Chapter 10
Power
Almost all characters, are property of Charlaine Harris & HBO, some are of my own creation.
Some of the characters will be OOC at some point, I'd like to thank Mrs. Harris for borrowing her characters, for creating an especially sexy tall, blonde, Viking. I so love to fondle him.
Songs borrowed from Shaman's Harvest, Broken Dreams (Bill) and Alanis Morissette ( You Oughta Know)
I am dedicating this chapter to Spacefan, ericismine, KYSun, NefariousNurse, Suki59, makesmyheadspin, GodricandEricforever, 3wolfz, IloveVikings, Moushee2, Megan Consoer, charhamblin, Lady Luciole, theladykt, vicki219, becka1021, mac3774, Thyra10 and MaryAnnNorthman Cullen.
All of these women have supported me and encouraged me, if I missed anyone I'm so sorry. Please send me a PM and I'll make it right in the next chapter.
Honorable Mention to my EXQUISITE and DAMN GOOD BETA: SouthernLady23 – she's my hero. (Don't tell her, but Waking of the Dead II better have a new chapter or I'll have Eric drain her slowly) LOL Oh, and I'd bet she could whoop Angélique's ass any day.
...Remember, mindspeak will be in bold and italics, off set by 3 dots!...
Pam's POV
I am so PISSED at Sookie! While I was outside taking care of a little...business, she was having a meltdown. Felicia told me, as I walked back in, a woman had been screaming about calling the local authorities. She was ranting about a crazy, blonde bitch accosting her. Filthy vermin, she probably deserved it.
I rushed into my Master's office to find out what the hell happened. "Master, what the fuck...When I smelled their arousals, my fangs automatically popped out. Now was not the time for copulating.
"Pam, get the fuck out, NOW!"
I closed the door and went back to the floor. The human woman was spewing threats, so I thought of a quick solution.
"Human, my Master would like a moment to speak with you. Follow me to the end of the hallway." A huge smile crossed her lips, as she nodded her head in agreement. She followed me like a pig to slaughter, as we walked to the back and I stopped her a few feet from Eric's office. "Stay here, I will announce you first."
I continued to walk the remaining length of the hallway to open the door. Once again, they were examining each others body parts.
"You two need to stop playing doctor and tell me what the fuck is going on! There is a piece of vermin threatening to call the police because she was attacked. I can't glamor her in front of all those witnesses, so I need to bring her back here. Now, get the fuck up!"
I knew I had overstepped my boundaries as his child, and I knew Eric would probably punish me, but I also knew he wouldn't do it until the vermin situation was handled. I stared them down until finally, Eric raised up off Sookie, with her in tow. Eric handed his wife a fresh pair of panties to put on; knowing Eric, her old ones probably met their final death. Sookie slipped her jeans back on, then pulled Eric's t-shirt over her head, while my Master grabbed a shirt from his closet.
After I made sure they wouldn't go at it again, I corralled the woman in. She had a huge smile across her face as she took in the vision of my gorgeous sire. I had to admit, Eric did have one hell of an amazing physique. She all but eye fucked him, until her eyes glanced to see Sookie – then I made my move.
As she opened her mouth to scream, I caught her gaze and glamored her to thinking the night ended very well for her. When I finished, she was like a kid in a candy store. She would have wonderful memories about what she did with Eric for days on end. As she walked out contented and sated, I followed behind her telling the lovebirds to carry on.
Before I made it through the door, however, Eric stopped me and told me we needed to talk. He ordered me to fetch Amelia also. I did as commanded and of course, when we came back in, they were checking each others tonsils. I made a cynical remark to their teenage behavior and sat down in the chair next to Amelia.
As Eric began to tell us of the Chosen One, and our Sookie was THE Chosen One, we were both awestruck. I remember long ago Eric had told me folk tales of a Chosen One, but there was little documentation. I was never able to find out what race this being would be, what sex, nothing – until today. From what I did know, all the races, vampire, 2-natured, Fae, nymphs, goblins, trolls, gnomes, elves, brownies, cyclopes, witches, demons, etcetera, would all swear their loyalty to this being; and all the races wanted their own to be this being.
I explained all this to Sookie and she seemed speechless; until she decided to question one of the quatrains of her prophecy. She was concerned, thinking she might die. I knew seer's could sometimes be very vague cryptic, so I told her not to read too much into it. However, when she said something might happen to Eric, my senses went on high alert. I loved Sookie, and have always been quite fond of her. She made an excellent mate for Eric, and now because of her powers, they were more equally yolked; but if we were ever in the situation where I had to decide who meets their final death, I think I would have to vote for Sookie. It pains me to say it, but I could not go on without my Master. Hopefully, I will never have to make that decision. I know it sounds ruthless but hey, I AM Vampire.
