A/N : Wohoo! Update within a week. I'm sticking to my promise. Posted still sans beta. Wanted beta help sign is still up. Please pm me if you're interested.

Blood :-k bad blood, good blood, blood source. There's a lot of connected blood here, and there's a lot to connect to the blood. Muwahhahahh….

Chapter 21

SPOV

The searing pain in my shoulder is intensifying by the second the clock ticks, also while waiting for the first vampire who will finally leap and sink their fangs on me. The glassy eyes of every vampire focused on me, mixed with deafening silence of the crowd, believe it or not, gave me cold sweats and chilled me through my bones, than my impending demise.

Maybe because of the waiting, maybe because it made me more afraid, wondering who will and where will I be attack first. I know stupid, stupid, stupid logic of mine for actually thinking that, for anywhere I will be attack and bitten in this particular situation really didn't matter, because vampires were everywhere, I was surrounded; there was no escape for me.

It feels like a few minutes had past but in actuality it's only been maybe a few seconds, but everything seems to be in slow motion. Maybe because I was waiting for the inevitable, no doubt the end of my short live life on this earth.

I felt a cold hand clasp with my hand, before I heard the exploding of shattering glass. Docking down is my first instinct to do, so that's got me landed on the floor, covering my head with my arms, and groaning in pain from the sudden movement of my wounded shoulder and no doubt stings of shards of glass that is now also embedded on my skin.

Then, an inconceivable happened. Through this entire incident, I felt somebody was embrace on me, encircling me protectively with him or her arms. Peaking through my arms, while groaning in pain, and shocked as soon as I realize who poise crouch above me was, it was Mr. Lindgren.

He said something to me, but for the shaken condition I am in, I couldn't comprehend what he was saying for me to actually be able to respond to him. I was catatonic for a few moments, until he shook me and that's when I cried in pain and look at my arms where Mr. Lindgren was griping when he shook me. Him shaking me, the shards of glass imbedded in my skin had settled deeper through my skin.

Mr. Lindgren hissed, and leaps away from me, and that's where I found out where I was crouch kneeling down. I was in one of the bedroom inside the mansion. 'How the heck did we get here?'

I look at where Mr. Lindgren was standing at now. His fangs were fully extended and he was rapidly talking on the phone.

"I can't tend to her for much longer! She is bleeding too much. My home is under attack, so I need someone to take her away from here!" Mr. Lindgren said on the phone.

I follow his pacing, staring at him from his rapid movements, because I really don't know what else to do. Every small movement I make is painful, and I can feel the blood dripping more from my wounds.

"I can't give her my blood. I think it will be more harmful than helpful at this moment, she is covered in shards of glass."

"Fine! Be stubborn! I'll give her a few drops. But someone better be here now. I can't stay with her."

Suddenly Mr. Lindgren was in front of me. I was startled and I fell backwards. Ugh! My head bounce in the carpet and I grunt in pain.

"My apologies my dear, but I need you to take a few drops of my blood. I don't have much time to discuss anything with you, as you can tell my home is being attack. Open your mouth Sookie."

Squinting in pain, I look at Mr. Lindgren. I can't really argue at the moment, either stay in pain or accept his healing blood. I choose the latter and open my mouth. He nicks his finger tip with his fangs and let a few drops of his blood drip in my mouth. As soon as I swallow his blood his at the door, but before leaving he says,

"Sookie, dear, for your safety, once I come out of this door, don't open the door no matter what. Not for anybody, do you hear? Someone will be here soon" he said then his out the door locking it from the inside.

'Well, he said someone will be here soon. How the heck somebody can get inside here if I'm not supposed to open the freaking door? That's just fuckwad! It doesn't make any sense. But before I even got to ponder more, I started feeling sick. Goosebumps started creeping on my body, suddenly feeling cold. I started to convulse, then my vision get blurry, until finally I can't see and feel anything anymore.

Down stairs of the mansion

Bodies piled up everywhere. Legs, arms, head, falling out organs, and other body parts were strewn around the room. Humans and vampires were victim of this macabre pile of bodies, but for humans the lack of preternatural reflex, that all vampires possessed, the lost of life is much greater.

After a few minutes had past, speeding tires were heard from outside. Clear indication that whoever responsible to this dreadful evening incidents, were now fleeing freely from the scene.

Although much more human died from this ambushed, never estimate how much vampire suffered from this.

