The song is "After All This Time" from the musical 'Lestat' - music by Elton John/ lyrics by Bernie Taupin. It is sung by Armand to Lestat, but I thought it fit so well with this idea. I do not own the characters, I am just borrowing them for a little bit. Permission is granted to archive on fkfanfic2 and the ftp site. It will be posted on my site. Due to bandwidth issues, I am no longer posting the mp3s of any songfics I write, if you want to hear the music, please email me and I will send you the file. I apoligize in advance for any line problems. For some reason, yahoo doesn't like it when I import text from notepad. Hopefully I fixed any problems. Questions, comments, World Cup tickets and transportation can be sent to nicholas_debrabant1228@yahoo.com Thanks so much to Kristin for the 'Ashes to Ashes' dialogue. I was too lazy to drag out the tapes. I really appreciate it!!! After All This Time 01/01 by Amanda Berendt Copyright June 2006 Awareness. The scent of blood. Pure instinct made the ancient one find the source of that blood and drain it completely. It was not long before the healing began and the memories returned. * What taste is this upon my lips A taste so sweet, what can that be What is this scent upon the air That fills my lungs and comforts me * The chill of the desert night seeped into the tomb. She smiled as the images from the past flashed across her memory. Stepping out into the darkness, she gazed up at the clear black sky and smiled. It was a smile not of joy but of determination. After a moment's pause, she decided upon her destination and took to the air. * And whispers low, how does it feel To savor up such just revenge To smell the fragrancy of loss And drunkenly inhale his pain * Mere days later, she stood in the shadows of the streets of this new city. Oh how the world had changed. This new age was very much to her liking. The night was now as the day was. Shops were open, mortals walked the night unaware of the evil that stalked them. She watched as the figure approached. Rounding the corner, he made his way toward the metal door. He paused for a moment, his hand upon the latch and looked around. Was that fear she sensed? * Oh, can it be your countenance Is stripped of all it's dash and dare And what of your bold confidence Could it have drowned in your despair * She watched from the shadows as the police vehicles soon pulled up outside the club. One man paused before entering the club. There was something about him... a connection. Realizing who he was, she smiled. It was a cruel, calculating smile. This would certainly change things. The next evening, she decided it was time to make herself known. She listened as he spoke to his audience. As the phone rang, she marveled again at the wonders this new world. "Hello Lucius. It's been a very long time." She sensed his surprise. But, ever the general, he quickly recovered. "Shouldn't all good little girls be in bed by this time?" Letting the silence settle for a moment, she replied "But I'm not that kind of girl. You know that." She paused, letting the past come alive. "Do you know what its like to be betrayed by your own child, to be left alone in the darkness? Hmm, I didn't think so. But you will know soon enough, as your friends die, and the fear of death drives those still alive away from you. Then you'll understand how it feels to be betrayed... and alone." In her mind she could see the expression of disbelief on his face. Through their link she could feel his fear. She smiled. * And after all this time I wash my hands of your charade And celebrate your fall from grace Preserve that sad look on your face And praise what god might manifest Himself to beings such as us For vengeance that at last is mine Come sweetly after all this time * She knew her sudden reemergence would awaken the memories within him. How he had turned away from her requests. How he had turned away from her advances. She had given him eternal life and he had left her to suffer - alone for eternity. * If you'll allow me to recall How my requests were swept aside At every instance I beseeched you I was shut out and denied * She took her time to bring her plan to reality. It was a slow picking away at this world he had created for himself. It was almost too easy. He had surrounded himself with the young and unwitting. They were no match for her strength. She had saved this one for last. She stood over him as he lay prone on the floor. How appropriate that this shining knight lay dying upon a painting of the sun. It was now time to visit the general. Entering the empty club, she crossed slowly to where he sat alone at the bar. "I never thought you'd rise to the lofty position of innkeeper." She sneered. He turned to face her. The look of defeat up on his face was perfect. * You shattered what I once conceived From the moment you arrived And now you wonder why I gloat here Reveling in your grand demise You're arrogant beyond contempt You beg to share my precious blood I'd no sooner you in my veins Than to see you with the ones you love. * "All that remains is for you to kill me." He spat. She smiled her cold smile. "No. You must exist forever with the knowledge that you have destroyed everyone that is dear to you. Your friends, lovers, mother, daughter... and now your son." She turned to see the look of horror that crossed his face. * And after all this time I wash my hands of your charade And celebrate your fall from grace Preserve that sad look on your face And praise what god might manifest Himself to beings such as us For vengeance that at last is mine Comes sweetly after all this time... * She smiled. "Your son is dead! How does that feel?" Her plan was now complete. The emptiness that he had left her in for all those centuries was now passed to him. He would now suffer as she had. ~Fin~ Yes, I know the scene goes on. But the "Nick to the rescue" part doesn't really fit in with the tone of the story. Questions, comments, etc. can be sent to nicholas_debrabant1228@yahoo.com "Life after life, you won't need flowers on your grave You won't need prayers, you have no mortal soul to save." --- Dracula the Musical http://www.darksideoftheglass.com