Sookie:
The last thing I remember is getting busted in the head with a rock before everything went black.
As I look around everything is pitch black and shrouded in fog.
I can smell the magic in the air.
How much more fucking cliche can you get?
This situation has Morgana written all over it.
Especially since the bitch belted me with that rock through the window 'Mickey style' right before I passed out.
This place feels so familiar, yet I can not place where I know it.
I sit against a large stone slab and wait.
The first rule in a fight is to attack first unless you are the prey.
I am somehow the prey.
So, I sit like a good, confused dumb blonde and I wait.
Suddenly, my mind becomes slammed with memories of my childhood.
Flashback:
I sit and watch momma play with Jason.
My momma is beautiful, and she looks so happy playing with my big brother.
(I wish my little girl wasn't such a freak. It ain't natural to answer peoples thoughts) my momma thinks about me as she shifts her eyes to me as I color in my coloring book.
I want to cry every time my momma thinks I'm a freak or that somethin' is wrong with me, but I keep pretending I don't hear her.
I learned to pretend better last year when she talked my daddy into making me stay in that hospital.
He didn't want to take me, but my momma picked a fight when he said no.
"Susannah, you know that you are a very special little girl, and I love you very much," daddy says to me sadly.
I nod.
"You know that I would never, ever put you anywhere like this forever, right"? he pleads with me.
I nod.
"Momma loves you too sweet girl, but she just doesn't understand that you are special," he says as he looks me in the eyes.
"I understand, daddy. I love you too" I say as I smile at him.
I hug him tightly before I walk away.
I ended up getting sent home from that damned hospital because I actually could read minds and I freaked the doctors out as much as I did everyone else.
The prognosis was that I was looking for attention because I had a list of diagnosis a mile long.
The medication only made the voices louder.
I had been home for a week when Jason and I were taken to Gran's house so that momma and daddy could go on a trip together for some alone time.
Only I knew that momma had fought with daddy until he agreed to the trip. She thought that once the hospital had me that they would keep me.
She didn't like having a little girl. I heard her thoughts.
There should be no room in my daddy's heart for any girl but her.
I feel magic surround me. I feel stronger.
Flashback:
knock, knock, knock...
I watch from upstairs as my Gran answers the door.
"I'm sorry to bother you, ma'am," the police officer says.
"I am sorry to be the bearer of bad news," the officer says as he drops his head and fidgets.
"What is it Bud, has something happened"? my Gran says to the police officer.
"Can you take a seat, Mrs. Adele"? he says to my Gran.
"Bud Dearborn, just spit it out now," my gran says with fear.
The policeman took a deep breath and exhaled as he looked at my Gran.
"This afternoon, Corbett and his wife were crossing over that old bridge at the edge of town," he says and stops.
"There has been some rain lately" he continues.
"The flood waters washed the bridge away, and they were on that bridge when it washed away," he says with sadness.
My Gran slumps in her chair as I cry silently.
"We are searching for survivors, but with the conditions, it is not likely they survived," he says as he lays a hand to Gran's shoulder.
As the policeman leaves, I watch as my Gran cries for my daddy and my momma.
I go back to bed and wonder if I will be sent back to the hospital?
With these memories bombarding my mind I feel my light getting a little dimmer.
I have to snap out of this.
I can feel that I am not alone in whatever hell I am trapped in, but I can't get away from the memories.
Flashback.
"SOOOOOKKKKKIIIIEEEE" I hear Uncle Bartlett say as he searches for me.
I can hear his thoughts about touching me in my privates again.
I always tell Hadley to hide but he finds her.
He hardly ever finds me. I can hear him.
Hadley thinks its better if we split up.
That way he can't find us together.
I told him that Hadley don't like him touchin' her and he slapped my face.
"You'll be next," he said as I ran away before he could grab me.
"Wait till I have a matchin' set," he screams with glee as he rubs his private parts.
I ran to the woods and threw up.
I hid until Gran came home. I had to tell her I tripped and fell.
Flashback:
Gran had to go to the store, but she left me here with Uncle Bartlett.
Jason went to stay the night with Hoyt and Hadley is at her momma's house.
It's just me here and I can hear him as he looks through every inch of the house for me.
"I'm gonna find ya, you little bitch" he laughs out loud.
"I've been thinkin' about this for a long time," he says aloud to the house.
I am hiding in my Gran's room.