After windows were shattered from outside force, from the used of silver ammo guns, and not second further bombs containing silver pellets discharged in the room, sending humans and vampires alike to their final death and for the lucky ones, left with severed limbs or only weaken by it when it planted on their skins.

Moans and groans soon erupt; follow by angry hissing and growls from supernatural beings.

It was a mess. The vampires who were on the second floor descended down stairs, including Mr. Lindgren who had pop Sookie out of harms way. They started the extraction of the survivors. For a moment, everything turns in to more chaos once the wounded vampires started grabbing the humans to extract blood to heal themselves, but once Fredrik instructed to the uninjured vampire where to put the wounded vampires and where the supply of blood bags are, it slowly wound down into a system of saving every body that can be save.

Eric was injured from the silver pellets, which is now imbedded in various parts of his body, but miraculously and luckily didn't have any severe limbs from the impact and force of the explosion. Fortunately, for him the few silver bullets only grazed him or for some other cases it just pass all the way through various parts of his body. His head cracked from being thrown to the marble floor from the impact of the explosion, leaving him unconscious. Fortunately, the wound started healing though agonizingly slowly, due to the silver pellets imbedded in his body.

Upstairs of the mansion

The sight of convulsing Sookie was the scene that greeted the twins. Claude and Claudine immediately went to action.

Before touching Sookie, Claudine chanted some words in their fairy language and made sweeping motion with her hands on Sookie's body and immediately the shards of glass disappeared. The bullet wound in Sookie's shoulder was now in the process of healing. Thanks to Fredrik's blood.

Sookie cried in pain on this gesture for a moment, but continued convulsing.

Claude, after his sister did her magic to make the shards of glass disappear from Sookie's body, went and grabs Sookie's arms, pinning it down with both his hands.

"What do you think is wrong with her? Why is she shaking this badly?" ask Claude to his sister Claudine, who is also puzzled on what is wrong with their kin.

They hadn't met Sookie before. This is the first time they lay their eyes on this particular kin of them, another part fairy human of their bloodline.

Claudine move on top of Sookie's head and crouch down to remove Sookie's mask before answering her twins question.

"You're guessed is as good as mine. I have no idea what is wrong with her. But we need to get her to calm down. Before we bring her home" Claudine responded to her twin absentmindedly, while thinking that although this is the first time they had laid their eyes on this kin of theirs, she somehow look very familiar to her. After several seconds of thinking she figured out who she look like. She looks like their uncle Dain. She was brought out from her thought from her brother telling her,

"We can't take her home. I can tell she barely has the fairy essence to be able to enter the realm. She won't be able to cross the portal."

"We can always give her an elixir to enhance her essential spark for her to be able to enter the portal to the realm, but the problem is we don't have the power or the time right now to do that. Only the prince is able to do that particular concoction. I guess I can just give her some elixir to calm her down, and then bring her to her home." Claudine responded to her brother. She held out her right hand, and a purple looking fruit appeared from her hands, the size and shape of a berry. But this fruit is no berry, and can only be found from the fairy realm.

Claudine pries Sookie's jaw to open her mouth so she can squeeze some juice of the fruit to help Sookie to calm down from her current condition.

The whole time that this incident is happening Sookie's eyes were shut, and as the droplets of the juice hit her throat her eyes open and although fortunately her movements gradually starts ceasing its uncontrollable shaking, her eyes looking through Claudine, started glowing white. Then suddenly Sookie started talking.

"Stå upp , stå upp Eirikr! Du måste lov nu" Eric heard a female voice said. His response is a groan from his current wounded state.

"Du hade inte mycket tid. Du måste lov nu Eirikr. Vilja dig till stå upp , du måste stå upp med där nu framför de finna du Eirikr ."As every word being uttered the voice was getting familiar to him.

"Angeluina? Er det alt du min…"Eric caught himself before the word "love" slips from his lips. He mentally kicks himself for sincerely willing to say the word love like a habit, which truly a habit then, but it was a long dead gone habit now, so he then said instead, in his angry and defiant tone,

"nej Du hade inte rätten till jag med min huvud Angeluina. Du berättade inte jag vad till gör , så lov jagden fuck ensam" said the Viking with bitterness and contempt. As soon as the words left his mind he felt resentment over it.

'But that's the only way he can send the message loud and clear that he doesn't want anything to do with her anymore. He had moved on. In fact he had move on centuries ago. The time for listening to her was just now a long time buried history of his long dead gone past human life, his vampire now, a fucking superior being.

Eric wills himself to wake up from his unconscious state.

