"Child," Ocella called his child, through their vampire connection.
Eric had been feeding off of some poor unsuspecting woman, after he had left Violet in the study. He answered his master's call and quickly ran with his vampire speed to Ocella, who was sprawled out on his bed waiting for him.
"Master," Eric spoke out loud, bowing his head in greetings.
"Dear, Eric." Ocella said, smiling sympathetically. "I have something for you to do…"
"Yes, master. Anything." Eric replied, he always obeyed Ocella. It was not like he had a choice.
"How does a little trip to Romania sound?" Ocella said, smiling sadly at his counterpart.
"Ah, delightful." Eric said, it was truly what he meant. The first thoughts that came to his mind were those of joy, for he hated this vampire nest hell hole that Ocella was keeping him in. "On what occasion?"
"I have received a letter from an old friend, she has some information that I am rather interested in…" Ocella said, rather coyly.
"And what would that be?" Eric asked curiously.
"An old family of supernaturals that tend to inherit violet eyes." Ocella said arrogantly, raising an eye to intrigue Eric's interest.
Eric internally shuddered, he had forgotten about his new friend and the promise he had made to himself, he would be the one to figure out what she was before anyone else, including Ocella. He was emotionally attached to the young woman, who thought she was always right and despised his kind. Eric could not let Ocella see that he was alarmed, by the job he was being sent to do.
"I'm quite certain that we can use that girl, depending on what she is…" Ocella nodded to himself.
"Use her to do what?" Eric asked, plainly. He needn't show Ocella that he gave even the least of a damn.
"Well, what else would we do with her, but have her as an ally?" Ocella smiled sweetly at his child. "So, prepare your belongings, child. You leave in two nights." And with that, Ocella waved his hand towards the door indicating Eric to leave him.
Tobias walked into the room he had given his lover, Vivian, and her daughter. Unfortunately for Violet, she had been changing she quickly turned around so that only her back was visible to the vampire that she so despised.
Tobias smiled slyly to himself. "My apologies, Violet."
"I-if you would excuse me, Tobias." Violet stuttered uncomfortably, as she tried her best to hide her body.
"Ah, of course." The vampire nodded, making his way out of the room at a snail's pace.
"Hello, Tobias…" Eric Northman said smoothly, looking at Tobias coyly as he made his way out of the room.
"Northman," Tobias grumbled, looking over the tall vampire. "Why are you near my rooms?"
"I am not quite sure what you mean?" Eric smiled smugly.
Tobias sniffed, and growled under his breath. He looked Eric directly in the eye, which was a first for Tobias was rather slimy and despised having to look into someone's eyes whether he was spewing lies or the truth.
"I find that hard to believe." Tobias said, talking a step closer to Eric.
"And why is that?"
"You reek of my human." Tobias spat.
"I assure you, that I've stayed away from your red haired beauty." Eric smirked, he could be very coy when he wanted to be.
"Bastard!" Tobias yelled. "I am speaking of Violet!"
Tobias' hands reached up to Eric's neck and gripped. Eric, despite his triumphant size, was pushed into the nearest wall and held there by Tobias' grip.
"If I find that you have ever fed off of her, lain with her, or even touched her… I will kill you." Tobias said slowly, his fangs out at the ready. "I am older than you, and I can kill you."
"Oh, aren't you a strong man." Eric laughed. "I advise you to take your hands off of me, before I have means to attack back."
Tobias let go, knowing the consequence of killing the child of a vampire so great. Tobias was only one hundred years older than Eric, but Ocella was ancient. And if Tobias had killed Eric without cause he would have been dead within minutes himself.
"Tobias, I was simply walking to the garden. I hear they are having a firework show in town, I'd rather like to watch it from the garden. Must I ask your permission for that?" Eric raised an eyebrow.
"Get lost." Tobias murmured walking away to look for Vivian.
Tobias walked away slowly keeping an ear out for Eric, who had begun to walk in the opposite direction. But, Eric was smart and Tobias was too sure of himself.
Eric had been told to stay away, but what did it matter if Tobias found out he had spoken or touched Violet when he would be gone tomorrow. Eric did not have to make a decision, he simply turned around and knocked on Violet's door.
"Hello," Violet smiled up at Eric through a crack in the doorway.
"Good evening," He said, kissing her hand. "Come with me."
"To… to the grand dining room?" Violet asked, she was very confused.
