What the hell?

I was pretending to be asleep, trying to trick my mind into falling asleep at night again since living with Eric has taken a real turn on my sleeping schedule. Stupid corpse has got me sleeping in the day with him with his stupid perverted arms wrapped around me tightly!

ON SEPARATE BEDS, YOU GUYS!

Seriously, get your mind outta the gutter.

Anyways, so here I was trying to sleep on the couch when I feel fingers very lightly touch my cheek. I bet you that it was fucking Eric who's doing it. Suddenly air whooshed against my skin causing my hair to fall onto my face. I shot up on the couch and called, "Eric?"

I stormed towards the door and opened it to see the face of a bellhop. He was near Sookie and Bill's suite which made me wondered why he was even there. In the blink of an eye, someone-a pale woman had pulled him quickly into their room.

That was definitely not Sookie.

I pounded on the door, shouting, "Corpse! Oh, scowl line corpse you better let me inside or I'll blow you and your stupid female corpse to bits right now!"

I was quickly pulled into the room and the pale woman had her fangs right in my face as she choked me. I kicked her in the vagina before pushing her away...yes, being kicked in the vagina hurts just as badly as being kicked in the balls apparently. Bones and all that junk!

"Let's go," I quickly yelled to Bill and the bellhop.

Whoever the fuck this female corpse was, is seriously getting on my fucking nerves...you can tell by the great use of curses that I am using right fucking now.

The little bitch pushed me away from the door and into the wall, practically breaking my back actually. I grabbed the lamp and slammed it into her head when she tackled me AGAIN to the ground. She's worse than Eric! And let me just tell you that's saying a lot .

I growled and my hands glowed red as I put them on her face and started to burn her face as she screamed in pain. I think her skin is melting too...oh, there's some bone peeking out! Goodie.

She pushed herself away from me and stumbled away a little. Bill took the flat screen TV quickly off of the wall and slammed it onto her head twice causing her to fall onto the floor. Unconscious. I think I'm starting to like this corpse after all...maybe he's not so bad. I mean anyone who's this mean to their own kind is a-okay in my holy book.

Bill helped me up and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. What's going on? You have this weird look on your face. Weirder than usual."

Bill sighed. "Sookie's in danger. She's trapped inside of the basement of the church."

FUCKING KNEW IT!

That girl gets herself more in danger than when I do.

"Well, go after her, corpse. Don't just stand here talking to me. GO!"

Bill was gone in the next second and so was Barry. I tried to run after Bill, but ended up at a dead end yet again. I remembered what Leo did when I first met him and so I ran to a random door, knocking on it. I opened it and found that it was still a broom closet. I frowned and tried two more times and got nothing in return.

Okay, Belle, focus on Sookie. The basement. The church. Think of Sookie and what she look likes. Everything. I focused all of my energy and then knocked real hard on the door which….caused it to explode.

My eyes widened as I saw Sookie, some pale kid who I assumed was Godric, and Eric was kneeling in front of him. Well, it worked. I quickly went inside of the basement as Sookie commented, "Well, that's one way to make an entrance. Belle Deveraux, you always manage to surprise me, you know?"

I smiled widely as I saw the hotel from before disappear and turn back into the basement I guess. I stepped towards them as I heard alarms go off immediately. Damn, I guess that turned out for the worse.

"Hey, where's my brother," I questioned Eric who shrugged.

"He left," Godric answered which caused me to narrow my eyes at him since he kept on looking at me weirdly.

She is beautiful, Godric immediately thought when the door blew up and a woman with curly brown hair in cloud pajamas smiled at them.

Eric stood up and neither of them could take their eyes off of her as she walked right on in. She was Belle Deveraux, this Godric immediately knew because of the way his child looked at her and her mention of Leo being her brother.

Eric turned his head to his maker and noticed that his eyes were on Belle. There was this conflict inside of Eric, one that suddenly became dangerous as he realized the look in his maker's eyes. It was the same look Eric had for Belle when he first saw her...she was putting up fliers for a local library fundraising. Karaoke night was what they called it, she sang horribly, but did it all for her love for books. He left her alone until their paths crossed again when she released a surge of power that caused many people to die.

