[So sorry I havent been updating, guys! I've been pretty...lazy. Not gonna lie, lol. I also got a new puppy! But furthermore, so I can get this done and perfect it, here is Chapter 4!]
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT AND NEVER WILL OWN ANYTHING RELATED TO TRUE BLOOD. THE COPYRIGHT REMAINS WITH CHARLAINE HARRIS. (Last disclaimer).
The Ring of Eternal Ressurection: Chapter 4
Sophia grunted and rolled over on her back. Sunlight streamed across her face and she winced. She had been passed out for sometime as her lower body was dreanched in a small pool of her own blood. She sighed and lifted herself up with her elbows, propping her upper body up with her hands.
"Well this is just fucking great." she huffed as she dragged herself backwards to the nearest wall. Once she could lean against the hard surface she lifted her leg carefully and bit the inside of her cheeks while bringing the injured leg towards her, muttering profanities under her breath. Good thing it was the weekend, otherwise this would have been an interesting story to tell to the sisters. Removing her shoe, she was intending to use her theigh high sock as a wrap for the wound. It still had not stopped bleeding and there was blood drying from the spot she 'rested' to the actual wound. This should get the vampires fired up. She tied the sock tightly around her theigh and hissed as the fabric rubbed against the two bite marks as she put her leg down.
"What the hell am I supposed to do now." she spat. *Maybe I can walk on it? A shower sounds great...* she smiled at the thought and brought her opposite leg up to put all the pressure on, then the injured. The bloodied teen eased herself from the stained tile shakily as she caught her balance. Once she was able to stand for a few seconds she stepped with her non-injured leg and then stepped caerfully with the other, nope! She let out a screetch and lost her balance, tipping over and falling. Tears ran down her face as she punched the cold school ground.
"Dammit! ...Fucking monsters!" Sophia yelled, sobbing. All the 'excitement' and lack of sleep, not to mention disturbing sleeping arrangments were getting to her. As she wiped the tears from her face there were small lines of apparent blood replacing them. She picked herself up slowly from the ground and sighed. Her stomach grumbled and she moaned. *There is a snack machine in the basement.* Hobbling towards the stairwell, the teen huffed as her long curls were matted down to her back stained with blood, her bangs sticking to her forehead, this wasnt as easy as it sounds! As the teen entered the stairwell she sighed and bit her lip hard with every movement she made with her left leg. She gripped the gaurd-rail hard making it down two-steps, then her leg gave off a sharp, deep pain. She let out a loud "Ah" and fell back, her head rocked back. As she landed, she cursed loudly, and slid down the rest of the way, her forehead against the wall catching her fall.
Sophia moaned and opened her eyes hazily. Her vision was blacked out and blurred for a long moment. As it came into focus she realized there was a foot infront of her face and she lifted her head to see who the owner was.
"You're a very clumsy girl." The viking said quietly. His tone was mellow and his gaze was warm yet his fangs were erect. He realized she was covered in her own filthy blood, and was bruised and battered. Her upper forehead was a purrple gray and slightly swollen. The way she had fallen had flipped her skirt up and she was showing her delicated to anyone near by, but too eachausted to even care. She felt tears sting her eyes, seeing him did not help her situation at all.
"So what? Are you going to rape me now? As you can see, I'm in the perfect situation for it. I've also probably got a concussion and--" The blonde vampire vamped himself into a kneeling postion and put his deadly cold hand over her mouth.
"That'll be enough. I can smell you from miles away, you need to clean up..." He removed his hand and his gaze moved to her rear end. He flipped her skirt downward to cover her exposed, ahem, cheeks and leaned against the wall with one leg up and the other straight out.
"My intentions tonight are not to harm you...I came back to see if you were willing to cooperate with me and the others for this upcoming battle.." The teen pushed herself up to lean on the wall beside him, listening.
"You already know too much...and you seem strong...as well as helpful..." He looked to her, deeply into her elegant emeralds. Yes, Sir Eric was trying to glamour her into agreeing.
Looking to the elder vampire, Sophia felt her pain begin to melt from her head, out from her toes. She became extremely calm and felt warm. Safe. At ease. Her mouth cracked open, slightly to show that her mind was in his control at the moment.
