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Maker, Child and Destiny Make Four

Chapter 8

Scene – Outside the Staff Entrance of the FOTS building the same evening

Fawns POV

Waiting and waiting, I'm certain as soon as darkness falls I will hear from Sookies' Vampire. The carpark is getting busier now thankfully when I arrived here this morning everything was quiet. By the time I'd parked my car I had decided to take the form of a cat. I had noticed one moving around the grounds that seemed to have full run of the compound. I couldn't have chosen better.

I checked out every office where the doors were open and that was most of them. I found Francis my Pilot attending a last minute briefing before the Lock-in. It seems that a Lock-in is a Christian festivity that has the congregation lock themselves into their Church over night and then when the Sun is about to rise they tie a Vampire to a cross that's been built on the front lawn of said Church and watch with their families as their sacrifice goes to their final death screaming and burning in the Suns 'Holy Light'. Sounds like a perfect form of Christian Family entertainment – NOT… Idiots.

Anyway Francis' job is to co-ordinate the parking so the congregation has smooth access to the building. He's definitely not just a general member here. He seems to have been in on the plan to abduct Sookie because he was commenting on how he would have liked to have gotten a piece of her before they made her an example of what they do to Vamp sympathizers when they find them. One of the young men he was talking to – Luke, I think his name was said that Gabe hadn't shown himself since he took the woman down into the basement. Then Francis says -

"Well at least she'll get to see what having sex with a warm blooded man is like before she meets her maker." Well I'd been sitting on his lap so I wouldn't miss any of the conversation. Needless to say his cocktail wiener frank of a dick felt the sharpness of my kitty claws. The blood spots on the front of his beige pants made it worth my being thrown across the room.

I couldn't get into the basement. The FOTS members were worried the nasty Vamp locked up down there would suck me dry. They promised me that after tonight I could go back to chasing the mice down there (that's of course if the Vamp left me any) Ha Ha, very funny… NOT. How these people had made it to adulthood I had no idea. If they were going to take a stand and a violent one at that, against a race of people, they should at least take the time to make that an educated decision. Not rely on the opinions of a manipulative Zealot like Steve Newlin.

Steve Newlin… I must admit, on first impression I took him to be a complete an utter Fruit Loop. But after having the chance to spend the afternoon listening to his rhetoric, I've got to say, I'm really scared for humanity if people can listen to his pious and hateful vitriol and see God in his words.

I learned a lot today, having spent a fair time curled up pretending to be asleep on the cat-sized sofa in The Reverend's office. I will have to advise Sookies' Vamp of everything I found out. I will let him notify the AVL, I prefer not to fraternize with Vamps away from Anubis Air. In my short life I have learned first-hand what a nest of underhanded backstabbers Vampire's are but Sookie trusts this Eric Northman so I feel compelled to do the same. It's bazaar, I know and so out of character for me, completely trusting someone when I just met her this morning but I feel drawn to her, like a moth to a flame. It's too much of a coincidence, meeting up with Sookie at the exact point in my life when I have made a concrete decision to broaden my horizons and turn my life around. I am of the strong belief that from now on wherever Sookies' destiny is going to lead her, mine requires me to be right by her side.

When I first arrived at the FOTS Compound, I noticed that most of the cars were parked in the Staff -Permit parking area that was close to the Staff only entrance, a small door at the far side of the huge building that housed not only the Mother Church but the head offices of the Cult. I found my pilot Francis' car complete with permit sticker, parked there alongside the other vehicles of the faithful. I pulled my SUV into a vacant spot a bit further down the lot from his Volvo, parking in between a Range Rover and a Hyundai. My first stop once I got inside would need to be administration to acquire a sticker. I had noticed quite a few guards patrolling the grounds. They stuck out like sore thumbs even though they were trying to act like gardeners and the like. Maintenance people usually do not wear radio ear pieces or carry guns.