Eric suddenly announced to his maker, "Godric, this is Belle. She is mine...I mean she is my servant for all eternity."

Belle scoffed. "As if, corpse. I'm more like his slave. 'Witch, do this! Clean my underwear-no, that's not how you fold them! Iron them correctly! Where did you learn to mop?! Those books must be in numerical order, not alphabetical!' I mean who puts books in the order of when they were published! That's just crazy."

"No, it's not," Eric protested which almost made Godric smile at his child. "I just want things the way they should be. What's wrong with that?!"

"MANY THINGS, CORPSE! MANY! THINGS!"

Godric watched their banter and started to see the way they seemed to care for each other, but they didn't realize it yet.

"Why is he staring at me, corpse," she murmured in questioned to Eric. "Hey, why are you staring? It's not polite, loverboy!"

Eric stiffened. "Don't be ridiculous, witch. He would never."

She crossed my arms over her chest. "Oh, right, he's still head over heels in love with mommy dearest...nice to meet you, loverboy. The name's Belle."

She stuck her hand out for him to shake, but Godric couldn't do it. His hand seemed to freeze and he hadn't felt this way about someone since he was a human...or when he met Celeste. She was a woman you never met everyday.

"Right," she drawled out with suspicion. She grabbed his limp hand and started to shake it. "Please to meet ya, corpse. I'm not your servant so don't you even think about telling me what to do or I'll melt your face off like I did with some other chick a couple of minutes ago."

Eric growled. "No, you can't hurt Godric. It's not in your contract."

"WHAT?! Shoot, why don't you just take the fun outta everything while you're at it," she yelled at him. Godric was completely perplexed by the girl standing in front of him.

"You guys," Sookie called to them. "As much as I love seeing Belle threaten every vamp she comes in contact with, we really gotta get outta here. Now. Could you try that thing with the door again?"

Belle knocked on the door and then shook her head as it was still the fellowship. "I got nothing, but to be fair, I was using a lot of energy on finding you, Sook. Don't blame me, blame my bipolar powers."

"Whatever, let's go," Sookie called out to them. Godric stayed behind and watched Belle follow his child and Sookie once he told them to spill no blood on their way out.

Belle smirked up at Eric. "See, daddy told ya to be good so stay that way, corpse."

"I like him," I announced when we were standing on the staircase.

"Why?" Sookie asked curiously. "I thought you would be the one to hate him the most since he's Eric's maker and all."

"No, he gets to tell Eric what to do and Eric has to listen. It's not Godric's fault because I'm sure the corpse was all kinds of trouble and super difficult."

Eric smirked down at me and shrugged. "He encouraged it."

I shook my head, not believing anything bad that was coming out of his mouth about Godric. "Nope. He's a good vamp unlike you. I blame you for being...well, for being you."

"I could have you both out in seconds," Eric told us. There was no doubt that he definitely could get us the hell out of here.

"There's kids out there," Sookie reminded him until I scoffed.

"Screw them. I hate those bible loving freaks and their offsprings," I sneered. "What?"

Sookie and Eric stared in shock at me. Have I really caused them both to become speechless...I guess I like being unpredictable now. YAY!

"Well, that is a horrifying thing I just learned about you," Sookie said as she placed her hands on her hip. "So you hate kids and you don't like religion. Guess I'm never bringing you to church on Sundays."

"Just being here is making my skin crawl," I murmured.

Sookie chuckled. "You're probably the prime example why they think witches are wives of the Devil."

I scowled at her. "Why? Because I don't trust nor like the churches. Brush up on your history, Sookie Stackhouse because I have a lot of evidence backing me up. Eric is one of them too. Maybe even Bill."

"Eric doesn't...oh, you're right."

I nodded. "See? He's practically The Devil. I'm like ninety-five percent positive on this issue, Sook."

"Those humans wouldn't think twice about hurting us," Eric told us.

Sookie looked at Eric with confusion. "Why didn't you bring Bill with you?"

