PART THREE
Chapter 6
"Something went wrong….I think perhaps her bloodline….it is stronger than the magic of the-" Stefan had taken the goblet back from Madisyn but was cut off-literally-by a blast of dark purple tinged light emitted from Sookie's hands, striking him in the chest and turning him to nothing more than dust. Her gaze settled on Madisyn, whose smugness had quickly depleted.
"Dear girl, do not make the mistake of biting the hand that fed you….created you. Made you more than some fairy waitress. With what you are now you can have anything and anyone you want. As yours. No one can stand against you and together, you and I can make a formidable team." it was clear this one was greedy and dangerous and wanted to use the waitress as a means to her own devious end, to get rid of Niall. "My allies are keeping your grandfather busy, a distraction while we made sure we had you prepared for-" her voice was cut off as her head was severed from her body by a second violent blast of light. And as stone faces as she was, looking at what remained of her former captors, she started to tremble, looking at her new clothes that had magicked upon her during her transformation. It was little more than a black cat suit and boots and it certainly didn't give her the innocent factor. Looking to the two vamps mere feet away, she clutched her head in pain, the two rushing to help her.
"I don't want to hurry you guys but I feel things….emotions unlike I felt before."
"I do like what you've done with you hair though, shinier." Pam quipped as she gripped her by the left arm and helped steady her. But she flinched when she saw that eerie glow in her eyes, a violet glow than passed fast and even the Viking looked alarmed, his usually stoic demeanor looking alarmed at how different she looked. There were traces of her there physically of course but her appearance, her aura, even without their blond, he knew she was not right. And she knew it too. She was holding her hands up trying to keep them back, shoving their arms away from helping her stay on her feet.
"I don't want to hurt you two, I can't explain it…..its like I am…..possessed and its like a internal battle." she finally seemed to regain control of herself, standing a dozen feet away from the others. "But I don't know how long I can hold it off and with the power I have, I can incinerate both of you and I don't-" she stopped as another figure appeared, bloodied but otherwise fine. Niall looked as if he had been through the wringer but was clearly the victor over whatever he had come from.
"They…..they distracted me from the real problem and now it would seem we have a clusterfuck to deal with." Niall started towards his frightened looking granddaughter and yet there was a twinkle of hope in his eyes. "The fact we are not being obliterated right now is because of the love and magic and power of her bloodline. And thanks to her being healed by vamp blood derived from a equally powerful bloodline, the protective magic has held. She Isn't completely turned to dark."
"Can we stop talking like I am not standing right here….I don't like the way I am feeling right now. I am wanting to start fights and god knows what else….is that what dark faeries do?"
"They do thrive on causing chaos and trouble." Niall said as he got closer to his granddaughter. "You are stronger than they expected and since you are not under their control, you have voices in your head, impulses? Not unlike a newly turned vamp I would gather.." he turned to look at the two vamps looking on. "She may not be totally entranced by the dark…." he saw the goblet on the ground, the water flowing freely from its never-ending depths. "I have searched for this for some time and at least now-" he blasted it with his own light, destroying it. "there will be no more created….unless-" he was taken aback by a hard slap across the face as his own flesh and blood rounded on him and in a flash, she was in the face of Pam, the latter's face unreadable, though even she sensed the danger before her.
"Sookie….I thought we were becoming friends and- " she was stopped by a hand to her throat and as Niall regrouped, it was clear that it really didn't matter that the goblet was destroyed. For the eyes of Pam took on that same violet hue. Not made faerie, but entranced. Sure enough, she started toward Niall, as if on a mission. But Sookie shook her head.
"Leave him be. The more you touch, the more that will be affected. Then everyone will do as I wish. We don't need more dark faeries, I am more than enough. But a few thousand slaves would be nice, wouldn't it?"
Grinning a fanged smirk Pam took off, to the utter shock of her maker, who turned his focus back to Sookie. "You…..come on, fight this, I know you are stronger than this, end this before things get out of hand."
She said nothing but sidled up to him, fingering his face gently, blinking innocently. "You always wanted me to embrace what I was and now I am…..I am the weapon they wanted to use, to force to work for them and now here I am, free to let loose and make others do for me."
"Fight it, there is still the real you in there...fight it. If you really are so far gone then do to me what you did to Pam." The Viking looked down into her now only violet eyes and saw as the brown started to return to them and a look washed over her face, as if awakening from a nightmare.
"What have I done?" she wheeled around to face her grandfather and then looked back up at Eric, her hands trembling. "I don't know how, why I am doing…its like Jekyll and Hyde-"
"The light in you, your magic is stronger, enough to keep the full darkness at by but it will take you over soon if something isn't done. And the only way I know how to stop it is…more of a final solution. Very final. I have yet to see any dark faerie restored to good. Not a single one. But I have an idea-"
"Pam!" Sookie interrupted. "I used magic on her and whoever she touches…..how did I managed to do that, I didn't realize what I did until now…my mind…its…." she grabbed her head, falling to her knees.
"Its too much magic in one body. And that vampire touched by the darkness…unless we stop her, we will have a city under Sookie's control and since she is barely holding on to control of herself-" Niall was stopped as she vanished in a blaze of purple light. "I can track her, I will bring us to her…there is something I can try but I think it is going to be you that needs to finish the job, if you can do what is necessary. We need to talk this out before we head out and I warn you, this is gonna get messy. But if you want to save her from this….I believe her recent loss and trauma is fueling the darkness, making it stronger, too much for her still fragile psyche to fight. I believe next time we see her, there isn't going to be the girl you know left. Desperate measures need to be put in place."
Eric looked at Niall with fire in his eyes and a grim determination. I have always done what is needed to save those I love. Tonight is not going to be any exception."