It feels safer than the rest of the house.
I hear him enter the room and I hold my breath.
I see his feet walk around the room from under the bed.
As he thinks about checking the bathroom he grabs my ankle and drags me from under the bed as I scream.
He drags me by my ankle and throws me on my Grans bed and slaps me across my face.
Before I can be dragged into the horrible things that he did to my childhood body before my Gran came home and caught him I was jolted with electricity.
Badlands:
As I blink through the tears, I see my brother holding my hand and his eyes are nothing but electrical currents that mingle with his blue eyes.
"Oh, Jase," I say as I wrap my arms around him.
"Sook, this ain't real. You hear me" he says to me as he cups my face and looks into my eyes.
"You ain't that scared little girl no more and monsters like that sick fuck can't hurt you," he tells me firmly as I shake.
"Remember your family," he says as images of Gran, Jason Niall, Dermont, Aryk, Arya, Pam, Karen, and Eric, MY ERIC rush through my mind.
I clutch him to me as I try to breathe through the pain.
"You are PenDragon," he tells me firmly.
"You are Skye Fae Royalty" he continues.
You are mated to one of the oldest and most ruthless vampires the world has seen" he goes on.
"More importantly, your a fuckin' Stackhouse and we don't run from shit and we ain't afraid of shit," he says loudly.
"You ready to do this shit or not"? he demands.
As we join hands we begin to glow. Our sparks are uniting.
This place is no longer black and foggy.
The darkness is being swallowed by our light.
We are in the middle of Stonehenge.
How the fuck did we get here? I wonder.
"We do this together sis', I always got your back," Jason says.
We hear a loud outraged screech as the darkness is driven away or swallowed up by our light.
"Do not break hands" I hear Jason in my head.
I nod for confirmation as we turn to face Morgana.
"YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MAD BY NOW" She screeches in rage.
"She may be PenDragon but she's a fuckin' Stackhouse and she ain't no pussy," Jason says.
"I learn from my pain and my mistakes," I say to her.
"YOU ARE NOTHING" She rages.
As my wings pop forth for battle I look at her and contemplate.
"I AM PENDRAGON," I say with authority as she stumbles back.
"You have killed blood of my blood for ages" I confirm.
"Why? Because you were obsessed with Tristan and he chose another" I say to her with pity.
"Arthur should not have been in my way," she says with an evil glare.
"Arthur never stood in your way, Morgana. Tristan DID NOT WANT YOU, HE LOVED ISOLDE" I bellow at her.
With an evil smile, she says "and I made them pay dearly for that love".
"You killed them, all because he loved someone who was not you" I confirm.
She smiles back at me maniac like.
"This bitch is unhinged," Jason thinks at me.
"You never learn from your mistakes Morgana," I say to her with sadness.
"DO NOT PITY ME"! She rages.
"I AM MORGANA LEFAE, and I AM THE MOST POWERFUL SORCERESS IN ANY REALM" SHE SCREAMS.
"Merlin of Avalon is the most powerful magical being in any realm," I say to her.
"You are nothing," I say as I step forward.
"Light does not run from darkness," Jason and I say as one.
"Light overcomes the darkness" we continue as we step towards her blazing with light.
"I will have Lucien right after I murder your pretty little daughter" she laughs with glee.
She is hoping to knock me off my form.
I look at her with sadness "You won't ever have the chance" I say as I lock a dome around the stones.
She can't escape and we can't escape either.
This ends now.
Jason hears my thoughts and nods.
"You can not defeat me" she laughs
"I can," I say to her with steady assurance.
"Arthur was an honorable man. He looked for the best in you as a sister and as a human being because Arthur was everything someone good truly should be" I say to her.
"I am not Arthur," I say to her with assurance.
"I am of the Brigant bloodline and as my brother plainly stated I am a Stackhouse. I may have PenDragon qualities, but rest assured that I have Brigant and Stackhouse qualities as well" I say to her.
"I show no mercy to merciless bitches," I say to her.
"Lucien in my family. I protect what is mine. Arya is my daughter and I made a vow. I do not break vows" I say.
"Your time is up Morgana Lefae," I say as Jason and I step towards her again.
She shoots at us with a ball of energy but it disintegrates against us.
"NO" she screams in fear.
"I cannot be beaten or bested, I am Morgana," she says.