I got my car and belongings ready for a quick getaway, making sure I had something quick and easy to throw on when I got back to the car because more than likely I'd be in a hurry. I also took my Scorpion - SA 361 submachine gun out of the secret compartment in the floor of the luggage compartment and stowed it under the drivers' seat in a quick release holster my Daddy had fitted for me. It's great having an ex Marine for a Daddy. Once I felt everything was as organized as possible I quickly stripped and packed my clothes away, locked my car, hid the keys and shifted

I didn't like seeing the structure they had built on the front lawn of the compound. It looked like something the KK would have built. It sent a chill down my spine, made my gut heave and my anger boil when I thought the platform and cross had been made with Sookie in mind. I knew she was there because the van she had been driven away in was parked alongside the Staff entrance. I had the thought that maybe they wouldn't be expecting any help for her during the day and I could have a chance of getting her out of there but as the day wore on, I had realized, that wasn't going to happen. So here I am waiting to hear something. I really believed Mr Northman would have contacted me as soon as he rose. Maybe he didn't think as much of Sookie as she thought of him?

Once you were inside the building there was practically no security. I managed to snaffle a sticker and have it stuck on the windshield of my car in ten minutes. Once I was secure in the knowledge that my car and thus my getaway was covered, I allowed myself to take a breather. I would need a calm head. I needed to gather as much information as I could. The FOTS couldn't be allowed to go on kidnapping people willy-nilly.

Aside from the fact I couldn't get to Sookie my day had been fruitful. I had managed to sit in on planning and prayer meetings as well as being present for some very informative gossip sessions. Not only did I find out about a truck load of stuff the FOTS have going down but I also got to learn the layout of the entire compound, including a network of secret passages that lay under the building. These passages would enable those inside the building to flee to different areas of the compound or would enable the Soldiers access to the building in case of an attack. The passageways were easy to enter. I watched in fascination when Steve Newlin had first activated the security protocol that enables the hidden door.

I was wondering what he was doing when he locked us in his office. I thought my cover had been blown. My heart pounded in my chest as I waited to see what he was going to do next. But instead of attacking me he moved over to the alarm pad on the wall and pressed the hash button twice and a small section of the office wall pushed slightly inward. Newlin then walked over and slid the panel to the side. Once it was open I could see a dimly lit doorway that seemed to enter at the top of some steps. Needless to say I followed. When Newlin saw me he picked me up and took me with him.

We passed an exit sign that read Exit 1 - Carpark. The paint colours on the sign were the same as the staff carpark signs, so I made the assumption that that was where that exit came out. As we moved down the corridor I was sickened to see the proof of the FOTS' Vampire hatred. The walls are lined with lockers and crates. Some are open showing that the tunnel is cram-packed with anti-vampire weaponry. Hun ting bows retro fitted to fire thick wooden silver tipped arrows, shot guns with silver filled shells and rifles with wooden bullets, search lamps with UV globes, silver chains, flame throwers and spray bottles of colloidal silver. Not only was Newlin a zealot who wears his religion backwards but this was proof positive he was a madman. If he attacked the Vamps with this kind of stuff (as much as Vamps aren't everyone's cup of tea). The whole Supe. community would have to rise up for our own sakes. We could not allow the FOTS to acquire the upper hand here. I started the think about my families' and my future living under a regime influenced by Newlin and his followers and it gave me the shivers.

"What's the matter Kitty Cat? Don't you like it down here? Don't you worry now I will keep you safe and anyways, we are almost there." Newlin stroked my fur gently. I couldn't believe that someone so heartless could be so tender. Still his intentions made me feel sick to my stomach so with great effort I pushed away my fear. I had to do whatever I could to make sure that my nightmare never happened and I knew with my whole being that would mean throwing my lot in with Sookie. I never would have guessed Newlin Junior or Senior could have been capable enough to put together the assemblage of stuff I have seen today, never mind knowing how to use it. Maybe this Gabe the members have been mentioning throughout the day was their military mind. I needed to find him. We emerged from the now cramped corridor via the Exit 2 - Camp exit but the tunnel went further. There were signs referring to Exit's 3 – Alpha and 4 – Beta this way, I would make sure I found out where they came out but for the moment I had to find out what the Reverend was up to.

