My face was redder than a strawberry when the door opened and Bill stood in the doorway with a shocked expression on his face-no, scowl lines was disappointed actually. BASTARD!

"My King, they slept together, had sexual relations most likely," Bill told him.

"LIAR! LIAR, LIAR!" I screamed at him, scrabbling to get to him. Eric held me back as I pointed to him. "Bill Compton, you are now my enemy for all eternity and that's a really bad thing to be in, scowl lines. I'll stake you!"

Eric smirked even as my eyes widened and I saw Russell and Godric standing behind him. Russell checked his watch and commented, "Well, that's most impressive, my dear. You've already cheated on Godric and it's only been about ten hours or so."

My mouth fell open as I heard Godric say, "Like mother like daughter."

Oh no…

"We didn't," I stuttered. "I-I didn't...corpse and I...n-no!"

Eric looked pleased. "Sweetie, we shouldn't hide our love anymore. We made love to each other last night, beautiful-"

I don't know what happened after the corpse said those words. One minute, I'm sitting beside him on the bed and the next...well, I was successfully beating the shit out of him and he had a piece of wood in his arm while I had stuck a pen in his neck. Good thing he could heal or else he would be called holes instead of corpse.

I blinked and then laughed. "Holy shit, corpse. Did you see that? I totally blanked out right then and there. Shit! Hey, you didn't explode on me! I mean I wish that scowl lines, king corpse, foreign corpse, and pervy corpse would just explode, but hey, I can still dream..."

Eric pecked me and I slapped him. "STUPID CORPSE, DON'T YOU GO KISSING YOUR HERPE INFESTED LIPS ONTO PEOPLE!"

Russell sighed. "Well, Klaus, Paulo take Mr. Northman here for execution."

"Wait," Eric told them, standing up when they neared us. "You have no grounds to actually. I still own Belle. In the contract, there is a hidden clause that clearly states that as long as she is my servant, she must be single forever. Date no one. Be with no one. I am the only who decides her ultimate fate."

"That's quite possessive of you," Russell said.

I eyed him and said, "He's lying. There is no...oh my God, you asshole! That's why you said that I still belonged to you because of a hidden clause?! How many hidden clauses are there?!"

"Oh, there are many," Eric said with a smile then winked.

Russell sighed. "You're quite clever, aren't you?"

Bill rolled his eyes. "Your Majesty. He's just covering their sexual relations with the witch-"

I growled and charged towards Bill with my hands glowing. Cooter came in and held me back, but being the little fireball that I was, I managed to struggle out of his hold and then kneed him in the groin as hard as I could. I smirked as he fell to his knees, gripping his crotch. Most of the men in the room either winced at the sight or grabbed their dicks protectively.

"God, that felt really good, asshole," I said. "That was two and a half years in the making, dog."

Russell shook his head and walked out of the room, forgetting all about us. Godric did not however as he looked between Eric and I, smiling in amusement. It was creepy smile like the one a guy you don't like gives you when you're just trying to mind your own business and he thinks you're playing hard to get, but really you aren't and just want to get the fuck away from this dude, but he keeps on thinking he's got game so he's still smiling at you...I may had an experience similar to this one.

"You will be mine. Someday soon, Miss Deveraux," Godric promised.

I scowled. "Yeah like that will happen. Oh, maybe Ryan Gosling will be on my doorstep, professing his love and left his stupid wife for me! We live happily ever after and have tons of sex! Be real, Gary. You're living in a fantasy."

"We'll see," Godric said before he left the room, whistling a tune I didn't know. He's such a Disney villain sometimes. I mean who the fuck whistles?! I can't. I instead just blow raspberries out of my mouth whenever I try to.

"He's so creepy, corpse," I said and Eric nodded.

"So how do I look, corpse," I asked as I came out of the prison bedroom later that night after Russell left us to go do God knows what.

He simply raised an eyebrow at my outfit. "What the fuck are you wearing? Why…"

"What? Too much?" I asked. "Tonight, we're gonna be detectives, corpse! We gotta go snooping around this corpse infested hellhole while king corpse is gone."