"Bill should have been here," I told them. "He was kidnapped I think. I set him free-"

"What?!" Sookie yelled, luckily the alarms were loud enough so no could actually hear her. Thank God, that girl is loud. "Is he okay? What happened? Who kidnapped him? Wait, did you just say that you saved him? Why?"

"What do you mean by that?"

I shrugged. "Whoever the fuck the woman was who kidnapped him was a real pain in my ass honestly. So I saved him."

"That is very surprising," Eric agreed with Sookie. "Since you make your unbelievable hatred for vampires-corpses as you like call us has made you quite difficult. So you claiming that you saved Bill is very hard to believe."

"What? But I did though."

Sookie put her hand on my shoulder and looked sincere. "Are you sure that it was him, hon? Maybe it could've been someone else like a bellhop or a human being eaten by a vamp?"

I shoved her hand off of my shoulder. "No, it was Bill. Corpse with scowl lines and a brooding forehead, right? There's only one corpse who looks like that."

"Who took him?"

"Some woman. I kicked her in the vagina and we worked together to knock her out, but not kill her sadly."

"And here you are," Eric muttered.

"So why didn't you?" Sookie asked Eric.

"His attachment to you is irrational. It clouds his judgment. He would kill every child in this church to save you."

"Why aren't you?"

"I'm following Godric's orders and getting you out, that's all."

"He's your maker, isn't he?"

"Don't use words you don't understand."

"You have a lot of love for him."

"Don't use words I don't understand."

I nodded furiously. "Yeah, I mean come on. He barely understands the word no, do you really think he understands the word love?"

Eric suddenly strode forward to the humans and hunched his shoulders, putting on a goofy smile-wait, a minute! Is that the corpse's impression of us?! WHAT THE HELL?!

I'm going to murder him.

"I think that's a bad idea," Sookie advised me.

Shit. I said my thoughts aloud again...damn I was doing really good with them right now.

"Hey, y'all. How's it going? Steve sent me over to man the exit here. Think I can take it from here."

"By yourself?" One of the guys questioned suspiciously.

I pretty much blanked out of that conversation when I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on trying to contact my brother.

I see you, little dove.

I froze and jumped into the wall, breathing heavily as Sookie tried to calm me down.

"What's wrong?" Sookie asked worriedly.

My eyes widened as I saw one of those bible freaks about to stake Eric. As Sookie yelled, "Stake!", my hand was up in the air as I flicked my wrist and the guy was thrown into the wall.

I jumped up and down as I smiled down at my hand. "I knew that I had powers all along! Whoopie!"

"Whoopie?" Eric questioned before shaking his head and throwing one of the humans into the other wall. "Who says that anymore?"

I narrowed my eyes at him. "I do! I DO THAT'S WHO!"

"Lame," Eric muttered before grabbing my hand and making our way to the front door. I growled as I a group of people from the Fellowship, they all had weapons in their hands, ranging from silver chains, bats with spikes on them-I'm talking every kind of weapon out there.

I shook my head. "Wow. They hate you corpses more than I do."

"Those arrows are wood. You'll never make it through," the guy with a broken shoulder said.

I pointed my finger at him and warned, "Shut up or I'll put an hex on you."

"Stupid witch bitch."

"You son of a bitch," I seethed. "I curse you to have chicken pox!"

"NO!" He screamed in pain. "Oh no, I feel like itching. I feel it!"

"Eric, through the sanctuary," Sookie told us quickly. I smiled smugly at the guy who looked crazy right about now as he started to scratch every place on his body.

As we entered the "sanctuary", Sookie asked me, "So did you really hex him?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, but I hope I did."

"Where's the exit?"

"Back that way," Sookie pointed to the front of the sanctuary.

A man in a white suit came out and smugly said, "There are several exits, actually. For you, the easiest one takes you straight to hell."

The doors opened all around us and people started pool in. I could take them.

I looked twice at all of them. Yeah, I could totally take them.

"Ah, sweetie, now's not the time," Sookie whispered again.

"God, are you serious," I let a heavy breath. "I did it again. I really have to get my thoughts straight, seriously! I gotta stop saying things aloud."

The man in the white suit glared at me. "See? Being a fangbanger has made her lose own mind? God has forsaken her."