It wasn't long before I realized I wasn't going to learn anything new there and I took off to do more recon. Both exits came out in the woods that backed onto the FOTS Compound. At Exit Alpha, I found four what appeared to be school buses but on closer examination I found them to be fitted out more like troop carriers with armor plating and bullet proof glass. Exit Beta had its own surprises there was only one vehicle a long wheel base Range Rover but again it was armor plated and this one was filled with supplies and equipment like someone expecting to have to leave in a hurry. I was just about to shift and see if I could break into the SUV when I heard footsteps coming from the tunnel.

"Kitty Cat… what on earth are you doing all the way out here?" Polly Blythe… she is to Steve and Sarah Newlin as Hermann Gring was to Adolf Hitler. She was never far from the Reverend and was privy to everything. I didn't really have to ponder too hard on why I came up with that analogy. Polly was pushing something that looked like a three wheeled pram and it was full of what appeared to be office records and files. I could also make out what looked like a box of discs and flash drives. When Polly opened the back door of the Rover I jumped in. She started to load the items from her trolley into the already half full luggage compartment. The box with the drives was loaded first, so I took a look.

"Is that interestin' Kitty Cat?" Polly asked as I sniffed in the box. I could smell the Reverend and sure enough I found his security tag that he had been wearing and attached to its lanyard was a Flash Drive. I'd seen him downloading a heap of information onto that thing earlier.

"Now Kitty Cat that there is not a toy darlin'." She lifted up the lanyard with its tag and drive attached. "You see this here." She said pointing to the drive. "Well Kitty Cat this here little bitty plastic stick holds all of the information pertaining to your Mummy and Daddy's Church sweetie." I batted the rattling tag and drive as they swung on the lanyard. "No, No Kitty Cat!" Polly scolded then we heard more footsteps coming from the tunnel. Polly turned to see who was coming and while she was distracted I made my move. I pounced on the tag and managed to rip the lanyard out of her loose grip and I bolted for the trees. I was up a large tree and out of sight before Polly had even started to move.

"Kitty Cat! You come back here this instant!" She screamed.

"What has happened Polly?" That was Sarah's voice full of concern. "What's Kitty Cat doin' all the way out here?"

"Oh Sarah, I found him when I got here. I was goin' to bring him back with me when I'd finished. I was loading this last lot of stuff into the car and he was tryin' to play with Steve's lanyard. I was just tryin' to take it off of him and hearing your footsteps gave me a start and he got the jump on me."

"Oh Polly, you're OK though? He didn't scratch you or anything did He?"

"No Sarah. No Ma'm he did not but what about the hard drive?

"I will just get Steve to do it again. It's not as if we're goin' to be able to find it out here and somehow I don't think Kitty Cat's a spy or anythin'." They both laughed at that – if they only knew. I hid the lanyard in a hole in the trees trunk and when I heard the car door close and Sarah call, I shimmied down from my hiding place and ran out to meet the two ladies.

"Come on you naughty boy. Let's get back to your Pappa." I took off down the tunnel not waiting for the humans.

Fawns POV

So I'm still waiting and the sun is lovely and warm I think I'll take a cat nap on the warm bonnet of my car. After the full day I've had so far I'm exhausted and I'll need to be alert tonight. I'm lucky I have a few special abilities and one of them is to stay in my animal form if I go to sleep or I'm knocked out. My body will only revert back to its' human form if I die. So under the warm afternoon sun and to the sounds of birds singing in the trees it doesn't take me long to nod off.

I'm woken from my nap by the sound of loud voices and scuffling coming from the front of the building. I jump up to the roof of the car to see if I can see anything from here. Wow… the public carpark is already quite full. Amongst what seems to be the vehicles of Newlins' Congregation arriving for the Lock-in and subsequent Vampire Immolation - there appears to be quite a few representing not only the local media but some of the national news providers. Could someone have notified the media about them kidnapping Sookie or the Vampire?

Lost in my thoughts I wasn't quick enough when the building went into security lock-down. I know I need to be in a position to help Sookie if the opportunity presents itself. So I high tail it to the other end of the carpark and the tunnel entrance. I'm glad there is a media presence here. As much as I want to see Sookie get out of that basement, I can only hope that all the attention will discourage the Vamps from storming the building and giving the FOTS a more than welcome reason to try out their new weapons. With the media presence here both sides will have to play a game fit for human consumption.