I wore a long black coat with a magnifying glass and a grey deerstalker with my hair stuffed up inside since you never know when someone might pull on it in a fight. Eric shook his head. "I don't get what the long coat…"

I jumped to a wall with my arms stuck to my sides as I hid behind a plant when a vampire guard came walking towards us. He gave Eric a look who shrugged as he leaned against the wall across from me. Ha! He never saw me! How could he?! I'm so good at hiding!

After the guard left, Eric said, "Yes, because no one could see your black coat in a room full of pastels. You stand out more than the sun, witchy."

I growled and came out from behind the plant. "Stupid corpse, you don't know true talent when you see it! Now let's go investigate! Come now, John Watson."

"No, I am not John Watson," Eric snarled as we walked down the stairs. "I am no one's sidekick."

"Yes, you are, corpse. I am Sherlock and you're John because you have a stick up your ass, always trying to control my awesomeness and we all know that you are nothing without me," I calmly explained to him as we went to Russell's office as I kept on trying to stay hidden.

Eric scoffed, closing the door behind us as I stared at the familiar golden crown that I kept on hearing foreign voices from. Whoa! I swear that I can see images floating on the reflection of the crown. I don't know how to describe it, but I swear that I was seeing this crown's history and where it's been. I could've sworn that I saw Eric then Russell-

"Belle," Eric's voice cut through my daze when he put his hands over my shoulders. "What did you see?"

"Everything," I muttered. "So many kings…oh god, I'm like Raven from that Disney Channel show That's So Raven! I AM PSYCHIC!"

Eric blinked then the stupid corpse hit me!

"OW," I said loudly, rubbing my head. He hit my head! How dare he! "That's it, corpse, I'm gonna kick your ass! Anyways, why you so anal about the crown? Do you want it?"

Eric tensed. "None of your business."

"Oh, you really want that crown," I said and then grabbed his arm, seeing an image of his father wearing that crown then dying as a figure took it in his stride. Eric's family was murdered. Eric pushed me into the wall causing it to shake as he snarled in my face. "Calm down, rabbid corpse or you'll give yourself constipation."

"Stay out of my head."

"You let me in there," I reminded him. "I can only see inside of your head because I know necromancy because of Hecate so next time, lock up your mind palace next time as Sherlock would say!"

"Belle-"

"Is that why you're here? You want the crown and you think your father's killer is here or something?" I asked and Eric put a hand over my mouth.

"Enough! You'll spoil everything, Belle so shut the fuck up already or I will kill you."

I ignored Eric as I noticed something on Russell's desk and I charged over to it after blasting Eric away from me, seeing Sookie's pictures from just a child to a grown woman and her family tree with certain names circled. "What the fuck?"

My eyes widened as I saw a file on Lillian, Leo, and me as well. Oh no, how did Russell get these? I froze when I saw the family tree and saw that Don wasn't listed as my father, but as Leo's and the name beside mine was Jackson Herveaux...Alcide's father? Brother? Cousin? Please let it be a cousin!

…..AH! THE DOG AND I ARE RELATED!

Eric whirled around and asked, "What did you say?"

I widened my eyes, realizing then that I had my thoughts aloud once again! Double shit! No way am I letting the corpse know about my father and now the dog is my fucking brother even though I already have one so he's really unnecessary to the plot of this story.

(Hey, don't you go saying that about Alcide!)

(Sookie, get out of here already! I thought we already discussed that I was the only one narrating this freaking story.)

(Alcide says to shove it about you being his sister...I think he's still in denial somehow even though there was a blood test and J.D saying that you were his daughter-)

(No! Shut up! You're spoiling everything, tinkerbell!)

(You get no apple pie then when you're done here!)

(Why are you so cruel to me and not the dog or scowl lines?!)

(Just finish the story already. I'm sure they don't like it when you do this, Belle.)

(Psh! My readers love me! I'm the only reason why they still click on this story.)

