The basement in Fangtasia was and is nothing but pure and utter hell. Especially the contraption in the basement of Fangtasia. Eric and Pam lovingly called it the "Carousel". It's a device that turned in a clockwise manner at the ceiling with poles pointing down to the floor with thick chains and iron pad-lock collars. They used it to restrain and torture people they sometimes kept in Fangtasia. That's where Mike and John have found themselves now. The collars of the Carousel padlocked to their necks, sitting on the dirty, wet and slimy concrete floor in the dark, damp and leaky basement of the club. John tried yelling and screaming, pulling on the thick chain that connected him the device. But both found out that the basement was sound proof to human ear. The door at the top of the stairs opened and Eric and Godric walked down the two sets of concrete stairs to the rednecks.
"No one but us Vampires can hear you from down here, gentlemen." Eric told them stopping at the bottom of the stairs and shoving his hands into the pockets of his track pants.
"You!" Mike hissed, trying to lung at Eric, but was stopped and choked by the iron collar around his neck.
"Yes, me." Eric nodded, smiling at the man's pain. "You've broken a law older than me and my maker combined, Mr. Rainey." he started to explain. "You've harmed someone that belongs to me."
"That fucking bitch, Luna Corvinus." Mike growled. "She's a trader to her kind falling in love with the likes of you, a dead, non breathing, heartless Vampire." He spat at Godric and Eric's feet.
Godric gripped Eric's forearm, holding him back with the simple touch. "Nein, Eric. Denken Sie daran, was Luna sagte." he told him. (No, Eric. Remember what Luna said) "Töten sie ist mein job." he snickered looking at the men. (Killing them is my job) Eric looked down at his maker and nodded.
"Where do you want to start then, Godric?" Eric asked, anger still smoldering in his blue eyes.
Godric licked his lips and pointed to John, "Him first. I'm curious to what's in his mind." Eric nodded simply and moved over to John, who scrambled away from Eric. But the Viking was unfazed by it and grabbed the chain and dragged John over to him. In the snap of a finger, the lock was off the collar and it fell away from John. "John Rainey, you're here by found guilty of assault on a Vampire's human, my human Luna Kai Corvinus by me, Eric Johan Northman, sheriff of Area 5 and Godric Latro, Sheriff of Area 9." Eric told the frightened man as he chained him hands over head to the wall on the wall to the left of the Carousel.
"I plead not guilty!" John screamed. "Not guilty!"
"I didn't ask you!" Eric barked at him, getting in the man's face. "You were already found guilty!" Godric pulled his child away from the crying man.
"Shh, Eric." he calmed him. "In due time, I will let you make him suffer for what he did to Luna." Godric told him, calmly.
"What's your proof that we did this?" Mike growled at them.
"The wounds I had to heal to save her." Eric hissed. "The medicine she has to take for a while to fight off the poison that was on the blade of the knife you stabbed her with and she saw and knew it was you that did it." Mike sat back against a support column. Eric's whole body was tense and rigged as he seethed watching the human.
"I will allow you to start, Eric." Godric finally said. "But as your maker, I command you NOT to kill them. Understood?" Eric blinked confused for a few quick seconds, then looked down at his maker, his body and mind relaxing as the Maker and Child bond he and Godric had took him over and forced him to comply with Godric's command.
"Yes, Godric. I understand." he smiled sinfully at John, scaring the man even worse.