his cheek.  I felt him grab my hand and hold it.  He rubbed my fingers and kissed my hand.  How gentlemanly.  Then, he departed, after hearing his master call to him. 

            After that night, I remained a statue.  My mother and I had a telepathic link.  I could see and hear everything that was going on.  The link was severed after she died.  I cried, tears streaming down my rigid cheeks.  After I mourned, I decided to wake up.  I felt myself get softer as the hard stone began to turn into my skin.  I became real again.  I slightly stretched, hearing my bones crack.  I looked down at myself and realized I was wearing a long, sheer, black wrap.  I walked over to my father and gazed into his twisted face.  I smirked at him.  Then, like a spear, my hand pierced his stomach.  I heard him scream.  I laughed as I brought out my hand.  Thick, dark red blood coated my hand.  I licked the blood off. 

            I stared at my father's bleeding stomach and leaned over to lick it.  Then, I went off on him.  I started tearing into him, my long nails digging and clawing every which way.  After I finished, there was nothing left of him.  There was just a bloody mess dripping from his throne.  Happily, I walked to the back, into my mother's room.  A huge, full-length mirror was against one wall.  I glanced around the room.  A giant bed was on the other side of the room.  The blankets were a deep emerald green.  I slid over and touched them.  They were soft and velvety.  It felt good.  I saw a large chest in front of the bed.  There was an intricate lock on it.  Slicing it off with my nails, I opened it.  My mother's clothes lay within.  I sifted through them and finally picked out something. 

            I picked out a silver top with circles dangling from it.  It was made from metal.  I found a long silver skirt to match it.  I ripped off the wrap and slipped into my clothes.  The metal was cool and comfortable.  My hair was down and I wore a black, shiny headdress.  I took off the headdress and placed it ontop of the mirror.  I saw a dresser near it.  There was an array of headdresses on it.  Spying a sparkly silver one, I tried it on.  It had a dangly piece hanging from it that went into the middle of my golden forehead.

            I took it off and it floated in the air beside me.  I decided to style my hair.  Quickly, I plaited several parts of my waist length hair and pulled them into a tight bun at the back of my head.  I left the rest of my hair down.  Plucking the headdress from the air, I gently placed it on my head.  After all that primping and dressing, I floated to the doorway.  I turned into black smoke.  As the smoke, I floated up through tiny cracks in the ceiling.  I hovered over the floor.  The room I was in appeared to be Lestat's room.  I left his room and slithered down the stairs.  My being filled the whole stairway.  I finally saw a large opening.  It was a room.  I saw Lestat and his master sitting in it.  They were looking at a crackling fire.  At the bottom of the stairs, I turned back into myself.  With silent footsteps, I crept slowly up to them.  They were unsuspecting of me. 

            Getting behind Lestat, I started to play with his hair.  His hair was soft like rose petals.  His master saw me.  He gasped.

            "Lestat!  Behind you!" Before Lestat could turn around, I sliced his master's face.  Blood dripped profusely.  I put my hand to his face and it started to sizzle.  He screeched in agony as his face burned away.  Finally, I chopped his head off with my hand.  It landed on the floor.  I stared at his head and body and they burst into flames.  I smirked.  Lestat stood up and turned around.

            "Remember me, Lestat?" I asked softly.  I smiled at him.  He returned the smile.

            "Yes Laciva.  You're so beautiful." He answered, leaning forward to kiss me.  I put my hand up, stopping him.

            "You killed my mother." I said gruffly.

            "No!  I didn't--"

            "Yes you did Lestat!  You drained most of her power.  You shall die like she did!" I shrieked at him.  I lashed out and bit him.  I scratched and clawed at him.  He flew up in the air.  I rose, too, my arms spread out.  He lunged at me and bit my neck.  I threw him off.  Stretching my arm, I put my hand up.  With my power, I pulled his heart out.  It flew into my hand.  It was still beating.  Lestat started to fall, slowly.  I floated towards him, taking him in my arms.  I cradled him as he breathed shallowly.  We floated towards the floor. 

            I knelt on the floor, his head in my lap.  I still held his beating heart.  He whispered something.

            "Laciva.  Why?" He managed to get out.

            "Because.  You killed my mother." I answered harshly.

            "I…..love…..you." He hissed, then he died.  His heart was still beating.  I squeezed it until it burst.  Blood dripped down my hand.  Lapping most of it up, I wiped the rest on his lips.  It seeped into his mouth.  I leaned over and kissed him.

