Chapter 10
A/N: Hello all! Man I cant believe its already chapter 10...and I still have no idea where this story is going. The updates may be slower than usual but if you readers want to throw in some ideas in the reviews than feel and for incentive there will be shorter time between updates!
princess-snow510: Yes shes wearing a robe so thats sufficient enough to be called clothing. xD
Chapter 10
Both Shiloh and Otis stared perplexed, Otis more than Shiloh of course. They're early She growled to herself. Pam and Godric sat in the living room while Eric was nosing around inspecting the books on the bookshelf. He smiled to himself as his eyes scanned over the many greek literature books. "You dont look like a fan of Charles Dickens" his tone teasing. Shiloh began to talk "Well I haven't exactly read all of them, Otis filled them up for me. In fact he stocked everything". She smiled over at her human.
Otis didn't look very pleased to be brought into the conversation but he just kept his mouth shut. Eric then proceeded to talk "I apologize if we came so early and on short notice. Its just that I'm busy later..." She raised her eyebrow. "Well I hope you three don't mind but if you would excuse me, I could go make myself more presentable." She gave a half fake smile trying not to painfully and slowly kill them all for making her wake up so early. "If you need anything or want to know something while I'm not here, Otis will assist you" They all turned to Otis who had to keep them from noticing his eyes bulging from his sockets. He regained his composure and nodded. "I shall return" She stated and then walked to her room to shower and get ready.
Meanwhile Otis was standing awkwardly by the doorway from the dining room to the living room where the three guests (accept for Eric) were sitting. Eric seemed to notice the fear in Shilohs human and decided to have some fun while he was waiting. In the blink of an eye Eric was in front of the old man which made Otis back up into one of the dining room table chairs. Oh god Shiloh please hurry up! Otis gave a nervous smile, Eric had his fangs out, both Pam and Godric looked on in surprise at the events unfolding. "Otis is it?" Eric asked in a low husky voice. The old man nodded quickly. "How is it that you and little Shiloh came to know each other?" Otis gulped.
"Well I c-cant remember w-where or w-when we met. One day there she was and deep down I felt t-the responsibility to take care of her." He was shaking now with his eyes screwed shut I need a drink right now. Eric then felt a little bit of shock. Well well, so she glamoured him? Eric smirked deviously. "Open your eyes" he demanded. Otis hesitantly opened his eyes. "Im going to reverse your little psychological stupor you're in." What? Otis thought terrified of what the stranger might do. But what was he talking about when he said stupor? He felt like his normal self. Same drunk Otis. Without warning Eric began to unglamoure the human.
As Shiloh left her bedroom she could feel something was off, the air was thick from the humidity of the past day. She also noticed that it was very quiet downstairs. She quietly walked down the stairs to see her human, her Otis being glamoured by Eric Northman. Anger filled up in her chest. In seconds she had Eric against the opposite wall with her hand against his throat ready to rip it out. Eric stared into her eyes, their fangs out. "What do you think you're doing?" She hissed. "Im fixing him" he responded calmly with a smile. Shilohs eye widened as she let go of Eric and turned to face Otis who was staring at her with hatred in his eyes. "YOU GODDAMN FANGER, GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE. TRY TO PLAY YOUR LITTLE VOODOO TRICK ON ME WILL YA?" Shiloh could feel sadness well up in her stomach. Otis broke the leg of the chair and pointed it at her. Shiloh began to walk towards what was her human. As she got closer to him bloody tears threatened to fall down her pale cheeks. As she took another step forward she felt a gentle but firm tug on her upper arm. She looked behind her to see Godric with a kind yet sympathetic expression on his face. "Shiloh, he is gone."