"Oh no," Sookie whispered as Eric looked actually worried for a moment. I could've sworn that they stepped away from me as I screamed very loudly, "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME THAT?! I AM NO FANGBANGING SLUT WHO FUCKS A CORPSE! I WILL NEVER SCREW A CORPSE! STUPID HUMAN BIBLE LOVING MAKING NO SENSE IN A WHITE SUIT MOTHERFUCKER THINKS THAT I AM WITH A CORPSE! MY BODY'S A TEMPLE AND I WILL NOT TARNISH THAT! COME HERE, YOU WHITE SUIT BIBLE FREAK!"

Sookie and Eric RUDELY stayed back as the so-called soldiers of the sun pulled me back away from the white suit bible freak who I gave my best death stare at. I made a gesture saying that I was watching him as I glared at him. I pursed my lips as they held me back. They looked terrified of me.

"Oh my goodness, what in the sun is wrong with her?"

"Many things," one of the guys said.

"I can hex all of you," I said cheerfully. "Just to let you know, bible freaks."

Cries of the word "witch" started to erupt all around us and they even let me go as I smiled at all of them. That's right be afraid, very afraid.

"We ain't afraid of no whore of Satan," he said.

"Damn it," I yelled. "I've got to stop doing that. Seriously, do any of you know a therapist?"

"The war has begun, you evil whore of Satan. You vampires cast the first stone by killing my family.

The lines have been drawn. You're either with us or against us. We are prepared for Armageddon."

"God, your stupidity is making my head hurt," I announced. "No wonder everyone hates you guys. Jeez, you weirdos."

"Hey, we're not weirdos and the name's Steve Newlin by the way, wife of Satan."

"Wait, I'm now the wife Satan," I questioned. "I thought I was the whore. You can't just change my story like that, Steven."

"It's Steve."

"Steven. Steve. Stan. Stefan. Sam. It's all the same really. Seriously, you can't change of me like that Am I the wife or the whore?"

"I think the wife is better," Sookie said.

"But being Satan's wife means that you are committing to being okay with his evil ways," some fat guy said.

"Yeah, but being the whore means that you're only using him for his body and the sex," another guy suggested. "Now that's sin in the Bible."

I nodded then shrugged. "Whore equals sins, but wife equals faithfulness."

Eric looked confused and I patted his shoulders, whispering, "Did I mention that I am the Queen of Distractions?"

"You little sneaky witch," he murmured in amusement.

We almost got away with it too until Sookie opened her mouth. "The vampire you're holding prisoner got away. He's a sheriff. He's bound to send for help."

I threw my hands up in the air and shouted, "DAMN IT, SOOKIE! WE ALMOST GOT AWAY!"

"Seriously," Eric muttered, shaking his head.

Steve looked weirdly at us. "Anyways, I'm not concerned with Godric. Any vampire will do for our grand celebration, and we got one right here."

"No," I whispered suddenly, surprising everyone here including myself. "I'm sorry, corpse. I really don't know where that came from. Go ahead. Take him."

"I'll be fine," Eric mused before stepping forward.

"Brothers and sisters, there will be a holy bonfire at dawn," Steve said gleefully.

I watched as they started to put chains of silver all over his body.

As Eric was groaning, Steve proclaimed, "Just as our Lord, our Savior was betrayed for thirty pieces of silver, a few ounces of silver can betray a child of Satan to the world!"

"That doesn't make any sense." Sookie said in frustration. "How can you people listen to him?"

Eric let out a groan of pain that caused my heart to beat a little faster. "I offer myself in exchange for Godric's freedom. And the girls' as well."

Steven nodded in appreciation. "That's noble. But they're just as culpable as you are especially the servant of Satan over there."

"Servant of Satan," I echoed and then nodded. "I'll take that-wait, nevermind, I hate it. I'm no one's servant."

"You're...my…" Eric started to say

"If you say slave, then I'm going to wrap those chains around you harder," I threatened as my hands curled into fists.

"They're traitors to their race," Steve proclaimed. "The human race. They hardly deserves mercy."

