Hey everyone,

Here is chapter 10, i hope you enjoy it. i've never described a battle scene before, so i hope i was accurate enough. Anyways, thanks for all the reviews, alerts, and favorites. I'm going to Ireland soon to visit family, so i won't be able to update as much. But i think we are about half way through with the story. So please read and review. i love to hear what you guys think!

Chapter 10

(Sookie's POV)

The royal estate of Indiana had a gigantic, yet lush front lawn equipped with many small gardens placed closer towards the house. There were exotic plants and colorful flowers that lined the sides of the driveway. As we approached closer to the left side of the house, I noticed that the house had a built in archway that connected the garages to the main house. The house looked similar to a two story French chateau. The walls were red bricked with white shutters surrounding each window. There were many windows on both floors, but they had been modified to eliminate the light from entering inside. When we were through the archway, we arrived into the courtyard. There were multiple large garages along the left side of the house, an extravagant water fountain in the center of the courtyard, and ornate doors leading into the house on the right.

There were guards placed throughout the court yard, and many more came out of the house when we arrived. While they were unloading the coffins, I was trying to think of another way to escape. My last attempt failed, but how was I suppose to know that there would be child proof locks on the vans? I scanned the courtyard, and noticed guards coming towards my door. Even if I could overpower them enough to get past them, there were guards placed by the archway which was the only way out. Not to mention all the guards just standing around in the area. I wouldn't make it far if I tried to escape again, especially if these guards were supernatural beings which I assumed that they are.

I heard a door open, and turned towards Amelia who was being forced out of the vehicle. Since I was on the right side, I turned body to where my left arm would be more accessible to the guard as I held my right arm closer to my body. Next my door opened, and I was jerked out of the car. I was forcefully led into the house. If you thought the outside was fancy, the inside was ten times more extravagant. There was marble flooring throughout the house, elegant antique furniture, and as far as I could see everything was excessively decorated. Well everything except for the basement which was where we were housed, again.

Amelia and I were restrained to chairs on opposite sides of the room. The bulky guards took pleasure in making sure the ropes were tied tight enough that it rubbed our skin raw. When they were content with the job they performed, they left us alone to our thoughts. On each of their faces was a smug smile, and I couldn't wait for the day when I could slap that grin off their faces. As thoughts of freedom dominated my mind, I felt my eyes struggling to stay open. Eventually, I shut my eyes as I drifted in out of sleep for the rest of the day.

I awoke when a door was violently opened and slammed loudly against the wall. I tensed in my seat as Fitzpatrick and his men dashed into the room, at speed that my human eyes could not follow. As he was standing in front of me I could see the rage on his face. At the same pace, I felt his hand hit my cheek which knocked the wind out of me. My check busted open, which scared me. A fresh bloody wound in a room filled with hungry Vampires. Then I felt his hand grasp my chin as he turned my face towards him.

He was about an inch from my face, when he said angrily "if you would have changed your loyalties to the king, you would have been pampered here."

I glared at him as tears were stinging my eyes. He continued "I had already scheduled a doctor to set that arm of yours. I bet it still hurts doesn't it?" He then jerked at my hurt arm, and I screamed out in pain.

"It will be in your best interest to be loyal to the King. There is a suite upstairs equipped with everything you will ever need. All you have to do is stop trying to run. This is your new life, accept it."

Everything I could want, my ass! All I wanted was my freedom, and to be reunited with Eric. "If only I was a materialistic woman, but I'm not." I said not backing down.

He stepped back as he studied me carefully. "Telepath, who was your Vampire lover?"

I remained silent at first, but when he was about to jerk on my arm again I said, "Eric Northman."

He froze for a moment as a surprised look registered on his face. He knew Eric. I wonder what there connection was, and how they knew each other. But when his fangs extended with a sly smile, I knew it couldn't have been a good one.

"That's rich, the legendary Viking succumbing to a human? You must be good." He said as he arched an eyebrow. "I will cater to you're…. other needs."

I felt my stomach flip like I might get sick at any moment. His hand was on my face, and I turned my head away from him as an attempt to remove myself from his grasp as much as I could.

"Master, everything is in place." One of the other Vampires said as she entered the room.

"And the King?" He asked as he slowly backed away from me.

"He is in transit."

"Perfect. Telepath, we will finish this conversation later." He said as he stroked my cheek, and in flash they were gone.

(Eric's POV)

I got the information we needed by glamouring on of the Anubis driver. The driver checked the departure and arrival addresses on the computer that was built into the Van. When he found the address we needed, everyone loaded back into the vans. We arrived at our destination three hours later. The driver gave us a gathering point for us to meet when our business had been completed. The vans had departed, and now it was time to fill my desire for revenge. Our plan of attack had to change, since this house was a royal estate built like a fortress. The only entrance into the house was through the archway, which I knew would be heavily guarded. I've been to many royal estates in my existence to know that guards will be placed all throughout the premise. After the new plans were communicated, we made our way onto the estate moving swiftly.

There were guards placed strategically around the premise. I took out the first two guards who were standing near the front gate. Our Vampires were the first prong of attack. We were able to scale the walls quickly, which allowed us to take out any guards that were scouting out the wall tops. We let the bodies fall outside of the fort grounds trying not to give any of the guards on the inside an advanced warning of the attack on the estate. When the wall tops were clear, I peered over the wall to find the optimal spot to sneak up on the guards. I was surprised to see that there weren't as many guards as I was expecting. I nodded to Pam, and we leaped down followed by Bill, Judith and Felicia.

There was a mixture of guards, some vampires some Werewolves. We were outnumbered, but not by much. As the battle began we fought with such intensity that the guards started to fall. The need for vengeance fueled us, so that we fought at double our normal strength. I personally refuse to leave this place with anyone living or undead. The guards in the courtyard launched at us from every angle. A werewolf was in mid air pouncing towards me, I immediately snapped his neck as I launched at another guard. After I took care of the guards in my way, I noticed that with our combined effort there were only a few guards left to go. I motioned to Pam, and we charged fighting fiercely until they fell as well.

When the amount of guards dwindled down to a few, the doors to the house opened as more underlings sprinted out. They positioned into their battle stances awaiting an attack. The oncoming group of vampires looked confident, that they could easily end this rebellious front. There were only five of us compared to their twenty. Just before they decided to launch a preemptive strike, I whistled for reinforcements. As Werewolves, Panthers, Jason equipped with many strands of pure silver, and a lion charged into the courtyard, the Indiana underlings' expressions changed from confident to fearsome.

A sly smile spread across my face as I could feel the power of the battle shift in our direction. "I believe you took something of mine." I hissed as my fangs extracted.