A/N: So I know I was supposed to post this up weeks ago. *Guilty* Sorry. But real life keep interferring, which is hella annoying. But I finally got this chapter out and hopefully, I can get Ms. Brightside in the morning. Hope you enjoy...
Chapter 3
Flying twenty feet backwards, Jessica's back collides onto the cement floor, giving it a slight crack. She didn't even have time to even wince, because Nora was already on top of her, wooden stake in hand, pointing into her the younger vampire's left breast.
"End." Eric's voice announced as he stood only a few feet away from the sparring two. He simply wore a white tank top and black sweatpants. Although Tara had to internally admit that grandpappy was looking hot, she had to roll her eyes at the fact that both Sookie and Lafayette, who decided that they wanted to sit in on the vampire fight training, where both were practically drooling at the sight of the Viking warrior's ass as they looked from behind him on the sideline.
Nora pulls back her stake before climbing off of Jessica, who was still kind of dazed. The short vampire chuckles as she bends back down to pick up the big baby vamp, placing her back on her feet.
Eric nods to her, very please on how the sparring match went. "You've done well, Jessica. Great improvement."
Jessica gives him a incredulous look as she limps past him over to Tara. "I just got my ass handed to me." She grabs the a pouch of warmed donated blood that was lifted at the hospital.
Eric smiles at the redhead sulking behind him. "You'll get your chance for a rematch. You're more skilled in open space then in here." He turns his attention to the his grandchild. "Tara?" The other baby vamp turns her attention the eldest vampire. "You're up."
Nora raises an eyebrow as she watches the the dark skinned mini warrior stand up and begins to bounce on her toes, ready to go. "Oh goodie, the baby vamp is gonna try and make me work up a sweat?"
Tara narrows her eyes, feeling slightly insulted. "Honey, when tusslin' with me? There's always a sweat goin' to be worked."
Lafayette and Sookie share an incredulous look. "Uh, is she aware of how that sounded?" Sookie awkwardly whispers to her old friend.
Nora's voice purs filled with seducing mischeif. "Is that so?" She eyes travel to Pam with a smirk as the blonde simply glares back at her.
"Probably not. But I'm certain her suga mama is fully aware." Lafeyette whispers back, nodding over to Pam, feeling all the various forms of tension in the room.
Eric shakes his head, slightly annoyed by it all. "Tara, are you ready?"
"Say when." With that, she lowers into a crouch, ready to take on the older vampire.
Eric turns from his grandchild back towards his sister. He captures her gaze, giving her a slight smirk. Letting her know exactly what he wants her to do.
She smirks in return, knowing his gameplan. Without hesitation, she vamp speeds over and gives a hard kick to the chest, sending Tara back and knocking into Jessica, both of them hitting the ground hard.
Pam tries run over to Tara, but Eric's arm blocked her path. "Pam." He warns his progeny.
Pam glares at her Maker, clearly pissed off. "Are you fucking kidding me?" She wanted to help and setting up her child against a vampire over five hundred years old was ridiculous.
Tara clutches her chest, feeling the pain spread all over. "Holy shit."
"That looked like it hurt." Jessica tries to sit up with her arms wrapped around her BVS, pulling them both to their feet. She had no idea why Nora seemed like she was going to go harder on Tara than her, but she didn't like it.
Lafayette leans over with Sookie, both still shocked on how hard she got hit. "You okay, hookah?"
Tara, feeling her cracked ribs heal, shakes off the pain. "Never fucking better."
Eric grins at the young vampire, knowing she just been knocked down a peg. "First rule of battle: There's no 'say when'. You're either ready or you're not."
She glares at him, before looking at Pam. She saw pain and grief in her eyes, before they turned ice cold. She nods at her, letting her know what to do. Tara nods in return. Kick her ass.
Tara looks over to Nora, who just standing there with her arms across her chest and a smug look on her face. The baby vamp lowers back into her fighting crouch, staring at the other short opponent before taking off.
Nora goes for a quick spinning back kick to knock her back again, but Tara anticipates it and tumble rolls past her and latches her whole body onto the other woman. She wraps her arms around Nora's neck in a chokehold, crushing her neck, and wraps her legs around her waist from behind. Tara knew Nora had her extremely beat with speed and strength, so she relying on her grappling moves and submissions would be the only chance she had in this fight.
Feeling her neck crushing, she tries to swing the baby vamp, but her hold doesn't release. She vamp speeds backwards over to the back wall, slamming Tara through the wall, sending a loud cracking hole into it. Tara grunts loudly, finally letting go, but her leg immediately gets swept from under her, hitting the back of her head on the floor.
Nora pins Tara on the floor with her left foot to the younger vamp's throat. Tara grabs hold of Nora's ankle and wraps her own legs around Nora's and flips her back, dislocating her hip and snapping her knee back. Nora cries out in agony with her fangs clicking down.
"Dayum. That looks like a lot of hurt right there." Lafayette as he and Sookie watched on the confrontation. It wasn't easy keeping up on what the hell was going on, but what they were able to see that it looked raw.
Nora knew she had to do something quick as Tara keep her in the painful hold while delivering crucial punch after punch before Eric called the fight and she there was no way in fucking hell she would be embarrased by loosing a fight to a fucking baby vamp.
Pam, feeling Tara's fighting power through her rage, made her eyes sparkle with mischeivious pride. "Call it."