Fortunately Newlins' office was accessible from the tunnel. Newlin, his wife Sarah, Polly Blythe and the two young men I'd seen around earlier – first they were outside building the platform for the ceremony when I arrived and later on they had been discussing different strategies for taking down Vampires with Newlin. Those two (what was their names? Jason and uhmm… Luke… yeah that's right Jason and Luke) had been just as imaginative as the Reverend when it came to Vampire slaughter. Sickoes.

I was trying to skulk through the room without bringing too much attention to myself when Sarah saw me and swept me up in her arms.

"Ah… there you are Kitty Cat" She said sweetly as she paid gentle loving attention to scratching under my chin. I could really understand now why cats loved that so much. She had me in such a state that I didn't notice what she was doing and before you could say "What's new pussy cat?" I was stowed away in a pet carrier. Shit!

"Jason… Luke… We can't let the Authorities find our guests in the basement. Have either of you seen Gabe since he brought in the Fangbager?" Newlin asked.

"No Sir." both young men replied.

"Well he couldn't still be down in the basement. He must have gone over to the camp to get the rest of the inductees. You three…" With that Newlin gestured to Polly and the two men. "go on through the tunnel, get to the recruits and activate protocol Code Red. Have them retrieve all the munitions they can carry and proceed to station Alpha ready for evacuation. Polly, see if you can find Gabe to take charge out there and then you head on out to Alpha. Jason… Luke, when you get your gear you wait at the Camp exit for Sarah and Me and we'll travel to Mississippi together in our car. Gabe knows our location there so if you can't find him Polly, just keep moving and he will have to get there some other way."

A loud knocking came from the direction of the main doors to the building, interrupting the conversation. Newlin stared intently at his wife. I could tell by her reaction to the conversation earlier that she had no idea about Steve's 'guests' in the basement and I could see the wheels turning in his head just before he asked Sarah to see who was at the door. Again someone knocked but louder this time. Steve motioned with his head for Sarah to get going. She gave me one last pat and then headed out of the room. She didn't close the office door when she left so I'll be able to hear whatever is going on out there.

"Take the cat and get out of here." Newlin ordered. Jason scooped up my cage and followed Polly and Luke through the open panel. As soon as we entered the tunnel I changed form into a fly and flew out of my small prison. Flying back through the open panel I kept moving until I reached the ceiling. I was just in time to follow the Reverend as he moved out into the corridor.

"Sarah Newlin was speaking with a huge blonde Vamp. The Vamp had with him two Weres (one of them was probably one of, if not the most handsome man I'd ever set eyes on. He was tall, almost as tall as the Vamp and had beautiful dark wavy shoulder length hair and eyes that sparkled like peridots) and one human. I studied him and realized he was a reporter.

I was proved correct about Sarah not knowing to what extremes her husband had been prepared to go to push his anti-vampire agenda. I was impressed that the Vampire was able to keep his cool while dealing with the self serving Reverend. Sarah was certain they had nothing to hide and when Steve was distracted by somebody else banging on the huge front doors she lead the four men to the basement, determined to prove the Church's innocence. As soon as she opened the door, I could smell blood.

Choosing to stay at the top of the stairs I clung to the door trying to divide my attention between what was happening down in the basement and the commotion going on at the front door. It seems Newlin had his hands full with the Feds. Well, well, well some little birdie has been busy. Let's hope the Authorities keep a tight leash on Him because he has plans within plans all ready to put into motion with one signal from him. If they can keep him under wraps it could stop the anarchy before it really begins.

Sarah and the human reporter come racing back up the stairs and take off down the corridor toward the front doors. I hear Sarah cry out for help for the people in the basement.

Following hot on the heels of the humans the two Were's lope up the stairs carrying a huge plastic barrel somewhat like the ones in the tunnel filled with stakes and wooden bullets. When they got to the corridor and heard the noise coming from the other end they looked lost.

"Which way." the shorter Were asked. I decided this was my cue. I changed into my human form.