"Oh, I can't wait until I get to knock your teeth out-OH! Wait, maybe I can put a spell on you? What's worse? Gushing pimples all over your dick or lice everywhere including your dick?"

"Is this forever," someone asked behind me.

"Yes, it will always be forever," I scoffed.

"Maybe we should tie you two together so you can meet the sun together," Steve said. "Bet the marshmallow would roast up nicely."

The doors suddenly opened. "Sookie!"

Steve aimed his gun at Sookie."One more step, vampire, and the girl dies."

"If you shoot her, everyone here will die," Bill warned. "Let her go now."

"Soldiers, some silver chains for our friend here.

"Don't. He's done nothing to you," Sookie said quickly.

"Sookie, I will be fine," Bill assured her.

"Let her go, fuckwad!" Someone yelled before Steve's gun was shot out of his hand. The blonde guy then shot something green at Steve's head which made burst into fits of laughter. That guy just went to being my favorite person in the entire world...and that's saying a lot.

"Son of a bitch!" He seethed in pain.

Bill pushed the men holding Sookie out of the way and held onto her. I zapped the men holding me, but I guess it was really strong since they started to have a spasm with white stuff coming out of their mouths-oh my God, I think I electrocuted them…

I ran to Eric and started to rip the chains off of him as he asked, "Why?"

"Because if anyone is gonna kill you, corpse it's gonna be me," I told him with a smirk.

Eric growled as he sat up and was choking Steve in the next moment as he slammed him into the floor.

"Do not kill him!" Sookie reminded Eric.

"Kill him! Kill the motherfucker!"

"Do it," I encouraged. "Please!"

Go ahead. Murder us. Murder us before God. We are willing to die," Steve proclaimed proudly.

The doors were thrown opened and Stan and his gang of corpses came striding in. Stan said to Steve as he came in, "Steve Newlin. You have pushed us too far. You expect us to sit on our thumbs while you round up your men to come lynch us? We'll kill you first. Same way we did your father."

Steve looked horrified. "Murderer!"

"Destroy them. All of them." Stan growled and in the next moment, I was in Eric's arms, people were screaming as the corpses were about to bite them and drain them all as well.

Luckily, for us, Godric came. "Enough! You came for me, I assume. Underling."

"Yeah, sheriff," Stan sighed in boredom and I think disappointment.

"These people have not harmed me. You see? We can coexist. Mr. Newlin, we do not wish to create bloodshed where none in called for. Help me set an example. If we leave you in peace, will you do the same?"

"I will not negotiate with subhumans," Steve seethed then...then a tall blonde woman grabbed the back his neck.

"Now where are your manners? I thought you southerners were nice," she purred then laughed. "Oh, Mr. Newlin, I would be careful what you say next."

I gaped at her. "Celeste. You're here."

"Hello, little dove," she said then threw him to the ground near Godric's feet. "First things first. Godric? You can kill the others, but I get to kill Steve."

"No."

"Kill me," Steve said then jutted out his neck to Eric who looked impassively down at it. "Do it.

Jesus will protect me."

"I'm actually older than your Jesus. I wish I could have known him, but I missed it," Godric said. "Good people, who of you is willing to die for this man's madness?"

No one moved or said anything so Godric continued, "That's what I thought. Stand down, everyone.

People, go home. It's over now. I daresay my faith in humankind is stronger than yours."

As everyone started to leave, I realized that I was still in Eric's arms and so did Celeste.

Eric hissed in pain as he jumped away from me, looking down at his arm which was covered in boils. "You bitch."

Celeste shrugged. "Why are your hands on my daughter? I told you to stay away from her."

"Wait, you guys talked about me," I screamed out in shock. "When?"

"When you turned fifteen to be exact," Celeste said gleefully. "You were starting to become a woman. He's a lover of women."

"Ew," I whispered. "What a couple of perverts you guys are? I'm not going to go running into this corpse's arms anytime soon."

"You don't know Eric," Celeste reminded me. "You would be taken with him the moment you laid eyes."

"Are you sure about that though?" Sookie asked as she smiled politely. "I mean Belle keeps on calling him a corpse and she hurts him whenever she gets the chance."

