Sorry it's been so long! I cut up my finger pretty bad and really deep and it hurts to type, but I just couldn't resist anymore, so enjoy this one! It might be a little short cuz I'm not sure how much my finger can take. Enjoy!

CHAPTER 11

Kian was sitting on Sookie's couch, glancing this way and that frantically, as Sookie walked back in closing her cell phone, and I ran my hands through my brother's hair.

"Eric's on his way," she said and I stiffened a bit, leaning a bit more heavily on Kian, who only patted my knee. I could tell he had no idea what was going on, and was rather frightened. My hands running through his hair and down his neck seemed to calm him and he let out a little purr and leaned back into the side of me. Sookie seemed lost, and motioned with her eyes for me to follow her into the back of the room. After settling a cup of hot tea into Kian's hands, I walked out and followed her back into the hallway, and into her room.

"What the hell is going on?" Sookie demanded in a furious whisper. I could only glance back at the living room, back at her, and then shrug.

"I have no idea." I said honestly, and ran one hand down my face, careful against my eyes, which were lined with makeup. "He just showed up, screaming of war. He's refused to say a word to me until the 'Northman Vampire' is here. Did you call Bill?" Sookie nodded. "Good. He's probably going to want to hear this too."

I heard the front door open and close, and the next moment there was a wind at my back that made my wings flutter, even pressed against my back. I set my face and turned around. "Eric."

"Why haven't you been answering my calls?" Eric demanded, staring at me with only what I could describe as an impassive, but frustrated stare.

"Because I haven't felt like it. Now is not the time. My brother has information you might want to hear." with that, I turned, slid around him, feeling , and walked back into the living room. I felt his hand brush my arm, and for a moment feared that he would grab onto me, but he seemed to think better of it. Clever vampire.

"You're all going to be killed." Kian said as we walked in, as if he was holding back a secret he just couldn't hide anymore, "We're all going to be killed."

"What does that mean?" Bill asked as he came in from the kitchen, a newly microwaved bottle of True Blood in his hand. He handed it to Eric.

"Kianithian..." I said softly, and crouched in front of my twin brother. We could not have been more different in that moment. "You need to slow down. Look at me - no not at them - at me. Now, tell me what happened."

And Kian began his tale. "It was right after you got away. Brandon has taken over the entire realm, but this you already know. Niall's dust was burned in the mountain, as a sign to all those loyal to him, and his wife was feasted upon." I heard Sookie's slight intake of breath, but no one else made a sound, "Brandon was furious about you. Your leaving. Escaping. He planned to make a spectacle out of your death, but chose Niall's wife instead. They came looking for me, but I hid in the forest. They never found me.

"I spent the next two weeks hiding, and spying whenever I could, and I learned quite a few things." I held my breath, "One is that Brandon is preparing for war. With Earth. And not only with the humans, but with the vampires as well, especially the vampires." I heard Eric's deep growl in the pit of his throat, and swallowed back a nervous squeak at the words coming from my brother. "There's enough of them to overrun the planet easily, unless there is someone there to stop them. I -" it was at that moment that Kian gave a gasp, and leaned back in the chair. I looked down at where his hand was clutched against his chest, and gasped at the sight of blood staining his white tunic. I heard both of the vampires before they got there, hovering over my brother like a sack of donated blood. I growled and stood up, holding out my fingers at both of them. Slowly, steadily, the two backed away, and Sookie rushed to Bill's side to take his arm. Eric, however, stood there staring at me with the most peculiar look on his face. I knelt by my brother yet again, and pulled his tunic away.

Iron poisoning. And by the looks of it it was too far gone. I heard Eric rolling up his sleeve, and the soft sound of his fangs sinking into his cold flesh.

Silver tears began to run down my face, as I looked at the blackening skin that was surrounding his heart, and pumping out new, poisoned black blood with each new breath. His deep green eyes met mine, and we stared at each other for the longest time, before he grasped my hand. "No... no blood... Lilithiana..." he whispered in Faerie, and I fought my quickening breath to listen to him. "There is something else to tell you. Someone has betrayed you. A vampire - working with -" his head fell back against the seat, and I stood up, frantically, and grabbed Eric's arm.

"Your blood." I said frantically. "Eric, please your blood. He's -"

And he was gone. The soft feeling of dust against my face made me drop to my knees, and with a pained howl, I turned, and stared at Eric, who only looked back at me with his cool blue eyes. For a moment, I thought I saw a flash of sympathy or compassion, but he said nothing and as fast as it was there it was gone again.

A sudden rage filled me, and I stood there, feeling my back straighten with every extra minute, one of my eyebrows raised as I met his eyes. I had gone from the woman Fae that I always had been, relying on my siblings to take care of me, to the last one left, the last one standing, yet the first one to stand up. I stepped toward the Sheriff of Area 5 and held out my hand.

"I request an audience with the Authority."