A/N: Thank you to dearfirstlove, DaniD32, xxericbitesxx, murgatroid-98, Poplar kat, Kat, and Jess for reviewing.

Disclaimer: I do not own Southern Vampire Mysteries or True Blood. Though, if I did…. Well… you know how that shit works out.

His View Pt. 2

I Order You To

His hand slowly moved up to his jaw where her fist had made impact, a breath exiting him for a moment before he slowly turned and began after her. He wouldn't hurt her more than he already had, but he was a little annoyed with her reactions now… as curious as they were. He paused as he stepped outside and slowly inhaled before finding her scent on the air. It was high… he walked out and stared up at the roof to see the outline. His eyes tracing up her stomach to her chest to find it rise and fall steadily… she had fallen asleep on the roof.

His eyes slowly moved up to the moon and blinked as it held its station at full before letting out a low breath and moving slowly up towards the female. He found himself hovering over her and stared quietly before slowly sitting down. Her temper was interesting, but it was how she moved and acted with it.

Like a beast that was out of control and then when she had turned the lights on, even before that, his blood on her lips, her eyes wide, bright, and holding a dark joy, and her breathing escalated with the thrill of hurting him. He had felt it too, a most invigorating experience, he wouldn't have been surprised if a feral growl had exited her in the process of it all. He wondered if he should buy her a studded collar and a leather leash that they used to place the partially domesticated dogs of his time on….

He watched her eyes snap open and stare up at the sky at nothing but clouds for the moment. The quiet came through the air before it was broken by the muffled sound of the phone ringing. He blinked at this and then moved after her as she stumbled down the roof and jumped off the ledge to the ground closer to the roof. Like a dog smelling food she was moving after the phone as it rang and then stopped. Moving inside after her once again he looked around as she reached the kitchen and the answering machine pick up.

"You've reached the Scotts, we're not home at the moment, leave a message after the beep." The beep went through the air and a male voice came on.

"Hey kid! I know you're home." Eric's eyes slowly moved over to stare at the girl who was simply staring at the device with a lidded gaze, there was no sound for a few moments before the male voice continued softly. "I saw the car in the drive way… if you're interested in making a little quick cash, I need you and your guitar down here for a few songs. Not asking for a show, just a few songs… Bring your friend along if ya want. That's most certainly not any pretty thing You'd own." He decided he didn't like this human, but he could tolerate him, he saw her moving away from the answering machine though with out much thought. He also sensed nothing in her that was giving a hint of compliance with this request, crossing his arms he slowly turned to stare at her back, "…Aren't you going to go?"

There was a moment where her steps paused and she slowly looked over her shoulder at him then shook her head looking back ahead stating, "It's better to ignore it completely." This took him by surprise as he felt something dark with in the girl. He felt a little more intrigued before he moved forward and grasped her wrist making her pause and immediately glare at him. He watched those gray eyes for a moment and then tilted his head slowly in curiosity.

Slowly he leaned forward keeping a tight hold of her then began to pull her towards him. He watched her feet dig in and her frail form resist before he all to easily had her form in front of him. He grasped her chin and pulled it up, staring for a few moments at her he smirked before murmuring very softly, "I want you too though."

Her hand clenched for a moment before she slowly tensed. His eyes took in her form and he inhaled softly. He didn't need to smell the fear but it was nice all the same… he felt that caution, the hate, and the anger. The panic… Like a scared dog…. He slowly let out a breathy chuckle then grasped hold of her shoulders and pulled her forward and up. "I don't care…" It exited her in a slow hiss before his eyes narrowed as he looked down into her own and smiled happily.

"I'm ordering you too." Her eyes widened for a moment and she stared at him, he felt that want to shoot forward and deny him again. The very need not to submit to him immediately but also the slow soothing feeling of her mind attempting to find a loop hole before slowing and giving up completely. The silence held in the turmoil he sensed before he slowly released her and smiled standing up. He reached up and ran his fingers through her hair.

"Good girl…" He breathed watching her eyes hold something in them, using their bond he heard her silent scream of fury all to clearly before turning and moving out of the kitchen, hearing her shuffle out of it moment's later and head for the basement. He heard muffled sounds of movement and lifting things before looking over to the side to see her coming up moments later with a large black rectangular case. A brow rose as he watched her exit for the bathroom. He supposed she could follow orders quite well when the time came…

It would be a very useful trait for her to have, and more important keep when the time came. Letting out a small sound he watched her enter her bedroom and then slam the door. A long crack appearing on the wood making him slowly reach up and trace it before smiling at the anger through their bond he felt racing. She didn't want to do this for him, much less more horrifying and taboo, do as he said. He ran his fingers through his medium length locks and heard soft sounds of clothing being removed. He couldn't help himself as he opened the door and stared at the rather supple, toned; mortal that stared back at him. Her brown hair was down again shaping her face, a bra was placed on her form now, keeping her chest bound to her torso while he let his eyes trace down the flat of her stomach to the dip that began at the start of her legs as they sat uncovered by the sweatpants he had her in before.