I thought not." And as he revealed his plan to the Viking, Niall knew now without a doubt that this was the one for his granddaughter. No question at all.
Chapter 7
The center of town was where they reappeared, finding a bunch of entranced townspeople gathered before the similarly entranced Pam, whose touch was able to bring them all to the one they were all enslaved to. "Its reminiscent of maenad magic, though have never seen it spread by a touch….this entire situation is an anomaly….something in the magic combined within her when given that enchanted water….it made her different…" Niall looked deep in thought. "Proves that those two who did this to her were right in thinking Sookie was unique. She is and yet she has presented unique complications with her power." the two were lurking in the shadowy confines of some trees, careful to watch the events unfolding before them. They saw their Sookie walk up to some slack jawed human and apparently for fun, slap them hard across the place. The man fell to his knees and actually begged for more, whatever made her happy. Those watching the scene watched in abject terror at seeing someone so sunny turn so dark.
"I never pictured her as being….this….." the Viking said as he watched the raven haired version of the woman he loved. "I loved her adventurous side, but this is too much the other way. Do you really think this is the only way? She Isn't going to like it….."
"I have always gone on instinct and it has never gone wrong for me and what I know and as contrived as it may seem, that love may well be what saves her and with what you have to do to her…..it comes out of that place. Knowing her, she will be upset and she would be more upset if she knew she had blood of innocents on her hands. That has not happened as of yet. What I need to do first, I know will be hard for you but with her out of the way, unable to spread this-"
"Pam is tough. Do it. Its for the best of all concerned. Get them all knocked out before this thing spreads. Somehow I think this could be worse than the time the town dealt with the maenad….it would be worse because its one of their own turned against them." Eric said as he watched Pam, standing still next to Sookie, who seemed thinking on what her next move was to be. And it seemed she was about to send the enchanted people on their way, to bring the town together. Under her control. Sure enough, they heard her give the order. But Niall acted fast and with a brilliant flash of light, the people and Pam were knocked to the ground, out cold, Sookie unaffected, a aura of purple light around her, as if anger was literally flaring about her. And sure enough, there was a malice in her eyes that neither had seen before. That was the least of their worries as they took in her next change. Her hands turned slightly clawed and she looked as all faeries did before they passed or were in a rage. Pointed ears and a almost demon like face, Eric remembered what Claudine looked like when he had drained her to death. It was creepy, seeing Sookie's beauty replaced by something so haunting, so eerie. Still, he was prepared to do what was needed.
"How dare you bust in here…I would have left you alone but you have to stick your noses where they don't belong. So maybe a little hard lesson is needed-" she lunged at the two of them, looking almost feral, madness in her eyes and Niall had expected things to get bad fast and even his magic it was not enough to cure her. There was only one way, he knew it and he ached for her, he really did. Blasting her with his light, he missed the first two times and on the third he missed her again as she flew into the vampire, knocking him on his back and straddling him. She lowered her face to him and even went so far as to kiss his neck firmly and sweetly. "This is what you want, isn't it? You really don't prefer me this way?" she hissed in his ear and he stole a glance around her to where Niall nodded, grimly.
"This is for your own good…I want the real you back…not this monstrosity." and though she flinched briefly when he got all fangy on her, she smirked.
"I don't mind getting a little rough. " she said with a purr but that cockiness, it faded as he bit into her neck, hard and deliberate. Knowing how he was affected by faerie blood was on his mind, the unknown being what her new persona would add to the equation. But he could and would focus, keep in control of himself because he knew if he didn't she would be lost to him and her loved ones forever and the wrath she would unleash….he dared not imagine that scenario. She started to struggle but the struggle, the fight soon faded and she looked into his eyes as he pulled out. He saw her eyes, they were somewhat normal again. As was her overall look, no more pointed wears, slightly demonic appearance. Save for the hair, she looked mostly like herself again. But she had suffered a severe amount of blood loss and there was only one thing that could be done if she was to be saved. "Will it work? If things go wrong and-"
"I will use my magic to help out and in theory, she should be…..well, it beats the alternatives, don't you think? And my study of magical lore of my people and the dark faeries, I believe in this plan but if you don't….what hope is there for her but death or a lifetime being what we experienced…" he paused as the townspeople and Pam stumbled to their feet, apparently the hold over them broken with the weakening of the waitress. Pam wasted no time getting over to the three of them and seeing the wound on the girls neck and how weak she seemed, her eyes widened. "You are not about to do what I think you are-"
"Its either that or let her regroup and spend eternity like this….or that we be forced to kill her. You like those choices? You want to be put under her power again? The next time you may do things that even you would regret." Niall said. "Let me get us out of here…..the people…they won't remember anything, I will see to that. I will send you somewhere you can get this done." and before either vamp could protest, they vanished, reappearing in the seclusion of a place very familiar. Sookie's backyard.
"We need to get digging. " he said gravely and within ten minutes, a hole was put in place and as he lowered himself into the grave with the feebly stirring Sookie, he ordered Pam to cover them up. "I know you are worried….and probably with good reason. Unchartered territory but he thinks this could work and she won't lose everything….she won't be the same but better than the alternative." Eric paused as he lay down beside the waitress. "Better than losing her altogether and even if she hates me after this…..at least I can say I never gave up on her and that I saved her soul from that evil."
Pam was covering them up as fast as she could. "I will return the first thing tomorrow night and if anything happens to you…I can't promise I won't hurt her."
He said nothing as the layer of dirt finally covered them and darkness overtook the grave. Not one for being religious, or believing in any deity, he nevertheless thought a little prayer for what he hoped would happen. That not only would things work in the way he hoped, but that she wouldn't hate him for what they had decided to do.
TO BE CONTINUED
