Lessons of Life
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A/N
Oh deary me. It's been so long since I've update (looks to floor shamefully). Please accept my humble apology - i won't make excuses; I can only promise I have lots of really valid ones.
Chapter 29
I awoke early the next evening; a smile spreading across my face. I was in my own bed, in Eric's house…..not really sure of how I got here. I have a vague memory of falling in the front door, naked as the dawn….my legs wrapped around Godric. Hmmm…..power and lust seem to do magical things!
I stretch my limbs outwards; nicely sore from last night's escapades. I'm just happy to stay in bed beside Godric. I could stay here all night. My thoughts are interrupted as fingers gently brush along the skin of my arm making the little hairs stand up. "Good evening beautiful" Godric purrs; pulling me closer to him. He leans in to kiss me lightly; his fangs dipping a little.
Ring Ring
"Don't answer it" I beg….pulling his lips to mine again.
Ring Ring
"Eric….you'd better have a good reason for this" Godric asks. I shoot him a pout and a stink eye. My mood quickly changes as I hear Eric explain about the witches spell and how Bill brought over silver chains. "Damn it…..can't life just go normal for once".
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Royally peeved that my little moment of peace was disturbed, I stomped all the way to Sookie's house; armed with a mountain of chains.
"Do y'all really think this much is necessary?" Sookie asked as she layered the silver chains on Eric. I still didn't like her….but at least she seemed to genuinely care for Eric. I rolled my eyes… "Yes it is Sookie….Eric is very powerful", and then I started to laugh as I looked at Godric. There wasn't an inch that was not covered in silver, I should have been feeling more sympathy for him with all the pain he was in but the sight before me was comical….layer upon layer of silver. The original plan was to silver me down in case I tried to free Godric or Eric, then Eric would silver Godric and Sookie would silver Eric. As it happens…I'm a little stronger than I realised. Silver does nothing more than cause a slight irritation and no amount if silver (they piled on tons) would keep me from getting free. Eric's surprise turned into a fearful awe at my abilities…his mind repeating how he must remember not to piss me off or get on my wrong side. It was rather amusing.
Despite the amusement… I was actually rather worried. What if I did let Godric or Eric free? I had suggested I move far away from them…too far away to get back to them before dark but Godric wasn't having any of it and I gave in; even if it went against my gut feelings.
As Sookie whispered sweet nothings to Eric, I just poured my love to Godric through our bond, seeing that every inch was covered in silver. I could feel his pain and worry and it killed me to see both him and Eric like that.
As the sun rose and the bleeds set in for my boys (my boys….sigh) I just sat and waited….and waited. But nothing. "Let me out of the chains….there's nothing coming" Eric asked but as soon as the words left his mouth he winced….looking at the pile of silver covering Godric…who I'm guessing was none too pleased with Eric's request and let him know through the bond. Eric dropped the idea immediately. The wait was agonising, then….like a cold northern breeze…it hit; like the strongest pull imaginable. I could hear Godric's muffled screams and Eric's screams…. "the sun….THE SUN" and then it finally hit me; it was like a pull on my very soul. It was as if my personality split in two; one half of my consciousness knowing rationally that it was the witches spell that was affecting me and that I was still a rational, thinking, logical being, but the other part of my consciousness was fogged over by the strongest desire to be in the sun…..to bask in its warmth. The foggy promise of sunshine and glory was winning. I ignored Godric plea to take his chains off…..screw him, there wasn't time for that. I zipped up the ladder of the cubby through Sookie's living room and out the front door. Ummmmm…..beautiful. The sun, its warm rays, it heat, but wait, was that really it? This was the same as it always is, sunshine. The same sunshine that I have enjoyed for millennia!
What was the purpose of this again? Sun…right. I'd completed my goal…but my feet; I was letting my feet guide me….down the pebbled driveway, along the road. I began to run, to run as far as I could; my feet moving in a blur. I wasn't quite sure where I was going but I couldn't stop myself.
When I finally stopped I felt in a complete haze. Before me was a small town store…the moon goddess emporium. I felt a pull to enter the store but I couldn't quite understand why…the witches spell still penetrating to my very soul.
As I stepped into the store I witnessed a woman in small town clothes hover above the ground chanting as a group of humans chanted around her. I watched as her feet touched the ground. I was mesmerised. That is until the chanting stopped. It was like a slap in the face. Then reality hit like a two ton truck… that bitch. This was the witch coven…the reasons for my family having problems….the reason my mate was sizzling under chains, my boy was silvered and without his memory….and the complete disruption to my sex life. Well fuck. The rational part of my brain took a coffee break; allowing my vampire blood lust tendencies to take the lead. The humans eyed me warily but didn't have time to react. My fangs snicked down as I zipped towards the leader. I sank my fangs roughly into her neck and drank deeply; using one hand to hold her head and the other to squeeze her mouth so she couldn't cast a spell. The sweet taste of blood accompanied by the sound of her jaw breaking; her teeth shattering into pieces. Aghhhh…. the sweet sound of revenge. Only the sound of the trigger being cocked on a gun behind me brought me out of my little meal. To say I was miffed off was an understatement. "You dare to attack me you little bloodbag" I roared as I threw the shotgun across the room. The little beardy guy was my next course. Humans were screaming and running for the doors….but I didn't mind…. I had memorised all their faces, all their scents. They would pay… each and every last one of them. As I dropped the bearded human onto the floor I only then registered the gurgling sound of the coven leader on the floor as blood spurted out of her mouth.