She wore black underwear matching the bra which he was almost amused to see had pink place up the sides of them. Her eyes flashing as she twisted to him crossing her arms, hiding herself as she snapped, "Get out You Bastard! I'm changing!" Once again he ignored her moving forward and grasping her arms, easily removing them though she stubbornly held them in place.

A small waist but good hips for bearing children… he looked slowly up at her, she would more than likely have made some man very happy. But she belonged to him now and that was as simple as it would get. Her price would go down with her virginity being taken so he would more than have to refrain. Though she did remind him of a few women dubbed spoils of war his brothers and he had taken when he was mortal. It almost made him smirk before he noticed for the first time the tattoos around her left arm. He leaned forward immediately to look at them grabbing her arm and extending it away from her as he held her shoulder in place.

The first was the symbol of the Fetish, (an animal skin that hung from a stick, a symbol of Osiris and Anubis) that was bore across her deltoid, something he should have guessed with her pendants of Anubis and Bastet she carried. How ever though underneath it was a blue band that did a full link around her arm. Looking closer he saw the blue to be little zigzagging lines with in it symbolizing water (She). His fingers traced it slightly before he studied the next mark that laid on her right arm, the Udjat or the Eye of Horus, his eyes flicking to her. Anubis seemed to be one of her favorites, as guardian of the cemetery and guide to the dead. But the Udjat, a symbol of healing and protection was almost contradictory to it.

He watched as she yanked away from him, his eyes taking in the other symbol under the Udjat, the Ankh… he slowly smirked and covered his eyes, the symbol of eternal life.

"…You do know what your little symbols mean, don't you?" He brought his hand down his face and slowly lifted his head to smile toothily at her, he blinked as she slowly nodded and then he chuckled shaking his head and moving towards the bed. He would let her continue dressing but he wanted to watch as her small form moved around the room like some startled and angry bird. Her back to him he found the ultimate amusement at her final tattoo in his site as it rested on her lower back, the symbol of Pet, the heavens. He blinked as she pulled on a skintight black t-shirt and a white vest before soon a pair of white pants with chains followed. He immediately took them for what the gothic teens wore as TRIPP pants. Then looked off to the side tilting his head in thought as she had sat on the floor and moved to pull on socks.

"That is a lot of art work for someone so young…"

At the fact her eyes immediately narrowed as she slowly looked at him, and her silence held for a moment he smiled inwardly like a child as he could sense she was thoroughly pissed off at him. Resting his chin on his hand he leaned forward with his elbow on his knee. "Why'd you get them?"

"…Because." Was the simple reply he received, this brought a small frown to his lips.

"You decorated your body permanently for the reason of 'Because?'" He watched as she got up slamming her foot down into a shoe with out untying it before snapping haughtily, "Well ya know Eric, None of my Past is any of Your goddamned Business!"

Ooooh, spiteful little thing wasn't she? He kept quiet for a few momre moments before inwardly grinning, "Did they have anything to do with your great grandmother?" Her eyes immediately narrowed on him.

"You don't shut up, do you?" This made the vampire chortle.

"Not for you."

It brought him a great reward as she simply did the same method with getting her shoe on as the previous before she was adjusting her necklace and bracelet with an oddly tender feeling. Then he rose to his feet, crouching down in front of her immediately while grabbing her chin. He stared silently before murmuring, "You know Anubis could supposedly see the future? That he announced people's deaths?" Her hand came up and batted his own away.

"He's my Egyptian Birth Sign." Was the snap he got him blink, "Don't think any different."

"And Horus, She, and Pet?"

"Aren't you AFTER the Egyptians?" There was a pause before he slowly but certainly nodded. "Why so interested?"

"Your body belongs to me. I want to know why it's decorated." He felt amusement as the little human before him immediately glared angrily slipping on a pair of black gloves and strapping them in the matter of a video game player in a virtual reality game about to take on their enemy.

Flexing her hands into fists and then stopping and staring at him she raised a brow before murmuring very softly, "My body is mine." He laughed at this aloud and slowly shook his head keeping a smirk, as the anger running through his mind that wasn't his own was oddly refreshing. The fact he was laughing was odd enough but the little human was becoming as amusing as she was annoying, it was hard to say which she was more at the moment as he grasped her chin and rested his hand on her shoulder again, tightening his hand lightly into it.