"By the laws of Avalon, and for the blood offenses against generation upon generation of my blood, you are sentenced to death Morgana LeFae. May God be with you if he should choose to do so" I say to her as I step forward.
When I step forward a sword appears in my hand.
It is enormous.
It feels light as a feather.
As if it were made for me.
It is beautiful.
The biggest ruby I have ever seen at the hilt surrounded by diamonds.
The writing down the blade is beautiful
"EXCALIBUR"
When she sees the sword she begins to shake.
"This is not possible" she shrieks.
She throws her hands in front of her face like a coward.
Jason raises one hand and the wind slams her to the ground flattening her.
"You are sentenced and I am to execute. God go with you" I say as I bring my blade down on her neck.
As we sink to the ground my hand begins to light with fire as Jason's lights with electrical currents.
We share a look and nod.
As we incinerate the remains of our bloodlines biggest threat I try to let go of his hand but he shakes his head.
"Before we go back, I want you to know that what you did to us was wrong Sookie Stackhouse". he is angry.
"I have never been Eric's biggest fan but the way he was before I came here was pretty bad," he says to me.
"You call me selfish every damn time I turn around but you ain't much better sometimes," he says and I am shocked.
"Gran raised us to be people of our word. She raised us to have respect and to have honor" he says.
"It took me a while to become who she should have seen me be, but you need to straighten your shit up before you lose your vampire," he says.
"They do not deal with feeling well and he has been put through hell since he met you" he continues.
"Just like you have been put through hell over him," he says softly.
"Be a team with Eric. Rule with him and let go of the past" Jason says.
By now I am crying because I know that Jason is right.
I only meant to protect my family. I hope he can forgive me.
I fucked up this time.
What else is new.
Jason kisses my cheek and lets go of my hand as we are both plunged into darkness.
In the darkness, I hear Eric singing to me.
I love when he sings to me.
He is singing Come Home by One Republic.
I love this song, and he doesn't care much for it.
When we put ringtones on our phones ages ago his was Hunger by Ross Copperman
I found out later that mine was Closer by nine-inch nails on his phone.
I had told him that was filthy and he just smirked and said it was his love song to me as he stared at my breast then lowered his gaze to my crotch.
After that, we agreed to disagree on what a love song was.
God, I miss him.
It feels like I have been gone forever.
One week later (human time)
I feel exhausted.
I feel as if I am nailed to my mattress.
I can feel a cool arm across my thighs and a head laid on my abdomen.
I feel a bust of love rip through me so strong I began to cry.
He felt it through our bond and bolted awake.
He stared at me wide-eyed for a moment and was holding my face and his lips were on mine and his tongue was caressing mine for what seemed like ages before the door began to open and Eric growled.
"GET THE FUCK OUT" he roared as the door snapped shut.
"I love you," I say to him softly.
He can feel my regret through the bond.
"Can you ever forgive me"? I ask.
"You are EVERYTHING TO ME," he says to me with so much torment that I can scarcely breathe.
"I am glad that I am not Fae," he says with firmness and this has me confused.
"Why?" I ask him.
"Those damn promises or whatever you make. I was so mad I promised never to fuck you again when you sent me through that portal" he said to me and I could feel the relief that he is not fae and I laughed.
"Promise me right now that you won't ever be so mad at me that you make such a stupid comment," he says as he has me pinned to the bed.
I can feel the desperation from him.
"Eric I promise to never threaten to never have sex with you," I say with a roll fo my eyes.
"Good," he says and moves off of me.
I am clearly confused.
"Eric, where are you going?" I say as he kisses my forehead and walks to the door.
He turns and smirks at me.
"Now that I have your words that you won't ever say that you will never fuck me when you are angry, I have decided that two weeks without my gracious aplenty should teach you a lesson about treating me like a bitch. I do not stay at home like a little woman Sookie. If you pull that shit again, I won't fuck you for a month" and he turns and slams the door as my mouth hangs open.
I can hear Jason laughing as I am sure that Pam or Karen or Lucien have let everyone know my punishment for pushing his ass through that portal.
Two weeks my ass.
He better get ready for the games to begin.
I went one hundred fucking years without sex.
I am not a child and this is bull shit.
Thought he wanted me to come home.
That fucker.
I can feel his amusement at my rage through our bond so I mentally flip him off.
I have to get my shit together.
Tomorrow is my coronation and I need to focus on that.
Tonight will be a long night I think to myself as I groan.