(Okay then. Sorry, y'all about her always breaking the fourth wall with you guys.)

(WHAT?! You know what? I don't have time for this. Something good is about to happen where I look awesome so shut your mouth and let me get on with the story.)

"Nothing, nothing at all, corpse," I quickly told him then pretended to slip on something, throwing the papers into the fire. "Whoops! Oh no…"

"Belle!" Eric yelled as he stormed forward to grab them out of the fire.

"No!"

The fire suddenly lit up furiously, practically coming out of the fireplace and burned his hand. Eric screamed out in pain and gripped his hand as the fire held onto it. I put my hand out and I muttered, "Et abierunt."

The fire died instantly and I looked apologetically at Eric. "I'm sorry even though it wasn't my fault. I think…"

I watched as his hand slowly healed and Eric asked, "How do you know Latin?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. It just came to me like a memory I suppose."

"What did you say?"

"Be gone I think...who knows? Who gave him those files on my family and Sookie, Eric?"

"Franklin, the one who took Tara, obtained them from Bill's house. He had many files apparently," Eric replied. "The queen wanted them, Belle. She wants Sookie, Lillian, Leon, and you."

"Lillian died so I guess she's out of the equation."

Eric shook his head. "Russell doesn't think so. He and Talbot are obsessed with her and your family. They kept on saying that her body may have disintegrated, but her spirit is still alive. I think your brother is involved."

"Leo? What exactly can he do, Eric? My mother doesn't know, but I think you do since you two were drinking buddies not too long ago."

Eric smirked, not meeting my suspicious eyes. Asshole. "Leon is...a lot like your mother than you may think. His power is extraordinary and I've watched him tear an entire ocean apart just to get a necklace from the Titanic because of that stupid movie."

I laughed. "Wait, did he find the necklace?"

Eric looked at me finally. "I don't know, but he was looking for something and is the greatest liar I've ever met. He's mischievous and reckless and-"

"A lot like my mother," I finished with a frown. "What a poop, corpse! I'm gonna kill that little shit when I see him! Where is he?!"

"I don't know. He's went away because of Godric and how he beat him nearly to death, remember, witchy?"

I glared at him. "Yes, corpse, of course I remember that horrific event! Wait a minute, is he trying to be Sherlock Holmes because I'm already him! How dare he try to-"

Eric kissed me and I became putty into his arms, my body was limp as well. I got a migraine in that second that I let Eric kiss me. Let's just say that both the Angel and Devil on my shoulders were not happy campers. I think they finally came to the agreement that Eric was a nasty corpse and messy business with a whole lot of ugly baggage as well.

Eric smiled and said, "Aw, no fight this time for me. I do like a violent woman such as yourself, witchy. Makes this interesting."

"Why?"

"You talk too much."

I zapped him away from me and Eric fell to the floor twitched as I adjusted my clothes. "Rude, corpse, very rude. And stupid too! I will get back at you for kissing me by the way without my permission. This calls for court as your lips raped my soft luscious ones. God, you're such a whore sometimes! Keep your dick in your pants and I'll just keep on keeping my legs closed for all time! I mean I am Sherlock and you are John-they don't kiss each other! Ever, corpse! Unless in Fanfiction then that is when it is only okay! Get your act straight, weirdo. I know your bi, but I'm not into that kind of roleplay, corpse!"

Yuck!

A little voice inside of me tried to pull me back to Eric and...the one voice that I kept down in my subconscious for thousands of years. The one voice that controlled every part of me...that voice was telling me to do awful things and it always gave me horrible night terrors. I shuddered as I thought about it when I went upstairs.

Come on, just do it! Tear his clothes off and jump his bones already! God!

NO! STAY AWAY FROM ME! I DON'T FEEL THAT WAY ABOUT THE CORPSE! I AM NOT SEXUALLY ATTRACTED TO HIM! I PREFER TO BE ASEXUAL FOR ALL TIME! NEVER!

