The Chalise Warning -- this is a story based on the Anne Rice vampire stories . It is not written for profit nor intended to infringe on any copyright that may exist . Sometimes my stories disturb sensitive readers , so be warned . Note -- This is something deffrent to the normal Vampire fiction as it is set in the future . It is written post Menoche and has spoilers for MtD . I hope you enjoy reading this as much as i am enjoying writting it . --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He opened his door to the room , entering he flung the door closed , hearing as well as feeling it vibrate from the force of his slamming it shut . He was not normally so cross , but as he headed towards the shower , intending to wash the anger of the night away , he swore. Damn them , it has been 10 years since his friend , lover and father had died , eight years since he had brought Dora over to the so-called dark side , to the savage garden . And yet , they still pester him about it , damn it , he was on a book signing tour , his book signing tour , not on trial . Could they not leave him alone just once and acept that the world has changed . It was not he that brought the first of the icons over , it was Lestat with that damned vail . Nor was it he that found the chalase , it was Menoche that gave it to Dora . And yet after all these years , it is still he that they came too when they were discontect with the new world . He did not ask them to drink from the cup , he did not even know of its existance till a year later . Oh yes he remembers that year well , the year he returned from Africa , the year of the wakening . How was he to know that by simply going to the church where his beloverd had died , that his world would change so much . It was a winters night , the church was as it had been the first time he had been there , same milling crowds as before , still hoping to see a miracal . Though the death of fire , as it has become known , stopped at Armand , people still came , even two years after Lestats book had revieled the truth , they still came . Why , this was the main motivatation behind his entering the church , and as before , nothing had changed inside either . The procession towards the front of the church remained , diffrent people , same faces . He pushed his way towards the front of the church , and that is when he saw it , the Chalace . He must of stood there for quiet a while , when he heard her voice behind him . "Hello Daniel , it has been awhile . It is good to see you again ". "Hello Dora . I see you have a new atraction for you circus ". "You have not heard , come we go somewhere for coffee and a talk , of course i almost forgot , you cannot drink , but i need some coffee , lets go ." It was in the early hours of the following morning that he and Dora finnaly go up from the table . He having listened and she having told her story . Of 'course he could have gotten it out of a book as she had already written her tale for all , but her telling was that much better . On looking back now in his hotal room eight years later ,he now understood that it was that night when he first started to fall in love with her . The door to his room started to open from the outside , someone moved in slowly , not wanting to disturb the occupents . Daniel looked up from the bed and smilled , indecating that the intruder should join him there . "Daniel , are you ok , you look tired ", "I will be fine , i just hav'nt feed tonight ", "Then you must feed ", "I will , have you drunk yet ", "No , as soon as you go , i will find something", They got up together and headed out onto the belcony , Daniel stood looking out over the city , Dora's hand on his shoulder . He turned towards her , and smiling , they rose into the night sky . Later that night as they sat at one of the open air cafe that this city was so famouse for , he told he of the experance of the signing , experance , strange way of calling it , but that was what it was , an experance . He had been sitting at the table signing , every now and again looking up and saying some sort of something , that told his fans that he did not just think of them as shoppers , but that they were an intergrille part of his life . He had once again looked up to ask for a name to inscribe in the book , and as he looked up , a fist ramed into his face . And there he lay on the floor while the man hurled insults at him . Later , after the security guards had finnaly gotten the man under control , it had taken six men and proberly have taken two to three vampires , he had returned to signing , but his hart was'nt in it any more . "I should have stayed with you ". "No , it would have happend anyway . Besides , you had more important things to do ", "You are right there , still i feel i could have helped somehow , what happened to the man", "They took him to the reclimation cells , there to wait a decision from the councel ". "Do you think they will remove him ", "It is standard practice , he did take the oath to protect and serve before the enlightment ", "But why do they still do it ", "That i do not know , but i intend to find out ". And so saying he realised that he would not rest till he had solved the problem now facing Humanity . He did not start this , he was not even remotely responsible , but as last time , so this time . It was he who would be mans protector .