Eric ordered me to hire more guards for her but as her temper flared because of Eric's High-handedness, so did her glowing. It freaked her out, as well as the rest of us. She screamed for help and Eric and I rushed to her side, but when I touched her, a current of electricity flowed into my body. I cursed her as I jerked my hand back, earning me a warning from Eric. I commented on this new power, because it would probably kill a human, if she could learn to control it. It would also definitely, incapacitate a supe – at least for a few minutes. This shocking power could become a wonderful protective tool for her.
Eric called Niall and left a message for him earlier about the guards, but he called back just in time to help her calm herself. I could not do anything but stare in amazement at my Mistress? Yes, MY Mistress. She is and will always be Eric's mate. She is now the most powerful supe in this realm and I would be at her side to help her and my Master. How could I really choose between her and Eric's demise? I thoughts earlier just became cloudy and muddled. It was in that very instant I knew what I had to do; I had no other choice really. I was no fool and I knew when to take a hint. Eric and Sookie were my future as well as Amelia.
So, I walked over to Sookie, bent on one knee, raised my right first, placed it over my unbeating heart and pledged my fealty. If anyone tried to harm as much as one hair on my mistress's beautiful body, they would pay...with their life. My future lover - yes I am very fond of her - also went down on her knee to pledge her fealty. I admired her for this; it was a very good move on her part. It made me respect her even more.
Of course Eric was pleased with our actions, and his gorgeous smile confirmed it. As the call from Niall ended, Eric explained a few more things to me and sent me and Amelia on our way. We had business to attend to. He did however, inform me through mindspeak to put the Britlingens on guard. I completely agreed, but I had to give him shit about it anyway; they were both so pig-headed.
I went to my office and made the arrangements for the guards. Everything was going well. Angélo had become a very good bouncer, I was impressed. Needless to say, impressing me is no easy feat. I was about to wrap up for the night as the cattle stampeded out of the club...that is until I felt Eric call me – or so I thought.
Eric's POV
I felt Sookie's fear and demanded she tell me what was wrong. When she said she had a 'very bad feeling', I prepared for the worst. My sword was in the trunk and I had to make time to get to it. I could pull on the shoulder, fly away with her and come back and get the car later. However, if I decided to act on this, I might not have another chance to find out who these fuckers were and who sent them.
"Eric, they want me."
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! How the fuck did they locate her already? Hmm. Someone must be watching her. No matter. My duty is to keep her safe. The best defense, is a great offense.
I punched the gas to put some distance between us and our aggressors. I told her I was about to pull over on the shoulder and commanded her to stay in the car. My blood lust had fully piqued and I felt the fear through our bond, so I sent my wife all the confidence and assurance fro the pending fight.
"Do not worry, my treasure. You will be safe."
I slid onto the shoulder of the road as I threw the car in park, jumped out and grabbed my sword from the trunk. "Stay here!"
I maimed one vampire with the first swing of my broadsword, the others converged and the maimed one stepped back in to help the others. I swiftly killed the maimed assailant and one of his counterparts. Out the corner of my eye, I saw my blonde goddess rise from the floorboard and step out of the car. All I could think was, NO! DO NOT DO IT, PLEASE! RUN QUICKLY!
I did not want to shout, because it would have drawn unnecessary attention to her. She needed to be as inconspicuous as possible.
When she yelled at them and told them to get the 'fuck away from her husband', my unbeating hear swelled with pride. Instantly, another emotion welled up inside of me. Rage. Rage for my woman's life being put in danger, and rage at the fucking Were walking towards her. Suddenly, an afterthought occurred to me, as I parried and sliced an arm off vampire number 3. Sookie said she 'would not run', just after I thought about it. She even stared at me while she said it. Could it be, she could read vampire minds now?
I glanced over at her again, and saw the Were holding her, touching her? The beast will DIE a painful and slow death for laying a finger on her. "Get you fucking filthy paws off my wife, beast. After I finish these 4, you will be next."
Out of no where, I saw Pam's vehicle screeched to a halt. How the hell did she know Sookie was in trouble? I did not call her. Then, an evil smirk crossed my lips, with my child by my side we would make short work of these weaklings.
I had just killed number 5, Pam took care of number 6, and was about to deliver her final blow to incapacitate one Were, when we heard the girls screaming. I looked down the street, and the other Were was on top of Pam's car.