Seriously, get up on that mighty python of his and just pound a couple out! I'm so sexually frustrated with you!

Back off or I'll stick God onto you! Sundays are now chruch days! I'll get myself blessed and go to confession to get rid of the voice. They are such a horny bastard about everyone I lay eyes on! You know, I think I have the deadly sin of lust or something…

I must find Tara, I told myself. I closed my eyes and prayed (I know right? I'm actually praying!) to that ancestor of mine, Hecate. She's needs to get up off her royal goddess ass and come help a girl out since I'm in a place infested of corpses and dogs and I'm patience is wearing very thin right now. I know that you are testing me, but now is not the time for that, buddy!

Please help me find her...she's one of my best friends and Franklin is abusing her. I will not stand by and-is that a hissing noise? Wait, am I hissing again?! I've got to stop doing that.

I opened my eyes and practically jumped thirty feet away from the two serpents that were slithering towards me, but then turned away and started to go to the left. I looked around and started to follow them. The serpents were very colorful, they were twenty feet long with. One of them was completely red, but the color was a blood red and yet kind of orange. Now the other serpent was black and had orange stripes-oh my God, did it just fucking smile at me! I'm done. I can't do it, I quit! Bye, Tara-no, get over yourself, Belle, go help her.

The paired serpents slither around a corner and then to a single door in the corner, hissing before crawling towards me. I bent down and nodded at them as their creepy eyes stared into mine. They felt familiar, but I shrugged, whispering, "Thanks, you little weirdos. Now go back to Hecate."

I barged right into the room, seeing Tara tied to the bed in a freaking nightgown. "This guy has some serious nostalgia issues if he thinks a gown from the twenties is sexy."

Tara smiled in relief. "You came."

"I'm not gonna leave you behind with that psycho. I have one just like him right now so I know how you feel, homie."

"Godric, right? That asshole came in here you know? Franklin was pissed off."

I froze. "What the hell did Gary say to you? What is something perverted because he suggested a foursome between Eric, my dad, him and me. It was some seriously messed up shit, borderline incest if you ask me."

"That fucking asshole didn't say anything, he just stared at me. Then when Franklin came, he said 'why you? Why does she care about some human?' I didn't know who the fuck he was."

"Eric's maker and he tried to force me into marriage which caused me to go back into being Eric's servant again," I vented at her. "Fucked-up actually since I finally got away from him and now I have to stay with him or else I'm forced into marriage."

"Franklin is gonna turn me into a vampire tomorrow night, B," Tara said fearfully. "I have a plan."

"What is it? I'll help."

She opened her mouth, but closed it as we heard screams coming from downstairs. I looked to Tara as she quickly told me, "Go! Russell is looking for Sookie and your brother, he sent Franklin. The queen has Leo!"

I nodded and rage build inside of me at the thought of someone hurting my family. The people of Bon Temps were my family. Sookie, Sam, Jason, Tara, Leo, my father...they were my family and it just really pisses me off when they try to kidnap them and hurt them all because of my stupid devilish mother! I'll make them pay! I'll burn them to the ground and raise a new world better than the last! I swear it!

Whoa...I'll almost blacked out there for a second. I guess I need anger management classes too now.

Oh, well!

I stomped downstairs and swore that I heard that fucking hissing noise again.

I saw Eric holding Sookie to Russell as Talbot looked horrified. I could see his rage since there was blood everywhere and a hole in ceiling and the staircase was completely ruined. God, why do the corpses always make such a mess around here? So messy they are sometimes!

I saw Bill being held by two vampire guards and guessed that he was playing a double agent. YAY! I KNEW IT! I KNEW SCOWL LINES WAS GOOD AND ON OUR SIDE!

Bill smiled up at me. "I would never betrayed you or Sookie."

Aaannnd I said my thoughts aloud again...well, there goes my element of surprise!

"Scowl lines, causing trouble I see," I said delightfully. "Lori, how's the underworld?"

Lorena snarled at me. "I will kill you."