"I'd almost forgotten about you. I do apologise but I was rudely interrupted by a human trying to shoot me". Her eyes widened in fear as I moved closer to her. Her heart thrummed fast; weak from the loss of blood. "I think I've lost my appetite" I purred. There was a momentary look of relief in her eyes before I stepped on her chest; pushing my toe inwards just enough. When I heard the satisfactory sound of her heart exploding, I smiled. Round one to Sean.
"I suppose I'd better go check on my boys" I pondered to myself; picking up the matches beside the candles on the front counter. I gave my hips a little sway as I walked; giggling to myself…..feeling a little light headed. "hehehe" *hiccup*
The dried herbs set alight very quickly. I turned towards the flames and smiled; taking one last look at my handiwork before deciding to head to Sookie's house. *hiccup*
"I should really go to check on Godric and Eric" I thought to myself out loud, "but I'm still hungry" *hiccup* "and the human's deserve to pay". Hmmmm, my me, myself and I were all adding their two cents to the argument. 'I' won – the human's deserve to pay. I sniffed the air. Sniff human Sniff female Sniff that way. I zipped off, albeit not in the straightest of lines…..must be the adrenaline. Do vampires have adrenaline?
"Here human human human" I whistled…then laughed. "Ewww" The putrid smell of fear and human urine hung in the air. At least they were afraid. The plump female with brown frizzy hair was huddled behind her couch… how original. "Elements of the night, I summon thee"…. That was about as far as she got. I held up my hand as a stop sign and she shut up…brilliant…a compliant meal. "Elements of the night…well I guess that could be me. You called?" Then I reached forward putting my index finger on her forehead and pushed slowly like pushing through putty. I was having fun….a little light headed, well yes. But why shouldn't I have fun?
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I hate tracked down and killed four of the group before my legs finally turned to jelly. The sun was about to set and I thought of my boys. Then I saw the bar. Hmmmm, decisions decisions. I went to the bar to rest. I was tired and my skewed reasoning was that my boys could find me.
The bar was seedy, low brow and cheap. I immediately spotted an old friend from many hundreds of years ago. First name Jack. Last name Daniels.
I'm not sure how long I was there but as the door burst open I knew who it was. "God" *hic* "ric". He looked at me strangely…party pooper. I stood to go to him but my legs had their own idea. I would have hit the ground had Godric not vamped forward to catch me.
"Sean….are you ok? Are you hurt? What happened to you?" I shut him up my planting a kiss on his lips. He tasted like whiskey. No wait; that's me. His body melted into mine and the relief poured though our bond. Then I did what every male wants just after their mate kisses them: I stepped back, smiled and then puked up projectile vomit of blood and whiskey (and a few roasted peanuts) all over Godric and fell to the ground. Classy.
Then the shaking started. Violent shaking… I could feel every muscle, every fibre of my body begin to pulse. I felt like I was burning from the inside out. AGHHHHH. The sound of my own scream shot terror through me. I could see the pure panic in Godric's eyes; the rest of his body fuzzing out. "Sean….SEAN". My eyes closed then; too heavy to keep open. I felt a wrist being pushed against my mouth and rich blood pouring down my throat. But it didn't matter, my eyes were just too heavy.
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THUMP
THUMP
THUMP
"Jesus Eric drive more slowly. There are speed bumps for a reason" was screamed. It must be Sookie. Stupid name. Snookie. Smookie.
Then the sounds faded out. I should have fallen into blackness but I didn't. there was a misty light around me, foggy but not, at the same time.
"Hello?" My voice was shaky and my head hurt.
"I sent you away. You can never go back" a voice called out.
"Who's there? Where the hell am I?" I called, still disorientated in the fog despite my usual keen vampire senses.
"I gave you what you need to survive. You were the prey, you became the predator. You can survive all in the night and day." The voice grew quite then, barely a whisper. "Still too you. Too young for all that awaits."
"Those words….. that voice…Grandma?" I heard a low chuckle, tinged with sadness "I suppose you could see me that way."
"Where am I? Who am I? Who was I?" I begged. This was the first chance in millennia I had an opportunity to come so close to my origins.
"Who were you?" she whispered "Vermin, nothing, the enemy, the food source".
"What?" I stuttered "The food source?"
"They underestimated your kind. They were told their contempt would lead to disaster. You cannot come back child. Don't bring back a balance to their world" and her voice faded away.
"Grandma? GRANDMA?" My screams echoed off the walls as my eyes snapped open to the worried stares of Godric.
Please review and let me know what you think of the story so far. I really could use some constructive criticism. I suppose you've guessed but I am hoping to explore Sean's origins now that many of the true blood plots have been played with. As always, thanks for following and reviewing my story :)
