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I know this is probably a little earlier than you expected it to be, especially because I've been horrible with updating lately, but I had some free time and figured I'd write this. So just let me know what you think. Please! Review!
The Magister was sitting on a seat above the crowd of Vampires. He had dark eyes and looked bored with every Vampire that presented their case. Emma couldn't believe this was the man everyone feared. He looked weak compared to most of the other Vampires. Emma guessed it was his power that scared them, not his actual size. Finally it was their case. "Eric Northman, Sheriff of Area 5, step up." He ordered. Eric moved forward a few steps. "Bring out the Queen Sophie-Anne Leclerq." He said.
An eruption of shouts and hollering suddenly echoed through the whole area. A vampire walked out holding the Queen firmly so she couldn't move unless he did. She had silver draped around her wrists, holding them together. Emma noticed she didn't look scared. She looked like she was trying to stop a smirk from coming to her face. Emma felt sick in her stomach. With every second passing, she had a feeling the Queen wasn't going to be found guilty.
"Now, where is the Human?" The Magister asked.
Emma felt someone grab her but she quickly pulled out of the female Vampires touch. "Don't come near me." She said to her viciously. Emma noticed a small smirk appear on Erics face but was quickly replaced his blank stare. The female Vampire shot her fangs out at Emma. Normally Emma would have been scared, any Human would be but with everything that happened the last few days she wasn't scared of anything anymore. Emma walked over and stood next to Eric now waiting unsure what she was supposed to do.
"If I was you, I'd be a little nicer to Luisa, shes not a very forgiving Vampire." The Magister said with a smirk on his face. Emma rolled her eyes in response. Emma was hoping Luisa would bite her just so Emma could watch her burn but she kept that thought to herself. "It seems the Rector has failed to show, now that's not good for-"
"I'm right here." Emma said loudly. Eric and the Magister both turned toward her. "I'm the Rector." She said crossing her arms over her chest now.
The Magister stared at her for a few seconds until complete silence had taken over the whole area. "Very well." He said finally. "Luisa, I'll advise you not to bite her. You would only die from it." He said narrowing his eyes at Emma. "Poisoned blood." He said with disgust in his voice. "So, Mister Northman, you are claiming that the Queen of Louisiana, Miss Sophie-Anne Leclerq here, tried to kill you?" He asked.
"Yes, Magister." Eric answered.
"Magister, that is completely false." The Queen said simply. "Mister Northman has been one of my most loyal Sheriff's. I would never, ever try to harm him in any way." She argued. The Magister stared at her. He looked between Eric and her. Emma knew he was trying to decide who to believe more. She was the Queen, there was no point to her trying to kill Eric. Eric was only a Sheriff, but if he set her up he could easily become King of Louisiana.
"Rector, what does this have to do with the Witches?" He asked turning towards Emma.
Emma cleared her throat. "Your Queen ordered the killing of several Witches in Bon Temps and Shreveport, making it look as if Mister Northman was behind it." Emma stated. "She knew the Witches would have revenge against him by sending the Chosen one to kill him." She explained.
"So, if this is true why isn't Mister Northman dead?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Well, becoming Chosen has many rules, holes, and exceptions. Luckily for Mister Northman he's in the small group of Vampires that can not be killed by us." Emma stated.
"Isn't that convenient." He muttered. He tapped his cane on the ground a few times. "Why can't Mister Northman be killed?" He asked finally after a long moment of silence.
"Thats something I can't tell you." Emma answered him not knowing if it was true but she didn't like the Magister. She didn't trust him completely.
"Why is that?" He asked.
"We have to protect ourselves and our secrets." Emma replied. "I'm sure there are plenty things about Vampires that Witches don't know." She added knowing it was true.
"Very well." He said seeming pleased with her response. "Well, prove that he can't be killed." The Magister ordered.
Emma felt her stomach drop. What was she supposed to do? Let Eric feed on her in front of the entire Tribunal. She turned to Eric and she knew she didn't really have any other options. If the Magister sided with the Queen then the war would continue. She would probably be killed, along with a lot of other innocent Witches. If he sided with Eric, every thing would end. Emma could go back home to Boston and continue on with her life. Emma let out a breath and moved closer to Eric. She turned her head to the side with her neck exposed. She waited and she felt Eric's fangs pierce into her skin.
She felt a moan escape her mouth which caused noise of laughing and hollering from the Vampires watching. "Alright, I get it." The Magister said loudly after a few seconds passed. Eric pulled away, blood dripping down his chin. "So why is there suddenly a new Rector?" The Magister asked. "If my memory serves correctly, you haven't had a new one in over 50 years." He said simply.
"60 years actually." Emma corrected him. "And she died." Emma said plainly.
The Magister sat forward in his seat. He narrowed his eyes at Emma. Something about him made Emma feel uncomfortable. She knew he didn't believe her completely. "Luisa, bring that pathetic Vampire, Jon, here." He ordered. Luisa did as she was told. "Now, Jon is being forced to meet the sun, its a rather long story." He said motioning to him. "Let him feed on you." He said looking at Emma.
"No." Emma said quickly.
"Are you sure?" The Magister asked.