"Loved to have a fight with you sometime, but can't. Love to, but can't," I replied with a smile. "I have better fish to fry as of right now."

Russell circled Sookie and once he sniffed her hair, I quickly got between them. Russell narrowed his eyes playfully at me as I pushed her away from Eric and Russell. I don't know what was going on with Eric, but he was being a real ass right now.

"I will never, ever forgive for this," Sookie said angrily to Eric.

Eric tilt his head to the side, chuckling. "They think we're equals."

He did not just...oh...he did not just…

"Oh, but it's wrong. Isn't it?" Russell questioned with amusement.

"Indeed," Eric chuckled.

My fists curled. "Corpses, please tell me you're not talking about us right in front of me. I mean surely you value your dicks more than that. Interesting development. I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

Russell gave a nod to the guards who came charging towards us. Suddenly, the lines on the floor turned alive and shaped into the serpents from before. They hissed at everyone as I smirked and had a cool stare off with Russell and Eric. I knew that Hecate was still with me, giving me power.

I smirked and ordered, "Occidendi regis custodes"

The serpents hissed and kept on striking quickly to the guards, Sookie whispered, "What did you say?"

"To kill the guards, duh," I whispered. I jut my hand out and the guards dropped to the floor in a puddle of blood.

Russell started to laugh then clap. "Marvelous!"

Talbot looked furiously at Russell. "Do you care nothing about our home?"

"Talbot, not now," Russell scolded.

"WHEN?!" Talbot screamed at him then started to mutter in another language while storming upstairs.

I rolled my eyes. Why are they all such drama queens?

"Get rid of the snakes," Russell commanded.

I snapped my fingers and they disappeared. "I just wanted to remind you corpses what I can do to any of you...doesn't matter how old you are or well, connected you have, I'll come for you. Like hit list from that movie Kill Bill."

"I wondered how strong you and your brother were. I figured out your exceeding power and abilities My theory is that you were actually born human, but when Lillian died, she somehow in her last moments transferred all of that power into you…" Russell explained. "Clever girl. Why you and not your brother who's already powerful as it is? Why a human?"

My jaw hardened as I responded, "I think that she did it because out of everyone she knew, I was the one that wouldn't let corpses, dogs, or even old hags get away with any sort of shit. She knew that I would always fight."

"I'm very patient, girl."

"So am I, corpse," I retorted. "Especially when you're trying to hurt the people I care about. Gotta kill me first."

"If only," he murmured. "Take Mr. Compton to the slave quarters. There, my dear Lorena, you will kill him."

"No!" Sookie screamed in terror.

Lorena spoke quickly, "But what's-"

"Do not defy me!" Russell yelled out in rage. "I am your king!"

Being the shit that I am, I said, "Any man who says 'I am your king' is no true king."

Everyone stared at me as if I had a death wish, but I smiled. "Wise words of Tywin Lannister from Game of Thrones. You guys should watch it. You corpses could probably relate to it."

"Take Miss Stackhouse into the library, Eric." Russell commanded after looking at me. "I wanna ask her a few questions after I repair the state of affairs of my marriage. Cooter! Take the witch into the dining room! I'll deal with her later."

Cooter grabbed me as Eric grabbed Sookie when she yelled, "Bill, I will get you out of here."

"Eric, you save them, I beg you." Bill pleaded as they dragged him out of the house.

"If you do kill him I will kill you." Sookie promised Lorena.

"Oh, please. Please try," she growled. "Without that sanctimonious little prick, Godric, to save you, and that witch bitch, Celeste all the way across the country, I would just love to rip you both open and wear your rib cages as a hat."

I scowled. "You're messed up. Seriously, your fashion sense is fucked up if you think that this bone hat of yours will get you into the Best Dressed category of that Vampire Weekly magazine, corpse! That ain't gonna happen with those shoes either!"

I let Cooter drag me away into the parlor as Sookie yelled my name fearfully. I sent a message to her in case she was reading my mind, Sook, Tara's here...she's got a plan of escape. Just stay alive tonight.