            "Goodbye my sweet." I whispered, getting up.  I started to walk away.  I looked back at the damage I'd done.  An evil smile crept along my face.  For you mother.  I walked away, my neck wound healing rapidly.  I departed the castle and stood on the edge of the cliff.  I looked back at the castle.  I glared at it, and with my mind, I made it implode.  I turned back around and transformed into black smoke.  Floating in the air, I hovered a little and took off.  Where was I headed?  I don’t know.  I'll find someplace.

            As I floated along, I spotted a city full of lights.  It was magnificent.  I suddenly heard a noise.  It sounded like music.  I love that sound.  I flew over to a building that was dark and looming.  That was the source of the music.  I found a vent shaft and went into it.  I slowly made my way through the shaft, finally seeing soft lights coming through slits.  I slowly slid through the slits, looking like deadly black smoke.  A lot of people were gyrating and writhing to the music.  Dancing.  That's what they were doing. 

I finally drifted into the crowd, reforming back into myself.  The people gasped and slowly moved away from me.  I stood there in the middle of the floor, looking about at the awed faces.  I started to dance to the music.  I writhed and threw my arms into the air.  I feel free.  I spotted a tall, handsome man.  Lowering my arms, I waved my hands in his direction, beckoning towards him. 

Cautiously, he shuffled towards me.  His dark skin shined in the light.  He came up behind me.  Encircling my waist, we danced together.  I turned around and grabbed his neck.  I didn't choke him.  I just tenderly held his neck.

"What's your name?" I asked him, staring deep into his dark brown eyes.

"Jerome.  What's yours?" He answered, his hands pulling me closer.

"Laciva."

"Pretty name for a pretty woman." He breathed.  I planted a big kiss on him.  My essence flowed into him.  He broke off and shoved me away.  He must be startled from my image I placed in his mind. 

"Who are you?" He shouted at me.  I floated towards him and grabbed his face.

"I'm a vampire, Jerome!" And with that, I heard a screech come from the crowd.  I turned and saw a girl with a gold dress come tearing from the crowd.  She was mad.

"Who do you think you are?  Tryin' to come up in here and take my man!" She yelled, putting her finger in my face.  I bit it off and spit it back at her.  She screamed as she cradled her finger. 

"NEVER PUT YOUR FINGER IN MY FACE AGAIN!!" I boomed, hissing at the crowd.  My fangs were out and ready for anybody.  People started swarming me.  But, they flew away.  I used my power.  Then, the people burst into flames.  I grabbed Jerome before he could catch on fire.  He looked at me once then fainted.  I enveloped us both in my black smoke.  We flew back through the vent and out into the city.  I flew for some time.

After a few hours of flying, I finally spotted a green area.  Trees.  Lots of them.  I flew close to the trees and peered through.  A huge house stood there.  It was like a mansion.  It was a mansion.  I floated down toward it.  Lights were on.  People lived there.  Hum.  I'll get rid of them.  I flowed through a vent outside of the house and arrived in a bedroom.  No people there.  I materialized beside the bed, laying Jerome on it.  I slowly crept to the door, looking around the hallway.  Nice place.  Well furnished.  The house was of a dark cherry wood color.  How quaint.  I slid down the hall, searching for the people.  I stopped at some steps.  I heard loud voices.  I floated down the steps and saw two people.  They were arguing.  I walked up to them.

"Please, please.  Stop this at once." I spoke softly.  The curly-headed woman looked at me.

"Who are you?" She asked bitingly.

"Your worst nightmare." I answered, baring my fangs.  I lunged at them.  They shrieked as I came down on them.  I bit them in several places, blood spilling everywhere.  I stood up, looking at the damage.  I blew a white smoke over the bodies, preserving them for Jerome.  I slithered back up the stairs and into the bedroom.  Jerome still lay there.  I crept up and touched his forehead.  He stirred, then woke up. 

"Aah!  Where am I?" He asked, startled.

"We're in a mansion.  I found it." I answered, stepping back.  I walked to the window and looked out.  The night was turning to day.  I saw the orange sun slowly creeping up.  It didn't bother me.  Not one bit.  I heard Jerome get up.  I pivoted on one foot and saw him coming closer to me.  He looked down at me.

"Were, were you the one at the club?  You, you set those people on fire." He stammered.