The vehicle was moving, and he was peeling away the top of the vehicle. If I did not move quickly, he would have been able to grab my Sookie. I leaped into action and ran at Vampire speed towards them. When I was within 3 feet of the vehicle, a blinding white light, lit up the inside of Pam's Range Rover. The vehicle came to a dead stop and I saw the Were...disappear?
I rushed over to the women, and Pam was right on my heels. When we made it to them, nothing could had prepared us for what we saw. On the roof, in the spot the Were was positioned, was nothing more than sand. Amelia was screaming, but we did not hear any sound. She was hitting and punching at some transparent bubble encapsulating her. My precious Sookie was...unconscious? FUCK!
I grabbed her and shook her gently. "Sookie! Sookie! Lover, open your eyes, PLEASE!"
I looked over her body to make sure she was not bleeding or mortally wounded. After being satisfied, I told Pam to call Ludwig and have her meet me at our home. Before I had the chance to say anything else, we heard Amelia's screams. When we looked over at her she seemed confused and uninhibited by the strange force which had been surrounding her before.
"What the fuck; and what's wrong with Sookie?" Amelia asked us with a dazed look on her face.
"Pam, meet me at my home with the car, and hurry. …"Then, take the prisoner and hold him until we have a chance to interrogate him"...
I took off in the air with my beloved.
We landed shortly after at the front door. Jonathan looked rather concerned as he noticed Sookie's condition. He hurried to open the door for me as I carried her in and laid her on the sofa in the study; minutes later Ludwig popped in.
"Tisk, tisk, tisk, Viking. What have you done to the poor girl now?"
"I have done nothing to her, and I have no time for your shit. We had an incident, and I need to find out why she is not responsive."
"Well, what happened? I need to know, so I will have a starting point in her examination."
I did not want to tell her, but to help Sookie, I would tell her anything she needed.
"I was in battle and a Were grabbed her. She was able to escape with the witch's help, but the Were changed and jumped on the roof of their vehicle. He began to pull off the top to gain entry, and get to Sookie. Suddenly there was a blinding light, and by the time I reached the car, Sookie was unconscious and I could not revive her."
"Hmm. Okay, anything else?"
She began checking Sookie's vitals and pulled out a pouch containing some type of powder. "No, nothing else."
She rubbed some of the powder on Sookie's forehead, and placed her hand on top of it. A few seconds later, Sookie began to stir, and her eyes fluttered open.
"Mmm, Eric? What...what happened? Where am I?"
"You are in our home, love. In the study."
"Oh, okay," she replied as she fell unconscious again.
"What the fuck did you just do, Ludwig? You were supposed to help her!"
"Don't raise you voice at me Vampire; I did help her! She is just spent from all the energy she used. Give her a couple of days, to regain her strength. Whatever she is, and whatever she did, drained her energy. She will need to take precautions so this will not happen again. I can smell the power in her; she is much more powerful than any being I have ever come across, and if she does not learn to control those powers, they will kill her. It seems this is only the result of a minimal use of her powers, just think of what could have happened if she had used more."
Ludwig was not the first being concerned with her power and what it could do to her; and I did not want to think of her using more power, if this IS what happened with just minimal use.
"The Prince said almost the same thing to her."
"The Prince? What, Prince?"
"The sky fairy, Prince."
"Niall? Are you telling me SHE is of Fae decent, and you have never thought to mention this to me before now because..."
"Because I did not feel you were privy to the fact until now. Her heritage is not something we televise."
"You fucking, idiot vampires are all the same with all of your secrets. There is a certain protocol I have to follow for different races. Idiot! What if I had given her iron, or lemon? Fucking VAMPIRES! This knowledge will at least help for future treatments. Now, let her rest, and no sex until she is fully recovered. I expect my payment in full, tomorrow." She disappeared without another word.
Had I had a beating heart, it would have broken from her order of no sex, but I would not want to injure Sookie anymore either.
I glanced down at her, kissed her gently on the lips, and took her to our chamber. She did not move as I undressed her and laid her under the covers. "Sleep, little one, and you will feel better once you are rested." I leaned over her, while inhaling her scent and kissed her lightly on her forehead.
As I turned to walk away, she grabbed me with her tiny hand and rubbed my arm.
"Eric, I love you," she muttered, and then she began lightly snoring.
Fuck me! Could I have imagined what she just said? I wanted to wake her, to make sure I was not hallucinating. I calmed myself, trying to think rationally, but it was far too late. Would I have the strength to wait until she fully recovered to ask her about her comment?