Sookie seemed to get my message as she slyly nodded at me with tears in her eyes. The doors closed as Cooter threw me onto the couch. I glared at him.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

I froze. "I don't know what you're talking about, dog-"

"You are a liar. You're always lying!"

I rolled my eyes. "I have no idea what you are yelling about, but keep your growls to a minimum please."

I shot backwards as Cooter got into my face, grabbing the back of the couch. "You were pregnant."

"I lost the baby. A blessing in-"

My face whipped to side when Cooter slapped me. I winced when I touched my cheek and felt a cut there. Cooter was breathing heavily, his face hard and eyes full of anger and pain which was not a good combination.

"You weren't gonna be a good father-"

Another slap to the other cheek of my face. I fell to the couch then, my chest rising up and down in pain as my cheeks felt on fire. I looked up at him and saw nothing, but hatred. I knew what was coming since it had happened once before.

Cooter slammed his fist into my stomach causing me to almost vomit by shock. I fell to the floor, gripping my stomach as my insides felt like they were being squeezed. I couldn't use my powers…I yelped out in pain as he grabbed my by the hair and slammed me into the wall as if I were a rag doll. I slumped against the wall, my nose bleeding already. The metallic taste was awful inside of my mouth.

"You stupid bitch," he muttered before he started to punch me all over. Thighs, arms, face, chest, stomach, it didn't matter as long as it was in his reach. I blacked out then from the unbearable pain. I heard yelling, but then nothing at all.

I remember that day...I "mouthed off" to him about how he cheated on me with that slut and then he hit me before choking me. He apologized a little while later, but the damage was done. I left him and never looked back. We kept on moving luckily so he could never find me, but I always looked behind me. Always wondering if he knew where I was, I thought that I could face him now that I had powers, but I guess I was wrong.

My eyes opened and I felt something. I saw Eric beside me and Godric too, but they weren't happy.

I sat up and glared straight ahead. "Tell me you killed him."

"Russell wouldn't let us," Eric growled lowly.

"Why are you here, Gary?" I asked boldly. "I thought you didn't like me."

Godric had a cold look in his eyes. "I have morals and seeing you get beaten to death by your ex...I...it brought back bad memories...I don't know what's wrong with me. What did you do?!"

I gaped at him. "Bitch, please, it's not my fault! Why is everything always my fault?!"

Eric bared his fangs at Godric. "Leave! Now!"

Godric sped out of the room and Eric wrapped his arms around me. "This wasn't the first time…"

I shook my head. "None of your business."

Eric looked into my eyes. "It is when someone hurts you."

"Why so you can do it?!" I snarled.

Eric grabbed my chin, growling, "I would never lay a hand on you."

"And why not? You've done nothing, but hurt me. I have no freedom of anything while I'm with you," I confessed. "I'll never be free, Eric. Whether it's you, Godric or even Russell! The Authority will come after me...so how are you any different?"

Eric was silent for a moment before twirling a curl of my hair around his pale finger. "I...I dream of you. I think about you. Isn't that enough? Does this make me different from the rest?"

I shrugged. I really didn't know honestly. I'm more confused about Eric than ever. "Godric was different and I'm going to get him back, Eric. So are you with or are you gonna keep fighting me?"

Eric leaned down to my ear, whispering, "We need to get rid of Russell first. I need my vengeance, Godric will understand. So will you. I've wanted this since I was human. Don't get in my way, Belle."

"I'll help you, corpse," I whispered back with a smirk. "King corpse deserves it anyways. Then we're gonna kill my ex and all the rest of them."

Looks like the corpse and I are on the same team now...hope I can lie as good as he can.

TBC…

THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS, FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES! Sorry for the serious chapter, but I wanted to explain what happened between Cooter and Belle. I'm sorry if any of you felt triggered by it, but it had to happen because he was the reason why Belle is so distant with people and why she is such a strong person now and won't take someone's shit. I hoped you liked this chapter.

Next Chapter: Eric and Belle have a royal corpse wedding

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