PART TWO

Chapter 4

She had been pleased when he had come home that evening, thought she was worried about her brother. As he sat beside her on the couch in the living on the other house on their property, she had been flipping through the channels on the flat screen, only to toss the remote aside with impatience and he knew something was bothering her and yet, in the hours he had been home, Eric hadn't been able to get her to spill her guts. Until now. She blurted out what she had learned, where her brother was off too and what was possible lurking in the remains of the were panther community, long since razed to the ground, started anew with something possible quite nefarious.

Frowning at her words, the pain of his past experiences at camp, he looked at her intently and she saw he was still haunted by the memories of it. That he had been unable to save his sister from that fatal injection, that because if it, he had cradled his sister in his arms as she passed on in a terrible fashion. "Then lets go after them. Stop it if this is true." he shot to his feet, looking more than ready for a war and she grabbed him by the arm knowing that his temper, his rage could be a liability rather than an asset. "Jason said if there was trouble, he would contact me."

"What if trouble found him before he had the chance to try contacting you?"

She didn't have anything to say about this and though he hadn't intended to make her worry grow, it had and she took his hands in hers. "let's go then." but as they opened the door, they saw a familiar vehicle in the drive and two figures leaning against it. There were others nearby and they both knew something was not quite right. "There are others here too….."

Taking her by the hand, and keeping himself in front of her, the Viking took the path that diverged from the yellow house to the more modern, second home she had agreed could be built, something that was more to his taste and they still both shared. Though it was certainly not conventional, it could be argued that they were also not a conventional pairing. And they embraced that fact. "Jason….." Eric started as they came into view from the leafy, bush lined path that led out from the other house.

Jason and Andy smiled at the two emerging from the little sanctuary and two other figures had come along with them. Vamps. They noted the defensive stance that the Viking had taken and raising their hands, the two officers pleaded him to listen to reason. "These guys….they helped us and want to show you what we found. You wouldn't believe it but we have got to do something about it. It is another camp."

The couple looked at one another and instinct kicked in. they both recognized the effect of glamouring and they saw it in their friends and went to try to take out the two vamps that they assumed were responsible for it. But in a flurry of violence, gunfire started and she scented the silver as much as he did and as good a fighter as he was, they had clearly planned well for what they were to face. She herself, being mostly faerie with a streak of vampire, was susceptible to rose gold. Something her brother knew and had clearly revealed to his companions. And as such, she found herself netted in a net of that material, feeling her energy bleeding away as she fell to the ground, watching helplessly as the four took down the Viking in a net of silver, she saw darts sticking from his skin and knew that couldn't bode well. That that many had had to be used and knowing just what had to be in said darts….her mind was becoming increasingly cloudy and she was struggling to channel anything, any bit of her magic to escape the net, watching as they took their prize and put him in the trunk. Clearly, they were going to leave her behind and yet, she was almost relieved when she saw the two vamps steal the cruiser, leaving the two confounded officers in their wake, slowly emerging from their hypnosis.

Chapter 5

It wasn't until a hour later they had entirely emerged from the fog they had been under and though it was something of a surprise to learn that glamouring could be made to last longer, that it did last longer when used on humans. Something she took in stride, compared to what was happening all over again.

"Great, a stolen cruiser and your guy." Andy grumbled as she brewed up some coffee with shaking hands. She needed to get reinvigorated before setting off after them. "Look, I can't begin to say how sorry…..we thought when we realized what was happening we could-"

"those asshats were clever and they were slick." Jason said as he drained his hot coffee down, ignoring the discomfort his fast drinking brought about. He stood up. "We gotta get him out of there. He is the one guy that this creep wanted to get a hold of. He already has a bunch of others there and from what little we saw…it ain't Disneyland."

"it wasn't the first time either from what I heard about it, I never got to see the first one." she said grimly. "And something tells me that it won't be fun this time around either…especially if he was targeted to be taken."