"You're bonded to me little girl." He watched her eyes flash tastefully at this, not for her, but most certainly to him. This defiance at times annoying was at moments like these, most refreshing. "In the eyes of another vampire, you are mine."

The reaction he got was her getting immediately up to her full height… and then falling back down from a dizzy spell. He had smelt the vomit in the bathroom; he knew she regurgitated the blood he had given her. But for the moment he was not willing to give her more. Eying those oddly sharp canines in her mouth he watched her eyes slowly glare at him and spotted something immediately around the pupils he hadn't noticed before. His hand shot forward and he yanked her face to him again causing her eyes to widen and his own to narrow.

For a moment he had seen red around those pupils, and he knew for a fact this time for he did. Slowly he looked at her again and let her move away as he released her jaw and frowned at the light barely noticeable bruise marks. He then reached into her mouth and blinked as her mouth opened instead of biting down. His rose a brow as he let his index finger press to her canine and slowly blood dripped into her mouth from the wound before he withdrew it. Watching her mouth close for a moment and stick her tongue out.

The taste didn't appeal to her apparently, that was fine, he didn't really care… he was interested in those sharp little devils she had. And why they were made like that as he could still feel and see no signs of filing. Which was starting to bug him… he didn't like knowledge to be out of his grasp for to long. Grasping her arms tightly he watched her eyes narrow as he lifted her and sat her on her bed. Crouching so they were eye level he leaned forward and put his hands on either side of her thighs. Hovering in front of her face.

"…I order you to tell me what you are." He breathed out, wondering if he would get the same reaction as last time. As her eyes narrowed how ever he knew immediately that he was going to as annoyance flooded through their bond.

"Human." She stated exasperatedly to him. He scowled at this and then gritted his teeth in annoyance.

"You are clearly NOT human." He finally snapped. The Sheriff of area five clearly annoyed with this ordeal now that he was quite sure that neither of them knew what they were, but he would still press her for that slight chance that she did.

"I am too!" He almost twitched at the childish argumentative voice he got back, "I was born to human parents, I grew up as a human, I wasn't bitten by anything, so I'm a damn human!" He watched her for a few more moments before he scoffed and stood up straight crossing his arms. Soon grabbing her wrist and starting to pull.

"Let's go." He barked as she resisted only for her eyes to widen in panic.

"Where are you trying to drag me off to now!?"

"Where Ever The Hell Your Friend Wanted You To BE!" He finally snarled and watched her eyes clench and felt fear rip through the bond again. He stilled for a moment considering before he found his hand gentling and remaining firm as ever. His tone got lower how ever as he slowly relaxed. He would NOT let this simple matter annoy him and fully overtake his mind. He would maintain a control. "I ordered you to perform for him and you will do so… you seem to be talented in these areas and I wish to evaluate them myself…"

Slowly her eyes opened and he felt the shaking. She was still afraid but he felt a little pride that something new he owned didn't break down immediately as she slowly nodded. He saw the trembling of the lip but immediately watched as she had gone into the handy practiced breathing routine that seemed to calm her… he felt the fear slowly ebbing as well as the tension and the anxiety before she gave a little, more confident nod. Tugging her along he made sure to watch as she grasped the large case tug it along with them.

He heard her opening her mouth before he cut her off stating, "Yes, we will be returning, tomorrow night I will call a moving company and we will head back on a red eye to Shreveport… make sure you pack what ever you are bringing during the day… after this little event we'll get boxes."

He got no reply in return as he made her place the case in the back seat then made sure she got in the passenger side before turning his head to her as he got into the driver's side before he adjusted the sit to comfortably fit him. He studied her face as it stared blankly at her lap before looking off to the side out the window at the sky. Letting out a very low breath, simply because this time, he felt he needed to, he looked at her before asking simply, "Now where is this place?"

He got a soft reply back giving him basic directions before he looked ahead as he started the car, eyes lidded as he let the silence carry as the vehicle rolled down the driveway and onto the dark country road. As he kept the car lights off and the speed below forty due to the gravel roads. He let his eyes drift back to her then he stated, "Do not make me that irritated again with you Kylie, your place is a fragile one."

He got no reply to this, and for the moment, he was just fine with that.

A/N: Alright, the reason I'm posting this a bit early is cause I sort of have an idea of what Kylie is shaping out to be. Yes folks, she has a species, maybe more than one, I don't know yet, but we'll figure it out as I go. Some hints will be here or there about what she might be or might not be, cause really it's in the wind, scattered, and I'll pick up the pieces as I find them. Hoped you enjoyed this early post, and I will be posting this weekend, do not fear. This was just just as much for my benefit as yours though. Cause between studying and trying to stay awake, my mind drifts to this story with new ideas. So let me know what ya thought in the usual fashion, and see you this weekend.