Emma took a step closer to the Magister now. "If you doubt me, why don't you come feed on me?" Emma dared him. He smirked at her. Emma felt Eric giving her a look that meant to be quiet but she didn't care. Emma continued to stare at the Magister knowing she would eventually have to give in. "Fine, bring him here." Emma said finally. Emma felt his fangs pierce into the same holes as Eric's had. She waited a few seconds and soon he was on the floor coughing. All the Vampires watched as he slowly lost all his blood and then burst into flames. Once he was just a pile of ash Emma turned back to the Magister. "Do you believe me now?" She asked sarcastically.
The Magister let out a laugh. "I'm starting to think we should let Humans in here more often. They are always so entertaining." He grinned. Emma felt disgusted by him. "Well, back to business." He said crossing his hands on his lap. "Well seeing as Mister Northman is still undead and the Queen is in a very powerful position..." He looked down at the Queen. "I'll sentence you to a 20 years, chained in silver in the dungeon and after that year, you will not be returning back to your position on the throne." He stated. "I actually think it would be in your best interest to leave the United States completely after your time served." He said simply.
He waved his hand quickly. A Vampire came over and took her away. The Magister turned to face Emma and Eric. "Now, as for you two...Mister Northman I would love strip you of your Sheriff title for failing to report the Vampire that was murdered outside your business but I guess you were slightly busy." He reasoned but still looked disappointed. "If I have to see you n here again there will be serious consequences." He threatened. He turned his eyes towards Emma. "And you, Rector, I wish I could feed on you just to watch you die. I particularly hate Witches." He said to her. "But as you know, I can't. So dismissed, all of you." He said waving them away.
Eric stopped his car in front of Fangtasia. He said something to Pam and Chow that Emma couldn't understand. They climbed out the car. Emma watched them unsure what she was supposed to do. Eric turned to her. "Get in the front seat." He ordered her and turned back around. "I'll drive you back home." He said.
"My car is here though." Emma said confused but then looked at the parking lot. It was empty. "What the hell did you do with my car?" She asked angrily.
"Just get in the front." Eric told her. "I don't like repeating myself." He added.
"Fine." Emma climbed over the seat and slid into the front seat. She put her seat belt on. Eric began driving. She wished he would go faster. It would take them almost an hour to get to her house from Fangtasia. She wondered why he wasn't driving as fast as he usually did. Emma leaned back and closed her eyes but she heard Eric talking suddenly. She turned to him. She looked at him. She saw his mouth moving but his words weren't making any sense to her. It sounded like he was speaking a different language. "I don't understand you." She said to him as she felt her head begin to hurt instantly.
Eric looked at her with a shocked look on his face. He said something again but she didn't understand him. "Stop the car." She said to him as she began to panic. He pulled over on the side of the road. Emma quickly took off her seat belt and got out. She felt the pain in her head get stronger and worse. "Whats wrong with me?" She whispered to herself. She felt her stomach tighten and she felt like throwing up instantly.
"Emma, just relax." Eric said from where he was standing. Emma could tell he wasn't sure if he should get closer to her or not.
She wrapped her arms around her stomach and she couldn't stand any longer. She was on her knees in the dirt. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She placed her hands over her head and began whispering to herself. "Vigoratus mihi, Vigoratus mihi." She repeated softly. She felt the pain leaving her mind. She felt her body returning to normal. She stood up slowly then. She felt tears on her cheeks and realized she must have been crying.
Eric stood still staring at her. "What-" He watched her as she seemed to return to normal. "What just happened?" He asked unsure what to expect from her.
"Nothing happened. I'm fine." Emma said knowing there was something wrong with her. Something was happening she couldn't control anymore. She began to walk to the car but Eric appeared in front of her instantly. "What?" She said annoyed now. "I'm tired. I just want to go home." She said almost begging him to ignore what just happened.
"You were speaking Swedish, not just Swedish, but old Swedish. How would you know that?" He asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Emma said. She didn't speak Swedish, she didn't know anything about Swedish. She only used Latin for spells. No other language other than English. She tried to walk around him but he grabbed her. She felt the part of her arm he was holding heat up. He pulled his hand away quickly and looked at her. "Its just magic, Eric." She reminded him. "I am a Witch, or did you forget that?" She asked. She walked past him and got back into his car.
He got in but didn't say anything. Emma knew it was because he thinking and trying to figure out what happened to her. She didn't blame him. She was wondering what happened to her too but she didn't have any idea. Soon they were in front of her house. Emma saw the lights were still on which meant the Witches were up and waiting for her to come home. She opened the car door when she felt a hand on her again. She turned to Eric. "What?" She asked confused.
"Why didn't you tell me before that you were made Rector?" He asked.
"I was trying to tell you but you weren't listening." Emma answered. "It doesn't matter anyway." Emma shrugged. Something in Emma's mind was telling her Sophie-Anne had told Eric about the prophecy. Emma waited for him to say something but he remained silent. "Well, it was nice knowing you Eric Northman." Emma said knowing she was leaving with the Witches the next day. The chances of her seeing Eric were slim to none. She leaned over and kissed his cheek lightly before getting out the car. Emma didn't know what made her do that but it made her feel better. She was starting to think Eric wasn't completely horrible.
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