"Follow me!" I hissed at them. Besides almost dropping their barrel they managed to hide their shock pretty well.

"What the…?" They both said confused.

"I know Sookie. I'm here to help. Follow me." I turned and made my way down the hall and slipped into the first vacant office. We didn't have time for any more questions or arguments. Once the two men were in the room with me I locked the door and moved to the key pad on the wall pressing hash twice. I slid the now unlocked panel out of the way.

"Come on, this leads out to the Staff carpark. Again I took the lead and in no time we were through the tunnel and at my car. I grabbed the keys from where I hid them and opened all the locks with the remote. For the sake of public decency I pulled on the sleep shirt I'd left out to throw on and turned to see what the guys wanted to do. They took one look at me and shook their heads and started to chuckle. I looked down to see what was wrong.

"You got something against Bambi?" I said with my hands on my hips daring them to say another thing about my nighty. After I helped them get out of there too, they repay me by laughing at me.

"Sorry Ma'am." Mr Dreamy said. "My name is Alcide and this here is my second Tray." They both gave me a nod.

"Glad to meet you fellas. My name is Fawn." Mr Dreamy's eyes lit up.

"Ah! You're the one that alerted Mr Northman about this place."

"Uh yeah… I was waiting for a return phone call. I never expected he would just show up."

"Well about that…" The guys just looked at each other "let's just say he lost your number and leave it at that." The way he smiled his beautiful wide, white smile I was almost in a puddle at his feet.

"How do you want to proceed Alcide? There's no way we can get to your truck without anyone seeing us and asking questions." Tray observed.

"Why not take my car." I patted my baby. "It's right here, full of juice and ready to go. While I was taking a look around today I saw a dirt track in the trees that seemed to head further into the woods. From what I picked up from the FOTS today I'm pretty sure that it's their escape route." Again the Were's looked at each other, shrugged and nodded at me. "Throw your load in the back and let's get the hell out of here. You need to let your Vamp know that Newlin intends to blow the entire HQ and the Training Camp to Hell." Tray threw their cargo in the back and Alcide got on his phone. I hopped in the driver's seat and started the engine. When Alcide finished his call he came to my door and asked –

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive?"

"Sir" I said indignantly "I'll have you know I was driving a four wheel drive stick shift before I could walk. Just get in and hold on." I caught Trays eye in the rear vision mirror "Tray, if there is anything of value in that bin of yours you had better tie it down. There are some tie downs back there and you will find some D shackles in the floor to clip them to."

I took off slow enough not to hinder the Were from quickly completing his chore but once he was done I took off like I was competing in the Paris to Dakar Rally.

"Where to?" I asked the fellas as we flew over corrugations and humps in the road. Both Were's were hanging on but I'm sure their grins were as big as mine.

"The Silent Shores Hotel Ma'am." Alcide said like he was getting a Taxi to take him to the airport. Then we all hooped with laughter as I really put the pedal to the metal. What a rush.

Jason's POV

Escape Tunnel same night

I was beginin' to wonder what I'd done gotten myself signed up for. Were we really goin' to start a war with the Vamps? I must admit I felt honored and proud that the Reverend chose me and Luke to travel with and guard him and Sarah. Luke was in front of me by a bit 'cause I was carry'n Kitty Cat, stupid name for a male cat if you ask me.

"Hey man. Pass up the cat." Luke said from the top of the steps reaching out to grab the cage. "Jason! Where the hell is the cat Man?"

"What?" What the hell was he on about?

"Sarah's cat Man. It's gone." I turned the cage around and sure enough even though the door was firmly latched closed there was no Kitty Cat inside. I stopped myself just in time from sayin' bad words.

"Sheesh!" I yelled, I ran my spare hand through my hair and stamped my foot in frustration. What in the hell was I goin' to tell Sarah? In hopelessness I looked around. I couldn't believe it… strolin' over to us as calm as can be from the Camp was Kitty Cat.

"How'd he get out here?" Luke asked as he picked the cat up and tickled him under the chin.

"I don't know and I don't care." I said with meaning. "Let's just get him back in this thing and get our stuff." I think I just aged ten years.