"Yes I was.  Do you believe me when I say I'm a vampire?" I asked, getting closer to him.  He looked uncomfortable, but that subsided.  He shook his head no.

"What about the image I placed in your mind?" I questioned, grabbing his head softly.  With that, I flung him to the floor and got on top of him.  He squirmed under me.  I turned his head, revealing his smooth neck.  A smile crept along my face.  I bared my teeth, my fangs coming down.  Like lightning, I rapidly sunk my teeth into his flesh.  He squirmed a little, then stopped.  I sucked a lot of his blood, then I stopped.  I started putting more of my essence into him.

After a few minutes, I let up and got off him, licking my bloody lips.  Jerome was knocked out.  Using my power, I floated him to the bed.  Leaving him to rest, I explored the house.  I roamed the halls and all the rooms.  This place was dark and dank.  I love it.  I spotted a large door.  Gliding toward it, I raised my arms and opened it with my power.  The room was huge.  It was some sort of ballroom.  The floor was beautiful.  It was a mosaic.  The tiles tickled my bare feet.  The walls and ceiling were painted.  The walls depicted a battle going on.  A battle between humans and vampires.  Interesting.  I floated towards one wall.  I saw my mother at the top.  Her arms were outstretched from her sides.  My gaze went down the wall.  Her skirt billowed out and branched off into her children.  Her deadly offspring. 

I flew upwards, to the ceiling.  I saw more humans trying to fight us.  Stupid humans.  I touched ground and returned to my mother.  As I gazed lovingly at her, a big white spot caught my eye.  I flew towards it and stared at it.  A missing piece.  I wonder what it could be.  I saw another portrait of my mother just above it, she was fighting off some of her children.  My evil brothers and sisters betrayed her.  I'm glad they're gone.  Just then, I felt a presence.  It was Jerome.  I swung around and saw him standing at the door.  He was staring at me.  I smiled and he returned it.  He glided towards me. 

"This feels wonderful." He said, grabbing me in a hug.  I grasped him just as tight, laying my head on his chest.

"I know, my love.  This is a beautiful feeling indeed.  So much power." I told him, raising my head and looking into his eyes.  I could sense he was in love with me.  He lightly kissed me.  I pulled him away.

"Come, Jerome.  I saved some food for you." I said, beckoning for him to follow me.  We walked down the hall and glided down the stairs.  The people were still there.  I sucked off the smoke I blew on them.

"Now my darling.  Eat." I ordered him, raising my arm in their direction.  Jerome shuffled over to them, hovering.  Then, attacked them, biting all over.  I saw their rich blood starting to pool.  I felt my fangs slowly coming down.  No.  Suppress it, Laciva.  Let him have them.  He needs the blood.  After a while, he stopped and stood up.  Blood dripped down his chin.  I was drawn to him like a magnet.  I kissed him hungrily, lapping the blood up.  I laid his head on my shoulder.

"Bite me Jerome.  Take of my blood.  Get my power." I told him, feeling his fangs pierce my neck.  I gasped lightly.  I felt some of my power go into him.  He let up and stood back.  He gazed at me.  I saw the power in his eyes.  His eyes were coal black, but they started to lighten.  The power flowed within them.  He smiled.

"Now I see Laciva.  You are a vampire.  I'm one, too.  I see that vampires hate sunlight.  But not you.  You're special." He said, walking over to a window.  It was now daylight.  Sunbeams cascaded through the window.  He walked through the rays, laughing.

"Ahaaaaa!!  This is wonderful!  I feel the power coursing through my veins!" He shouted, lifting his arms.  He walked over to the bodies and raised his hand.  I saw the bodies burst into flames.  Yes!  Now we can wreak havoc together!  I came up beside him and took his arm. 

"Come my dear.  Get out of those clothes and into some new ones.  I shall change, too." I said, pulling him upstairs.  We went into the bathroom and looked it over.  It was huge.  The whole bathroom was marble.  The bathtub was large and rectangular.  I turned on the faucet with my mind.  Jerome walked over to it and began to undress.  I stripped off my clothes, also.  I removed my crown and floated it to the sink. 

As soon as the water filled up to the brim, I turned off the water.  We slowly slid into the warm water.  I began to wash myself.  I felt a soft sponge on my back.  It felt lovely.  I did the same to him.  After we took a bath, we got out and walked back to the bedroom.  The water soaked into our skin.  We walked into the room and looked in the drawers, searching for clothing.  Jerome found a pair of black jeans, a black T-shirt, and black socks.  He put on some underwear and the clothes. 

