A/N: Thank you to charhamblin, DaniD32, Fairy Skull, murgatroid-98, nicolias, WWEchika 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.
Start Up
The only thing I could think once I arrived at the house of Eric Northman was the following.
BIG.
I seriously wondered how many 'side income projects' he had to afford this kind of home. The home itself was large and castle like, but as we had walked inside I took into account how it held what seemed to be almost the best furnishings and up-to-date gadgets or items. The blonde immediately became 'rich' in my mind which I supposed was to be expected. I slowly looked over at Hanska as he carried Apollo and Artemis for me as my guitar case and backpack were on my back and in my hand.
Mr. Imeal turned to us once we had crossed the threshold of the demon's layer and stood in the hall entrance before he told us that Eric hadn't exactly accounted that I might have some grueling bodyguard. (Hanska, which made me laugh hysterically on the inside.) And that he would have to take up the bedroom with me until our host (My kidnapper and now household bastard) was awake enough to make plans and speak with Hanska regarding his presence around me.
So after that the butler/handler/vamp servant man thing lead us towards what he called the 'East Wing' and came to a simple door. Opening it I blinked as what looked to be a very expensive college dorm room met my gaze. I didn't think much about it as I walked towards the bed then set my case down followed by my backpack beside it then looked at the serving creature that seemed human who was eying me than Hanska. Before promptly turning and leaving us to our own devices, the door seeming to shut behind him.
Maybe it was possessed, the building itself looked like it might be haunted. Turning my gaze to Hanska I crossed my arms as he was crouched allowing my kitties out of their cases, which in turn they immediately began to explore. He looked up and met my gaze as I took my shoes off and crossed my legs sitting up on the bed. We were quiet before I crossed my arms and frowned at him.
If I couldn't get him to tell me why he was here, then I would change the subject. I blinked at him for a moment and tilted my head, "How can you make people feeling what you want?"
"How do you mean?" He questioned sitting on the floor in the same posture as me. My blue eyes made contact with his own brown and I inhaled.
"Like when I got to your bar, I felt happy almost instantly. I was upset before hand and then I was laughing at and around everything as I got out of the car. I lunged and hugged you; I was completely thrilled to be on stage. That wasn't me was it?"
He stared for a few moments quietly after I finished and let his head go this way and that before he mumbled, "Well… it was, and it wasn't… you can do it to you know." I stilled at this, "Just cause you don't' know how yet doesn't mean you can't, I mean I saw them too at first, if I feel like not channeling it through my body I just watch and observe…" I grunted and felt something lunge onto my back making me scream and immediately look over my shoulder. Looking at the orange tabby that mewed for attention as he stood on his back legs with his front paws on my shoulder. I reached back and began to pet him as his rumbling began immediately.
There was a moment of quiet as the cat moved onto my lap and then I looked back at the clearly amused Indian as he continued, "You're just not… there yet."
"There?" I questioned, emphasizing that the bastard needed to explain what he was talking about.
Leaning back on his arms he nodded to this and continued, "Yes, there. You're not quite there at the point where you can start feeling instead of seeing."
"I can feel Eric." I pointed out, he raised a brow, "At brief times I can…" I didn't know why it was important for me to say this to Hanska, I had always felt a sort of kinship with him and he had always been very honest with me of sorts. He had a habit of making sure I wasn't in dangerous situations, this whole situation as far I knew was his only slip up, and really he couldn't have known. My well being wasn't really his business, but he made it so it was…
That I never got, I didn't get much charity feeling and I wasn't even sure it was that the majority of the time. So really it was all him…. He then spoke breaking me from my thoughts.
"Can you feel me?" I immediately looked at him and shook my head making him chuckle, I received a bat at the hand and a nip for not paying attention as Apollo let out an audible breath complete with cat meow sigh. My eyes moved down to him as I began to rub his stomach lightly.
"No, it's like I have this cord attached to my brain, going to Eric's, and now and then I'll feel something knocking at the door of my end of the cord, and it'll be what he's feeling. And I'll be poking it and prodding it with my own mind trying to figure it out. He's really worried about something, I can see that much…. Hanska, what are we?" I immediately looked up at the elder who stared back before shrugging and looking off, "Don't give me that!"
"I know what I am, I dunno quite what you are except part of what I am." He explained, I let out a sound of frustration, "But I do know soon you should be able to see people… for me all I did was will their vibes inside me and then they stopped showing up in my sight and started translating in my head… gives me a headache now and then."