I walked towards the restroom, and turned on the light, just in case she awoke; then headed back into the foyer with Sookie's words ringing in my ears. Jonathan was standing outside the door. "Your mistress will be in her chambers resting, tell the others no one is to enter the manor tonight, but beginning tomorrow, only the 2 guards I assign will permitted entrance besides Pamela and Amelia. After you have finished notifying them, you may leave.
"Yes, sir, but I would really like to stay to find out Sookie is okay."
"She is fine, she just needs to rest. Now go. You will need to be here early in the morning."
"Yes, sir."
He left without another word, and I finally had time to think about the night's events...and Sookie's confession.
About an hour after Jonathan left, Pam and Amelia arrived. I was still not finished pondering the issues of the night, but welcomed their company.
"Master, all is done. The prisoner is secured and ready to be questioned. I have contacted the 8 guards which include the Britlingens They will all arrive tomorrow evening at 9pm. Have you heard from the fairy tutor or the Prince, and more importantly, what the fuck just happened back there? I felt you calling me but...it was...different in some way."
"Pam, I did not call you."
"If not you then wh...NO! Sookie!"
Amelia's head whipped back to look at me. "Sookie, called Pam? Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"Exactly," I said with a hint of anxiety. "Witch, what was happening to you in the car? What were you pounding on, and why did you not do the same to help Sookie?"
"Eric, it wasn't me; I didn't do a thing but scream."
"Sookie...again?"
The witch nodded her head. "Fuck!"
"Indeed. You know her powers are increasing, she's going to need help soon."
"Yes, Amelia. I agree." Eric answered, then he spoke to Pam. "Were you able to hire the guards?"
"Yes, Master. The 8 guards will be the triplets, Zahara, Zahria and Zahur, the Britlingens, Batanya and Clovache, Jafar, Inir and Yeshe."
I was very proud of my child's efficiency, her attention to detail and her ability to negotiate a price for all of them was rivaled only to my powers of persuasion. Of course, I had known of their reputations, and was acquainted with them all, but the triplets were the only ones I had actually spent a considerable amount of time with. With Pam as my child, she knew almost all of my dealings with other vampires, so there was no surprise she contacted them all.
Tomorrow night everyone will be in place, and her fairy tutor will arrive when Sookie calls for him.
"Excellent, now I will have Sookie contact Niall when she is ready for her tutor. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT tell ANYONE what transpired tonight, or Niall will try to take her."
They both nodded in understanding. Now, as far as Sookie's powers, we can wait to ask her when she recovers. Ludwig, said she needs to rest to regain her strength. "Amelia, did you ward Pam's home?"
"Yes, we did it on the way here."
"Good, will you please go ward this one, I do not want any unexpected fairies popping in."
"Sure, I'll just be a few minutes."
She left out to gather her things, and start the spell.
"Master, what is happening to our Sookie? How is she?"
"She is resting Pam, however, I want to know how she called you."
"I do not know. It felt like your call, but the feeling was 10 times as intense. I actually gasped for air!"
"Hmm. Maybe it was because of our bond and because she feeds from me regularly, that her call was so much more intense. But how could she call you? I do know her powers are becoming more powerful. Niall said they are connected to her emotions, so we must find a way to help her stay calm, or there could be an unfortunate mishap."
"Eric, what happened to the Were? One minute he was tearing away the roof of my car, and the next I saw a big pile of sand."
"I am unsure, but if what happened what I theorize, you are in for the surprise of your undead life.
One more thing, I believe she...read my thoughts."
Pam's eyes widened, and for once she was speechless. "Before you arrived to help us, I saw her stepping out of the car. I was thinking and pleading with her in my thoughts not to do it, and to run away quickly. However, when she addressed her attackers, she looked directly in my eyes and said, 'I'm not going to run'. I do not know if she actually read my mind or strictly a coincidence, but I am almost positive she heard me."
"Fuck!"
"Yes, Pam. We are just that."
Meanwhile at Fangtasia...
Angélo's POV
"What the fuck do you want Angélique? Haven't you caused enough trouble for the month? I don't know when Pam or Eric will be back, and I won't stop him if he does something to you."
"Big brother, don't worry. I can handle myself. I-"
"I'm not worried, I just don't want you here."
"Don't act like that, I just came to talk to the sexy dark-headed fanger I saw here last night. He isn't as handsome as Eric, but he's still a looker."
"I'm not acting," I said while rolling my eyes. I really hoped she would leave soon because I didn't want any shit. Eric and I have an understanding, and I didn't want to compromise our working relationship for her trysts.