Tearing open the closet door, he searched for some shoes.  He threw shoes out and found a pair of black tennis shoes.  Slipping them on, he looked himself over.  He walked over to the dresser mirror and looked at himself.  But, he saw nothing.  He got angry and made it crack. 

"I don't like these clothes.  I shall get my mother's clothes."  I told Jerome, slipping on a silk robe.  I sat on the edge of the bed and closed my eyes.  I saw the castle.  The rubble was still there.  I looked through it and found the basement where my mother's room is.  I saw the still open chest.  Closing it, I lifted it with my mind.  I transformed it into black smoke.  Floating out of the rubble, the smoke made its way to me.  

After a few seconds, I sensed a presence at my feet.  I opened my eyes and saw the beautiful chest.  I opened it and searched through her clothes.  I finally found a long, black skirt with diamonds at the waist.  I plucked a diamond top from amongst the clothes.  It was similar to a human female's-what is it?-bra top.  Stripping off the robe, I quickly put on my clothes.  I found my sheer, black wrap.  I held it up and eyed it.

"How shall I wear this, Jerome?" I asked, showing him the wrap.  He turned away from the cracked mirror.

"Like a cloak my dear.  Make it hooded." He replied, stepping to me and grabbing my shoulders gently.  I smiled and went through the chest again.  I found a beautiful brooch.  It was a silver oval.  I put on the wrap and made a hood.  Then, I gathered some material at my neck and clasped the brooch on it.  Perfect.  I looked out the window.  The sun was shining brightly.  I turned to Jerome.

"Come Jerome," I said, grabbing his hand, "we shall go play." He smirked evilly.  Just before we went downstairs, I floated my crown to my head.  It plopped perfectly into place.  We glided downstairs.  He went to a closet that was near the stairs.  It was a coat closet.  He found a long, black coat and put it on.  We left the premises.  We flew into the air, turning into black smoke.  We glided along.  Spreading across the sky, our beings created dark clouds.  How delicious.   A storm's a brewing.  We finally arrived at the city.  Touching down on top of a building, we turned back into ourselves.  I looked up at the sky.  It was darkening quickly.  Thunder and lightening boomed loudly in the distance.  I saw people down on the sidewalks.  I heard gasps and utterances.

"Oh my gosh, Cindy!  Look!  A storm's coming!"

"Whoo!  It's dark out here!"

"Wait!  What's that on top of that building?" I saw a red-headed woman point up at us. 

"HUMAN SCUM!  I AM THE MOST POWERFUL BEING EVER TO BE BORN ON THIS EARTH!" I shouted, raising my arms.  I felt Jerome's gaze.  He also raised his arms.

"WE SHALL RULE THIS PLANET!  ALL OF YOU WILL BE ELIMINATED AND REPLACED BY OUR SPAWN!" Jerome shouted, laughing maniacally.  Suddenly, lightening cracked the sky and struck a building.  The building collapsed rapidly, chunks of metal and glass raining down on the people.  They started screaming and running.  I took joy in this.  Jerome and I jumped from the rooftop, gently floating to the ground.

Landing on the ground, we saw people streaking past us as more buildings collapsed.  Then, with my power, I summoned demons from above.  These demons were hideous.  They had large gaping mouths, huge wings on their backs, and sharp claws.  They were humanesque.  They swooped down on people, grabbing them and flying away.  As we walked along, I saw a person lying on the ground.  He was bleeding badly from his side.  It appeared to be a slash from one of the demons. 

"H-h-help m-m-me, please." He barely got out.  He raised his hand towards me.  I kneeled on the sidewalk.  I bared my teeth, my fangs coming out.  I bit into his side, chewing at his flesh.  He screeched in pain.  Jerome lunged at him and bit at his face and neck.  The man died instantly.  We stood, blood running down our chins.  People continued to run frantically away.  More demons came down and scooped people up.  One landed next to me.  I turned and spoke to it.

"Keep taking people.  Bring them to our home." I ordered it.  It shrieked an answer, then flew into the sky.  Jerome and I leapt into the air and hovered over the city.  We surveyed the damage being done.  My demons were causing buildings to collapse.  Lightening cracked across the sky, then struck a building.  It exploded, sending shards of glass and metal in all directions.  I saw people running away from the debris, some got slashed and cut up. 