"Well what are YOU then?" I snapped finally as he was trying to change the subject, he scowled for a moment then shut his eyes and leaned back letting his head rest on his arms, "…Should be a good seven hours till sunset, you should probably go to sleep."
I threw the pillow beside me at him then laid down and used the other one to scream into it. My nails digging in a primal fit of rage before I thrashed and then stilled and let out a sigh. Turning my head I saw he was clearly not amused by my fit and I simply scowled at him while my cat had fled for the closet where Artemis was now, the two began wrestling and I ignored their squeals as I tried to think of a way to get information out of the bastard I was sharing the room with. "WHY Won't You Tell Me?" I finally snarled, he sat up and stared before reaching forward letting his fingers slide down a strand of my hair.
"To protect you." Was the simple reply, I glared for a few moments then rolled so my back was to him.
"What could you possibly be protecting me from now, vampires? To late."
"No, not vampires." I blinked and slowly looked over my shoulder at him, "In fact you're safest here."
How ironic, "Who then?"
He slowly smiled at me, "Secret."
I stared ahead of me now and watched as my two cats decided that I would be their next jungle gym and began to climb on me. Artemis settled at my neck and let her face bury into it before I shut my eyes and mumbled, "I fucking hate your secrets Hanska; they're inconvenient and annoying." I merely got a laugh from the elder man.
"Go to sleep Kylie, you'll feel better when you wake up."
"Why, cause you'll stuff good vibes into me like before?" I verbally jumped on him while glancing at him again. His face held no humor in it as he leaned forward and stared at me before shaking his head.
"No." He smirked, "Because I'm the happiest sonuvabitch you'll probably be around for a while. As your little vampire boss ain't to happy with anything of this world at the moment." I slowly blinked then looked ahead.
"Stupid, I could'a told ya that." I sighed and slowly shut my eyes mumbling soft obscenities about the Indian behind me before starting to fall to sleep…….
…….This time the dream started in an omniscient setting. I could see the odd woman from before sitting on a bed, behind her Eric's once again limp form was cuffed by silver to the bed. This time I noticed he was alive though, or… dead… undead…. whatever
He was awake at least. His eyes moving around the cave before mumbling something in that same damn language as before, the woman looking over the bed for a moment at him and smiling as he was splayed NAKED on a group of fur pelts. She replied in the same language, and I felt myself annoyed that was I was being left out of the conversation. Soon enough though she looked up and grinned at me.
"Glad to see you back so soon love."
"What the fuck are you?" Is what left my mouth in a rush as my reply, her grin left before she stopped and looked around then pointed at herself, "Yes! You!" She laughed…
I didn't think it was very frickin' funny. Getting up her form, still naked, didn't she have any clothes? Moved towards me and stopped just in front of me. She posted and then grinned and made blink as I looked over my shoulder and around…
Eric was sitting on the bed with handcuffs in his hands watching me. Did Vikings have handcuffs… I didn't think they did? I looked back at the mirror and slowly began to move my hair before she leaned forward and smiled at me. "Your head is like a mirror." She snickered softly, "Last time you slept was the first crack."
"You're fuckin' nuts. I want to wake up, Now." I found myself stomping my foot in emphasis and she threw her head back and laughed.
"It doesn't work like that love."
"Stop calling me that! I'm not your love! I command my body and I want it to Wake The Fuck Up!"
I waited…
And I was still here.
Gods damn it. She simply stood grinning; her enlarged canines so much like my own as she reached forward to the mirror and placed her hand on it. My eye twitched in my anger before I shuddered. She turned around towards the bed stating happily, "You should try what the Indian said he did, it might work!"
I remained silent now in my stirring anger before she ran a hand down her body in front of Eric who was simply grinning at her now like an idiot… men. "He's our brother of sorts you know?" She whipped around and smiled at me.
"…Hanska is our brother? He looks Nothing like US!" I snapped, she shrugged and then murmured, "Of Sorts. Of Sorts. Don't look TOO much into it."
"Well then what the Hell are WE?"
She simply smiled at me. Then shrugged making me almost lunge at her… if there wasn't a mirror in front of me… how did a mirror get into a viking's age…
OH YEAH….
It was a dream, they didn't make sense naturally…. I was gonna go to coffee soon, I swear if I had a third one of these fucked up dreams then I was just going to become an insomniac via. Caffeine.