"No," Eric smiled. "To the garden."
And so she did.
The garden was lovely. It had flowers of every kind, whose beauty shined even in the dimmed light of the night. And of course, there were many vampires walking the perimeter of the large estate. Eric had not been the only one to hear of the fireworks taking place that night.
"It's beautiful," Violet said, her arm in the crook of Eric's elbow.
"Yes, it is." He said, though his eyes were hardly on the garden.
"I have not been outside since I've arrived here." Violet said, breathing in the fresh night air. She was in bliss.
Eric simply sighed to himself. He had grown to think that this was a mistake. Now that they were outside together, he wanted to take her with him. To wherever he was going, to keep beside him always. But, he knew that was impossible. They would always be running away from Tobias, and the vampires that would side with him.
And Eric was hardly sure if he liked Violet enough. She was so young, so beautiful and smart… but he had forgotten what love had felt like and was not sure if he recognized it.
"What is wrong, Eric?" a concerned Violet asked. "You have the most tragic of faces painted on."
"Nothing, nothing." He said, throwing on a smile. He liked that she was concerned about him.
"Look!" Violet shouted, and did a little jump as a firework exploded into the night sky. Her mouth dropped in amazement; she had never seen one before.
"Have you not seen them before?" Eric asked, looking up at the exciting show.
"Never! I've only been told about them!" Violet smiled, and when one of the fireworks exploded, making a loud noise she jumped into Eric's arms.
He giggled to himself.
"I am glad we are friends." Violet said slowly, looking up at him with sadness in her eyes. "You have been a great distraction, and a good companion."
"What do you mean, Violet?" He asked.
"I am afraid, of what is going to happen to me…" She spoke in a quiet voice. "It is frightening, to think what may be done to me. Will I end up like Mary?"
"The whore?" Eric asked, with a slight grin. Violet nodded her head. "No, you will not end up like Mary. You are far too beautiful, and valuable. And Tobias owns you, so only he can have you unless he permits you to go to someone else's bed."
"Tobias owns me?" Violet said in disgust. "B-but, why are you here with me then?"
"I do not care about Tobias," Eric said.
"Oh…" Violet said, burying her head into Eric's chest.
"I am leaving tomorrow," He said, he needed to say it.
"What?" Violet asked, looking up at him with tears suddenly in her eyes.
"You cry at the thought of my leaving?" Eric asked, putting his finger to a tear drop falling down her face and then putting it in his mouth.
"Yes!" Violet cried. "I-I you are my friend! My good friend."
"Ah, yes." Eric nodded, keeping her close to him. "I have no choice, my master has sent me."
"Ocella?" Violet asked, for Eric had told him quite a bit.
She nodded her head, understanding that Ocella's word was final.
"I will miss you," Eric said truthfully.
"Will you come back?" she asked, looking up at him hopefully.
"I do not know when, it could be years." Eric said, he was actually sad about it.
Violet could feel a pit forming in her stomach. She did not want him to go, she wanted him to stay, and to hold her, and talk to her, and to… love her. Oh, how she wanted him to love her. She thought herself a fool for wanting him to love her, for he was so great and she was now just an imprisoned girl.
"Do not forget me," Violet said, secretly thinking that he would.
"Do not forget me," Eric repeated.
Violet thought a rather irrational thought. And then she did something that many girls before her, and that many girls after her would do… she did something that she wasn't ready for, because she thought that a man would enjoy it. Though, hers was rather different than most of the situations referred to above.
"You… bite me." She demanded.
Eric's eyes grew wide, but he needn't be told twice. He gently pushed her dark curly hair away from her neck, and bent down. He showered her neck in nice kisses until he found the spot he was looking for, and then without holding back he bit into Violet's ivory skin whilst the girl let out a little noise of stifled pain.
When he was done, Eric licked up the blood dribbling down the girl's neck. He bit into his own thumb until he drew blood, and rubbed it into Violet's wound. And she looked up at him with grateful eyes, and he leaned down to kiss her lips like a gentleman.
"Does it hurt much?" Eric asked Violet, cupping her face in his hand.
"A little," Violet said, tears in her eyes. But she was not referring to the pain of the bite; instead, she was speaking of her heart.
Sorry this took so long! This isn't the end of Violet and Eric, not by a long shot. Just a little spoiler for you. ;) I hope you enjoyed. Please review! I enjoy feedback.