"Come Jerome.  Let's go home." I said, turning to Jerome and grabbing his hand.  He smiled at me.  We turned into black smoke again and floated to our mansion.  When we arrived, we became ourselves.  Standing outside, I looked at some plants on the ground.  With my mind, I made them snake and curl around the house.  It feels more homely this way.  Entering our home, we went upstairs to the ballroom.  Torches were in the back two corners.  I lit them.  I saw two thrones sitting at the back of the room.  They were tall and beautiful.  Gliding towards them, we sat down.  Jerome's clothes changed.  His shirt changed into a sparkling top.  It had sapphires, rubies, diamonds and other jewels adorning it.  His jeans turned into big-legged pants.  His shoes and socks disappeared, leaving bare feet.  Jewels appeared in their place.  My clothes changed also.  A long, black dress appeared.  It had a high collar, a plunging v-neck, long bell sleeves with slits, and slits up the front of the skirt.  It felt so soft and smooth against my skin.

I heard a soft sound, like wings flapping.  The door burst open and in flew five demons, carrying two people each.  They dropped the screeching people on the floor.  The demons stood near the door, like guards at a gate.  I made the prisoners stand up. 

"W-where are we?" A black-haired man stuttered.

"You are in our mansion.  You all shall be our minions." I answered, raising my hand towards the floor.  The floor rose and swallowed their feet, holding them in place.  They gasped nervously.  I stood up slowly and glanced from person to person.  A smile crept across my face.  I shuffled cautiously up to the first person, a young man with blond hair and green eyes.  He smiled nervously. 

"What are smiling at?" I asked quietly, stroking his clammy skin.

"I-I-I'm n-n-nervous." He replied, his eyes darting around.

"You won't be nervous for long." I assured him.  I slashed his neck, blood gushing out.  I went from person to person, slicing and slashing them in different ways.  Soon, they all were spilling blood on the floor.  I heard the demons licking their lips. 

"Let us feast Jerome." I said, going up to a woman and biting at her side.  Jerome slid up to a man and bit at his face.  We drank most of the people's blood until they were slumped over.  When we fed, we injected our essence into them.  The demons fed on the blood that was on the floor.  We sat back in our thrones and watched the people.  Within minutes, a person slowly stirred and straightened.  The man was dazed and confused.  But, he smiled.  Just then, more people stirred and arose.  They too smiled.  Their clothing changed into black outfits.  The men and women had long, black trenchcoats on.

"My Queen.  What is our first task?" A honey-skinned woman asked, grinning eerily.

"Go and convert more people.  Put an image of us into their minds.  They shall all serve me.  Now go!" I ordered, waving my hand at them.  The people fluttered through the door.  I looked at Jerome.  I smiled.

Meanwhile, the newly converted people were wreaking havoc.  A woman saw someone lying on the ground.  She walked up to him.

"Are you all right?" She asked softly.

"Come closer." He whispered, his fangs silently coming down.  As she leaned closer, he bit her neck, putting an image of Laciva and Jerome into her mind.  One of the vampire women went to her boyfriend's house.  They were sitting on the couch, making out.  As they kissed, her fangs grazed his bottom lip.  He started to pull away but she gripped him closer.  Her fangs pierced his lip.  He shrieked and fought to get away.  But she held fast, sipping his blood.  Through her saliva, the image of her King and Queen went into her boyfriend.  He fainted.  The others went out on the town, going to clubs and going in stores to find victims.  They did, and it was a success.  They found twenty people.

Back at the mansion, Laciva and Jerome were sitting in their thrones, watching the demons fight.

"That's enough!  You don't want to lose your strength when you fly do you?"  They shrieked loudly, standing back up.  I heard my minions coming down the hall.  They came through the door, carrying people.  Dumping them on the floor, they came and stood behind and beside Jerome and I.  The people started to stir.  Then they stood up abruptly.  They looked at us.  Their clothes didn’t change yet.  They just stood there, glancing around.

"What's wrong with them?" I bellowed, looking to my right at a tall white man.

"I don’t know.  The essence from you was fresh.  We got it right off the bat, my Queen."

"Maybe you should give them your essence, my love." Jerome suggested, stroking my hand.  I got up and glided towards the first person I saw.

"Do you fear me?" I asked angrily, grabbing his head tightly.  He just stood there, shaking.

"DO YOU FEAR ME?" I shouted, squeezing his head tighter.  His head popped in my grip, leaving blood and brain matter on my hands.  His body slumped to the floor.  I held up my hands, the brain matter dropping from my palms.