"Don't hate these dreams, they're the only bit of information you'll get it seems." I looked over at her and slowly glared before she licked the mirror face. I watched her tongue darken as it pressed to it and then leave a trail of saliva behind. She then stood up straight and crossed her arms leaning forward. I felt a hand move around my shoulder then down and an arm come around my waist. I let my own arms wrap around it… or rather they just did with out my consent or with it I wasn't sure, and I looked up at the Viking staring back as his other arm came around me.
She continued to smile before murmuring, "See, your society and your birth society are sooo different." She pointed at me, "your birth society is a matriarch, while your society right now is a monarch, it's soooo annoying." She was annoying... I lifted my lip partially and then slowly fought back a soft hiss. I felt a head against my neck and then Eric's lips pressing to it.
He was becoming distracting; I wanted to know what this woman was. I asked her again and then she simply put her fingers to her lips.
"Shh se-"
"I get enough of that with Hanska! Who and what the fuck are you!?" I finally snarled, she paused and stared for a moment before slowly smiling.
"…..Not one for suspense are you?" I shook my head frantically, Eric's hand wandered to my breasts. Cupping one I fought back the want to shove the vampire away so I could concentrate on the conversation as his other hand was moving down and his mouth still worked my neck. "Well I suppose that was expected… hrm… we're not one single being." I leaned lightly against his touch at this before she continued tapping her chin, "Meaning, we're no pure blood but hey.." She shrugged and laughed, "Who is these days, the Indian doesn't even got pure blood."
"Get to the point!" I frantically squealed while the hands I found weren't cold, but warm and all too delightful. She simply giggled and put a hand to her lips.
"You're SOOO cute." She placed her hands on her thighs and leaned forward. "But anyways, no one of us is true blood, I mean we're only descendants, we can't really help that fact either… your mom and dad were only descendants too…"
"How do you know all this shit if you're me and I Don't Know!" I mumbled letting my eyes wander from her to the Viking's head and slowly I let my hand come up into his hair and through it… it was so damn soft… I gasped as his hand cupped down on me making me arch and rise to my toes before looking back at her. She simply gave me a bigger grin.
"Weeeell… I'm sort of like the starting files you get when you first get a laptop, I'm already on the hard drive…" She leaned forward and her voice got very deep and almost whisky rich to my ears as my eyes were shutting. Her voice echoed into the deepest part of my mind.
"I'm just waiting for you start me up."
I shot up from my spot on the bed, Artemis's nails dug into my neck and Apollo to my chest making me shout out as pain erupted from both making me feel blood from the two places before groaning and laying back down.
Hanska was beside me immediately. His hand on my shoulder as he was checking the marks and extracting my cats claws from me. "Are you alright?" He questioned making me slowly wince and look at him before looking around and at the clock. Then outside. It was twilight…
I slowly shut my eyes and covered them before mumbling, "That bitch…" There was silence before I felt something soft on my neck, I looked to see Hanska had put a small cloth to it making me grunt and look at him before sitting up. Artemis must've torn into it quite well, but Apollo had only skimmed me, "Damn cats…" He simply shook his head as he continued to hold the cloth to my neck.
Slowly I replaced his hand and he sighed standing up from his crouch. I noticed he was wearing a black shirt now and a pair of camo pants. His eyes lidded as he had his hair back with a piece of twine then tilted his head over to the bathroom I had yet to notice was connected to the room.
Looking at him I watched him pull out a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt before stating very simply, "Go take a shower and change into them, I have underwear and a bra in it from when you crashed at the bar for the night last time…" I watched him glance off to the side then look back, "You forgot them after you changed into one of my shirts." I slowly nodded. Whenever mom and dad were on one of their trips and I stayed home, I usually went and spent my time with Hanska, I liked to be there because I was never unhappy…
That was all him apparently too. Not bitterly, but emotionlessly I moved to the bathroom in search of the shower stall that was almost jammed into the corner. I heard him moving and shouted back, "Where you going!?"
"That Imeal guy said Eric want's to talk, and I need to settle something with him."
I sighed and began to strip down for the shower with a grimace on my face, both cats exited the facility as soon as the water began.
I hoped it turned out well with him, from what I had seen, dealings with Eric usually didn't.
A/N: Alright! After doing some research, I have found out what my little Kylie is, and eventually we will be getting to it. And as I don't want to jinx this story I won't say a word about it. I won't be doing Hanska's talk with Eric cause it's only gonna be a small point, but everything after it is more than likely gonna be big. And the next chapter we should be meeting little Miss Stackhouse and Bill Compton themselves. So we'll see.