"Not yet." Tara may have suprised everyone by getting the upperhand, but Eric knew his sister's stubborness and fight. With that, he knew this was definately not over.
Nora slips her still good leg back to her own chest before snapping it out to Tara's face, sending flying back into the middle of the floor with a broken nose and jaw. She hops up on her one legs, glad that her hip pops back and her deformed leg healing back. With one high leap she crashes back down on top of Tara with a hard striking punch, leaving the baby vamp bleeding and disoriented. Nora grabs Tara by the front of her tank top, lifiting her up, but gets a suprise elbow to the face.
Not wanting to give up, Tara swings again, but misses, again, again, and again as her attacks slows up and become sloppy. With her knee snapped in the place, although not completely healed, Nora finally stands on it while easily dodging the younger vamp's hits. She sees the damage she laid on Tara's face, covered with blood. Feeling almost at full health, which a simple feeding could handle the rest, she knows hold easily she could destroy the her. But it wasn't Tara she wanted to piss off, no matter how much damage she knows has been done to her body and face. Shewas getting harmed was through Pam's motivation and she was already wanting payback.
Nora slides behind Tara and kicks the back of her knee, making her drop to the ground. The British vamp holds her from behind, pressing their bodies together, holding Tara head to the side, revealing her strong, dark, beautiful neck. She looks up and meets Pam's eyes, her blue eyes darkening and with a dangerous grin, showing her fangs.
"Nora." Eric growls a low warning to his hard headed sister.
Pam eyes widen realizing what the other woman was about to do. What she was about to do to her Tara.
Nora quickly licks Tara's neck right before sinking her teeth in while looking at Pam. But as soon as Tara's blood hits her tongue, her eyes automatically shut from the suprisingly deliciousness from it. A mistake since as soon as her eyes shut, she's thrown from the baby vamp's neck to across the the room. Immediately her skin begins to burn as silver chains from the boxes she crashed into causing her to scream at the of her lungs at the sudden pain. Her eyes open to see Pam trying to get past Eric, who was blocking her path to her with rage in her eyes.
"If you ever touch my progeny again, I will make you feel my unbearable wrath of pain before giving you the True Death, you insufferable minature cunt!" Her fangs were bared as she growl her threat to the older vampire.
"Pam!" Eric calls out to her trying, but failing to diffuse the situation.
"Fuck you!" Nora shouts back, trying to hold back her whimpers. She could smell her own flesh burning all over.
"Pamela!" Eric grabs her by the shoulders hard, giving her a quick. "Take care of Tara."
Pam snaps her head to the side to see Tara still crumbled on the floor. Immediately, she runs by her side and scoop her up in her arm bridal style Pain shoots to her unbeating heart as she feel Tara weakness in her arms. She grabs a couple of blood packets before vamp speeding out the room.
"Sookie? A hand?" Eric calls out in a very clipped tone as he watches his sister covered in silver chains.
After getting all the chain off, Sookie walks back over to Lafayette and Jessica as just stood there confused.
Jessica looks over to Eric, who yanks his sister up from the cardboard boxes, suddenly feeling awkward. "Maybe, we should go upstairs. I'm sure I can take you to back to the HotR or something." She takes an extra blood pouch before making haste up the stairs, with Sookie and Lafayette close behind.
Nora looks down at her own body, seeing her ruined clothes and her burnt flesh. Realizing her skin isn't regenerating as quickly as she would like, she groans, before walking past her brother to grab a cold blood pouch. Her fangs click before she start
Eric watches her intensely as she finishes off her food. "This thing with Pam has got to stop." They had far more important things to worry about. Maybe it was their idiot way of coping, but it was getting tiresome. Very tiresome.
"Whatever." Nora rolls her eyes while she tosses the empty pouch to the side. "Look, it's not my fault she's getting her nonexistent panties in a bloody twist." She folds her arms over her chest, looking at him with her big blue eyes and a small pout.
God, she such a spoiled brat. His voice turns firms, adored and annoyed by his sister immaturity. "I don't know what the deal is between you two, but I will not tolerate you using my grandprogeny in this whole Bitchfest you have with Pam. I will be sure to speak with Pam on this as well."
Nora bends down picking up two more blood pouches. "Don't worry, brother." She flings one to him and he catches effortlessly. "It's all just fun and games."
"But happens when the game goes too far?" She doesn't answer. "I'll send her to you in a few minutes."
When he finally was out of sight, she takes an unnecessary deep breath, closes her eyes and balances on her right foot, stretching out her left knee. It was perfectly fine but her black long sleeved shirt was ruined as well were her jeans. "Fucking Pam."
But as she observed her clothes, she had to admit to her sparring match with Tara was one hell of a match. While her match with Jessica was fun, it was more of trying catch her sneak attacks, with Jessica as usual struggled with in the room. But with Tara, their fight was much more physical. Painful, rough, bloody, raw. She liked it. The baby vamp was smart but was also a force of nature.
And her blood was delicious. There weren't many vampires who carried blood that intrigued her, beside Lilith's. Maybe it was because it was new. Maybe it was because she was an heir of Godric's.
Whatever fucked up game she was playing with Pam, she wasn't planning on stopping. She was enjoying it far too much. And if she takes it too far? Well, it all depended on how far she would be able to get with Tara.
A/N: This chapter was too long so I'll hopefully post the second part of it sometime over the weekend, which we'll have more Pam/Tara and finally some Nora/Tara. Let me know what you think. Thanks :D...