"See what will happen if you don’t change?" I asked, looking from person to person.  They all backed up slowly.  The demons raced up and stood behind them.  I lowered my hands and lapped up the blood.  I slit my wrist and glided up to a trembling woman.  I put my wrist on her mouth, my blood gushing out.  She fell to the floor, blood dribbling down her chin.

"Aaaagh!  WHY WON'T YOU CHANGE?" I yelled, shaking the room.  My wound slowly closed.  Jerome was next to me.  He glared at the people.  I felt him in my mind.  Our link was strong.  I communicated with him.

"What shall we do, Jerome?  Should we kill them?"

"It would be best.  They're useless.  They're--" Just then, I felt our link slipping.  He was getting farther and farther away from me.  I looked at Jerome.  He looked at me, puzzled.  I whirled around, looking at my minions.  They too were looking at me funny.

"No.  Noooo!" I screamed, sinking to the floor.  I lifted my arms, sending everybody in all directions.

"Kill her!"

"She's a vampire!"

"Get the stakes!"

"Lop off her head!"

"Come on!" Were the shrieks of everyone.  I stood up and flew to the ceiling.  My demons came with me.  They hovered around me.  Somebody got up and grabbed a torch.  He threw it up at me.  I moved and one of my demons got hit.  He got burnt on his right arm.

"Aaaaaugh!" I yelled, looking at my right arm.  There was a burn there.  It didn’t heal.  Oh no!  I'm losing my power!  I reached out towards Jerome.  I made him come up here.  But he only got halfway.  Then, he crashed to the floor.  I started to fall.  I struggled to keep myself up.  But I floated to the floor like a feather.  Everyone pounced on me.  But I forced them away.  I pushed myself up into a standing position.  My demons fell to the floor.  I heard bones cracking.  They died.  My bones started to crack, too.  I tried to heal myself.  With what little power I had, I healed my bones and burn.  I pivoted and faced someone with a torch.

"Get away from me!  I will kill you!" I shouted, slashing her throat.  She fell down, the torch setting her on fire.  As she burned, I pushed more people in the fire.  Soon there was a huge bonfire in the middle of the room.  Jerome was back against the doors.  I walked right through the fire.  Not a burn was on me.  I slowly walked towards Jerome.  When I got up to him, I grabbed his neck.

"You will be mine again.  When you sleep, I will be there.  Whatever you do, I'll always be there, my love." I whispered, kissing him passionately.  I transferred my essence into him.  I want him to remember me forever.  The last of my essence flowed into him.  I pulled away and slid backwards.  I feel weak.  I can't stand it.  A few people were still around.  They forced me into the fire.  I didn't mind.  This is how I want to die.  The fire burned around me for awhile.  I finally made one last contact with Jerome.

"Soon I'll come back.  I'll come for you, my sweet.  You'll be my King."   He looked at me in the fire.  Then, I raised my arms from my sides.  I raised my head up.  The fire burnt me.  I let out an ear-piercing squeal.  The people covered their ears.  So did Jerome.  Then I turned into ashes.  My form stayed that way.  Without warning, I was dispersed and sucked into that white spot on the wall.  My image was there.  Just how I died.  Right underneath my mother.  The fire was gone, too.  It must've got sucked into the wall.

Jerome and the few people that survived walked to the wall and saw the picture of Laciva.  She was engulfed in flames, her arms raised and head held high.

"She's beautiful.  Who was she?" Jerome asked, touching the picture.

"I don't know." One of the people answered.  They walked out and back into their normal lives.

From that day on, Jerome Berry lived a normal life.  The few people and him had no recollection of what had happened.  Neither past nor future.  One night, when Jerome was sleeping, he heard a faint voice.  It was such a sweet voice.

"Jerome.  Jeroooome.  I still love you." It was Laciva.  He sat up, sweating profusely.  He looked around, and saw her standing near his window.  She was wearing a long veil over her head and a long black dress.  She lifted her hand.  He closed his eyes tight.  When he opened them, Laciva was gone. 

"Whoo!  Must've been a dream." He said, laying back down and going to sleep.  Little did he know that outside stood Laciva.  She was looking up at his window.  She wore a long veil and a long black dress!  She walked down the street, laughing to herself.

"Ha, ha, ha.  Soon he will be mine.  He'll be my King once again."