"You bet," I said proudly as I smirked.

Eric added, "Tries to hurt me."

Sookie chuckled and I said, "Hey, I can hurt you, but I sometimes reign my power in from time to time."

"Like you can help it," Eric muttered. "Celeste, it's never a pleasure. As you can see everything's under control now so good-bye forever."

"Bye!" I replied cheerfully, waving at her. She didn't leave, she just kept on staring at us. "Eric...corpse, she's not leaving."

"I can see that."

I shrugged. "Should we just walk out of here?"

"No one's going anywhere," Celeste announced. "By the way, Eric, your contract with my daughter is done. She's not yours anymore."

"Oh?" Eric questioned in amusement as he smirked at her. "And how do you plan to do that?"

"Because if you don't destroy the contract then you will regret it. I will destroy everything you care about-"

"Why?!" I screamed at her, furious at her for acting like she was my mother after all these years. "You have no right to start acting like my mother right now. Especially not since you left me and my dad after killing Lillian in order to get her power!"

Celeste stared at me in surprise. "I would never-"

"Yes, you would," I whispered. "She was powerful, wasn't she? You killed my sister and therefore you aren't my mother so I still belong to Eric. I'm blaming you for all of this because if you hadn't left then my dad wouldn't have had to force himself to sell me to a vampire to pay off his debt."

Celeste stepped closer to me and said coldly, "I'm not doing this as your mother. The Celeste you knew died a long time ago, if you're looking for any redeeming qualities in me...well, you won't find any. I have none whatsoever. I want your freedom because you're a witch. A witch is not a slave. That's all I'll ever want you for, Belle. Remember that."

I felt as if my heart had somehow broken all over again. That I was that little girl again, staying up late in her bed just so her mother would come, kiss her goodnight, and read a bedtime story. But that never happened. My mother never did that.

I watched her walk away and a lone tear went down my cheek before I felt a shadow looming over me, wiping away the tear.

I sniffled and then chuckled. "Damn, I'm leaking."

Eric wiped another tear from my cheek. "Don't let her see you cry."

I watched Eric walk away as Sookie touched my shoulder. "I'm sorry, sweetie."

"Thanks," I murmured and turned away from them, walking behind Eric.

"She wasn't," Godric started, but then stopped.

"She was always like this. She's not the motherly type...I get that now. Don't defend her, Godric. She doesn't deserve something as good as you by the way."

I gave him a small smile and walked ahead of him, back to Eric. I saw Celeste talking to the other vampires, looking powerful and like authority-she looked surperior to them. I knew then that children got in my mother's way. It didn't matter which child it was...whether it was me, Leo, or Lillian, we were in her way. It would be useless to wait for her, to wait for our mother to return and we all knew it too at some point now.

"Hey," the blonde guy greeted.

"Jason, don't," Sookie warned behind him, but he didn't listen.

"I'm Jason," he smiled charmingly at me and shook my head. "Sookie tells me you're her friend."

"Yeah, I guess I am."

"Now I'm wondering why she'd never thought to introduce us to each other. You're the most beautiful girl I'd ever met, you know? And I met a lot of pretty girls I can tell you that."

"Jason, you're really barking up the wrong tree," Sookie warned him which made me smiled in amusement. "Belle, don't."

I leaned towards him and whispered in his ear, "I'm a witch, blondie, you couldn't a pretty girl like me."

Jason was shocked as he jumped away from me in fright as I turned around and started to walk away. I caught Eric glaring at Jason, but then he smirked at me.

"Well done, witchy."

"Yeah being a witch tends to draw the guys away from me."

"I don't think it's the witch part," Eric started. "But more of the aggressive, possibly psychotic part of you."

I glared at him. "I. Am. Not. Psychotic. Corpse."

"You're forgetting that you talk to yourself."

"SOMETIMES," I growled at him. "ONLY SOMETIMES, CORPSE! GET IT THROUGH YOUR DEAD SKULL!"

Eric gave me a smug smile that I really wanted to slap it off of his face. "Welcome back, witchy."

TBC…

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