She walked to the bar and bought a drink, then made her way over to Bill. They talked for a moment, but the music was blaring so loudly, I couldn't make out a single sentence. Finally, they decided to leave together. It was the last I saw of them for the night, thank goodness.
As I worked the door, I contemplated on the best way to get her to leave town. Even though she was my twin, I had a love/hate relationship with her. I could deal with her...from a distance – a very, long distance. I thought about an old rap song, 'she could find a short pier, and take a long walk'. Maybe I could talk her into moving to Botswana or the Congo...
Bill's POV
I was pleasantly surprised when Eric's old flame sat at my table with me. I assumed she was still VERY much into the Viking, but because of her flirting, I knew she had other things on her mind...with me. I must say, she knew what a good thing was, because I am very handsome and quite a catch...if I do say so myself. She asked if I wanted to go back to her place, and normally I would have said no; but just to fuck with Eric more, I decided to take her up on her offer.
I jumped in my car and followed her to the Boomtown Casino & Hotel in a few short minutes and I followed her to the elevators. We made it to the 12th floor and she pulled out her key card for us to enter. I heard music in the background, but paid no attention to it...I had more important things to tend to. Instead, I grabbed her by the arm and crushed her lips to mine, but she pulled back, putting her hands on my chest.
"Wait, Bill. I wanted to talk with you. I'm sorry for the deception, but I couldn't let my brother eavesdrop."
My fangs dropped down in anger as I tightened my grip on her arm. I would tear it off if need be. "Why did you bring me here?"
"Don't get your panties in a twist, Bill."
Suddenly, the floor began to shake, rattling me. I immediately released her. "Now that's better, don't you think? I wanted to speak with you because I have a business proposition for you. It involves that little blonde of yours."
She had peaked my interests. I didn't trust her, but couldn't stop myself from hearing her idea. "Go, on."
"Well, I know how you are infatuated with Eric's little plaything, because I've seen how you act around her. I know you want her, and I still want Eric. So, instead of me killing her I came up with an idea. How's about a little trade?"
I glared at her, thinking this was just a trick, but I would give anything to get MY Sookie back.
"What kind of trade?" I asked her cautiously.
"Well, I was thinking we could help each other. I could get Eric back, and you could get Ms. Blonde and Busty."
"Her name is Sookie!"
"Whatever. Anyway, if I could make friends with little Ms. Whatever, and get her alone, you could be there to pick up the pieces from her and Eric's break-up."
"What? Are you daft? They are bonded and married, which makes them all but inseparable, they won't leave each other!"
"Hmph. They will when I finish with them."
As I turned to leave, and think about the possibilities of having Sookie again, I heard the words of the song playing in the background,
What's that metronome I hear, perhaps the end is drawing near
You never hear the shot that takes you down
Now your dreams a memory, and seems more true from far away...
Out of time, so say goodbye
What is yours, now is mine
And I dream broken dreams, I make them come true...
I had a lot to think about; I want to make my dreams come true...
Angélique's POVMy idea is a masterpiece, it will be a plan made for the storybooks! I will use Compton to aid me in gaining back my lover's hand. He WILL come back to me. All he needs is a little motivation, and he would see the light, or else.
I could not believe him! How could he claim to love and marry a...human? I know it's all for show. He must have some other plan for her.
As I got ready for bed, I put my Ipod on shuffle, and listened to my songs.
I did not take rejection well, and I will have to teach my vampire a lesson about it. However, he could make it up to me in bed. He was an excellent lover, and his ass! God, I could palm it for days on end!
Now, I just have to find a way around my brother and Eric's bitch, Pam. Hmm, I wonder if I can contact Madden?
Oh! My favorite song!
...You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?...
My temper started to flare, as the words of the song penetrated my psyche. I will take great joy in destroying that little bitch!
...'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed
That was me and I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes, and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails
Down someone else's back I hope you feel it
Well, can you feel it?
Oh, no mon amour. I will NEVER fade, but she will!
And I'm here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know...
A/N: I know, I know. I'm mean for taking so long with the chapter, but I have another job. It takes a lot of my time, but as you can see I've been working on it. I hope you all have voted on Bill's fate from my profile page b/c he is going to rearing his ugly head more and more, as well as Angélique aka La Femme Fatal
The names of the guards all have a meaning...
The triplets names are Swahili all meaning flower, even though Zahur is masculine.
Jafar is Sanskrit, meaning little stream.
Inir is Welsh, meaning honorable.
Yeshe is Tibetan, meaning wise one.