This night is turning out to be one hell of pure unexpected surprises for him. Not one of them was good, not one of them he can use, in fact not one of them he can't live without.

"She made good with her promise….She found a way to be with you." Hadley's words once again permeate his mind. 'Right, like I will believe that, like, she's coming back to mess with my head again? I won't let that happen again. Not again. She left and I had move on.

Eric let out a frustrated grunt. This night happeningsare sure testing the limits of his sanity.

That wasn't even figuring out what happen to Sookie after she got shot, because of him? She saved him. What an odd thing to do. What the fuck is she? Where the fuck is she? The last thing he remembers, Fredrik was suddenly beside Sookie. Like he pop from out of nowhere beside her. Or did he run that fast? I don't think so though. Well fuck! He can fucking poof like fairies! Well fuck me any ways! Fredrik is a fucking hybrid!

Eric let out another frustrated grunt. Despite his defiant abhorrent words to Angeluina he wills himself to get up, not because he is going to follow what she told him to do, which is to leave cowardly, but because he wanted to find his child, Pamela, and only by now he can feel that some of his strength is slowly coming back, but not fully. His wounds were gradually knitting back together but every piece of silver pellets were still embedded in his skin keeping him from fully recovering in his injuries, his strength.

He knows that Pam was injured. And possibly badly, because as he uses the maker and child bond that they're sharing, there was no response. 'She must be unconscious, he thought.

While he hobbles and looked around, It just now finally dawned on him how much macabre the place turn out, vampire and humans strewn in various degree of carnage.

He let out a ferocious growl from the scene in front of him. It was followed by howls of the shifters and weres from the distance and Eric's gaze divert outside of the broken windows. He saw the shifters and weres gradually shifting back to their human forms walking towards the mansion.

He saw some of the vampires were helping others, lifting and sending the injured somewhere, Fredrik was leading, directing them.

The shifters and weres join them, looking for people they know. An anguish howl erupted from the two natured, once they found some of their acquaintance and friends injured or lying dead cold.

On Eric's peripheral vision he saw Pam lying halfway under a broken table. Her limbs were in an odd angle, clear indication that some of it was broken.

He lifted Pam to his lap and tries to wake her, shaking her gently. She groans, but didn't open her eyes. 'Fuck! Eric scans her and found a bullet wound on the side of her neck, there's no exit wound, which mean the bullet is still inside her.

Eric contemplated what to do next. He can't take out the bullet himself, because it is silver. He has silver pellets in him himself. They need somebody, who can take it out for them. They need a doctor. He pats his pocket for his cellphone and flips it to phone Dr. Ludwig, when the twin doors in the room burst open. Vampires piled in from outside. One by one they enter the room. Eric recognized a few of them. They are from another state, to be precised the state of Nevada. 'Well fuck it looks like this night is not over yet for more bloodshed.' Eric thought immediately alarmed and distressed by their situation. They were not in capacity to fight. Why tonight from all night, Eric dread. To make matters worst he recognize the vampire who step forward, and started talking,

"This is no fun at all. My friends, I think we missed the party." Then he laugh with full of mischief.

Then he suddenly stop from laughing, his eyes caught me.

"Brunn god dag där bror! Är den här snart nog till deras?"

My rage boiled, finding out he went behind my back.

A/N- Any body guess this turn of events? Anyone?

I use a translator for this. I don't speak Swedish, so I apologize if the words are not the exact translation. You can just ignore it if you want, and stick to the English part, but that's the language she was communicating with Eric.

"Stå upp , stå upp Eirikr! Du måste lov nu" – "Get up, get up Eirikr! You must leave now."

"Du hade inte mycket tid. Du måste lov nu Eirikr. Vilja dig till stå upp , du måste stå upp med där nu framför de finna du Eirikr "-"You don't have much time. You must leave now Eirikr. Will yourself to get up, you must get out of there now before they find you Eirikr."

"Angeluina? Er det alt du min…"- " Angeluina? Is that you my… "

"nej! Du hade inte rätten till jag med min huvud Angeluina. Du berättade inte jag vad till gör , så lov jagden fuck ensam"-"No! You don't have the right to mess with my head Angeluina. You don't tell me what to do, so leave me the fuck alone"

"Brunn god dag där bror! Är den här snart nog till deras?" – " Well hello there brother! Is this soon enough for you?

Also I'm really trying to speed up the story, but it seems like I have a habit for procrastinating. Lol

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