"That guy that gave us the tour, he was all cool as a cucumber, playing his part well and seriously, I…..feel like a idiot we got taken in but the place, it really looked like a realtor office. There were pamphlets and a receptionist and all kinds of crap." Jason said with frustration in his voice but Andy chimed in.

"I was taken in as good as you were and I admit, the place was deceptive right up to when he took us on the so called tour. And I think we may need to call in the rest of the force to help us….though either way, we are seriously outgunned and we haven't a clue just what is in that compound. Its built like a fortress." Andy said in his gruff demeanor. "I think some kind of strategy is needed here or we are all going to get wasted and then what?"

There was a silence and she shook her head. "I don't want to risk anyone else getting hurt or injured and with my skills that they likely know nothing about and perhaps if we could find some glamour proof contacts, the three of us should be able to make some noise…"

Jason looked thoughtful. "I think there are some at the station, Kenya, Rosie and Kevin had stashed some aside." he felt a slight pang for the three long since killed but then again, two of the three had had nothing but hate for vamps and so he shook off the past once more and nodded to his partner in crime. "Maybe you could give us a lift to the station, since we are a little vehicle challenged?"

She managed a smile and they agreed to meet back here within a couple hours, allowing the two to get whatever they could think of that would, could help them. With her light, she vanished them, leaving her alone to fret and ponder what was in store for him at this new camp. She shuddered to think how much worse this one could be and hoped that they wouldn't be too late.

Chapter 6

It was like déjà vu, stuck once more in a cage and shackled. Though he had also been stripped of ever stitch of clothes, it was funny to him that they thought it would humiliate him. Clearly they didn't know him as well as they may have hoped they did. And as Frank Leland and some of his hired vamp and human thugs entered the bare bones room, the cage in the canter if it, there was a smirk that crossed the face of the Viking as the man in the suit circled the cage, a smirk of his own present. "Well, well, well, its about time I meet the legend himself. I read a file about you, the last file remaining, one copy left in the governors belongings. Put aside for me, one of his closest allies and supporter. Our new governor may be all vamp friendly and that shit, but rest assured, I am going to finally make the late governors dream come true and town by town, I will make sure they become vamp free." and as he introduced himself, the towering blonde looked less than impressed.

"I escaped a place like this before."

"With help. And I can safely say there won't be any coming for you, nor will they even be close to getting to you when they inevitably come to get you. By the time I am finished with you…..well, I doubt they would want to see."

"I just went through something you wouldn't even believe. I came back from worse than what you think you can inflict on me."

"I read you were a fighter….that you are a real live…..in a sense….Viking?" Frank said with a slight, albeit reluctant air of being impressed. "Reading all the notes gathered about you, you certainly have lived a bloody and colorful life. So much loss in your life, your vampire sister met her end thanks to the late great governor." the man smiled brightly as he took in the anger on his prisoners face. "Oh, have a struck a nerve? You sub creatures are so animalistic you know? I think we are doing a public service erasing you from existence and from what I also come to understand, you have a special someone? How could anyone come to care for someone like you? With the blood on your hands and fangs?" he genuinely seemed shocked as he paced, walking around the cage as if appraising his catch. "Maybe she would enjoy some time here in camp, from what my friends that brought you here said, she is far from ordinary….certainly no human. How I would love to study her…." he grinned as he watched the vampire struggling in vain, fangs out, trying to fight his way from the silver shackles and cage. It was rattling but certainly was not going to give. "On that note, I think I will go see how the remaining prisoners are doing and how the new load is coping….we brought in another dozen vamps in and three, sadly have expired."

Left alone with nothing more than his thoughts and the security cameras firmly on his cell within a cell, Eric was forced to relent his fight against the cage, hoping that somehow he could escape this and that she wouldn't wind up in the same predicament. For if he was to discover what she truly was and that information got out, Niall's sacrifice, his life he gave up to keep both their mixed blood secret would be for nothing. Everyone in this place would surely need to die. With any luck, by his own hands. And fangs.

TO BE CONTINUED