He leaned in closer, "You will not mention any of what you know to others. If you are to decieve myself or any of my minions you are to be killed immediately. Do you understand?" Mr. Northman stated flatly. He knew how complicated teenagers could be and this seemed the easiest way for her anger to melt into something more precious; trust.
"I understand..." The brunette said, almost whispering. He turned his head from her gaze and looked to the other side of the small stair-well they were inside of. She blinked and rubbed her eyes. "Uhggg...I should have known thats what you were going to do..." she whined. Eric payed not attention to it.
"Do you know how difficult it was for me to get in here alone? All the vampires are gathering outside from the scent of your blood. You could have been easily killed if I hadnt made it here when I did, girl...woman." He said turning back to her as he finished his statement. Sophia nodded,
"Yep, I knew something like that was going to happen tonight. But, as you can see, its not like I can get anywhere safe. I fell down a flight of stairs like a dumbass with this lovely injury you left with me last night." She spat, out of spite. She placed both hands on it, gently pressing to soak up the blood.
"And it still hasnt stopped bleeding. I'm surprised I'm not already dead from the blood loss, Mr. Eric." She looked at him, angrily.
He looked at her leg and opened his mouth, showing his fangs. The smell...so much blood. His body was tingling all over from the presence of the blood. As much as he wanted to dig in for seconds, he decided against it...at the last minute.
"Yes, I can see that....If you'd like, I can fix that." He met her gaze, his fangs hanging over his lips. The sight of Eric being so alert and, ahem, aroused by the surrounding smell of this velvet liquid bliss. This idea wasnt dawning on her so much because she had no idea of what he would have to do. She looked to him, hesitantly.
"Umm...what...what would you have to do, exactly?" She stuttered over these words. If it involved heavy biting or more blood, no thanks. She would politely pass.
"It does not involve any pain towards you, what-so-ever." He began to remove the sock from the wound and peeled it carefully. The blood was making the fabric stick to the wound. She hissed once the substituted bandage was removed from the two small holes and looked down to it immediately. Eric ducked his head to the wound and began cleaning the blood from it, with his tongue. Sophia began to shift uncomfortably *Not particularly what I had in mind...it feels...good...* She relaxed and let Eric clean the wound, healing it simultaniously. The teenager leaned her her against the wall with her eyes closed. She was sinking into the moment and her breath picked up. This was turning into something completely different for her. Before she got to enjoy the moment too much, Mr. Northman brought his head up and bute his wrist harsly, taking a chunk out,
"Here, drink this. Your wound is healing, but it is infected and you will still feel pain. This will help it heal instantly..." Sophia blinked and welcomed herself back into the world from that trance.
"Wait...what? No! I dont want to be a vampire! I can wait! No!" She shook the idea from her thoughts and was simply repulsed at the idea of drinking someone elses blood. Especially someone who wasnt amond the living. Wouldnt it be worse?
"Drink it now, before the wound heals. I will explain later." He spat loudly. Vampires heal eccesviely quick. He flexed his wrist to keep the wound open and pressed it to her mouth. Sophia squealed inside her mouth as he pushed it on here and decided in two seconds or less that it would be best to listen to it. She opened her mouth and licked his wrist and scrunched her face in disguist. She then pressed her lips to his wrist and began to suck the blood straight from his veins. The more she drank, the more she wanted. Eventually, her hands were holding his wrist tightly.
"Enough, Sophia." He tugged her hair back gently to let her know that she was taking too much, too fast.
"Stop, woman." She pulled from his wrist and caught her breath. She wanted the blood so bad she forgot to breath while retreiving it.
"That...wasnt so bad..." she wiped his blood from her mouth and licked her lips. Something in her began to change...slowly but surely.
"Um....Eric...What does this do to me? What will happen? I feel...weird..." She began to look at herself and moved around a little. The pain in her leg quickly subsided and the small holes turned into little pink dots; scars. Her bruise was still seen, and heavy, but it wasnt as dark.
"Vampire blood effects are different for everyone. The most common are, Increased sense of smell, inscreased energy or strength or, a personal favorite of most, inscrease in sexual desire." He flicked his wrist and the wound closed quickly. He stretched his fingers and stood.
The 19 yr old stood, without hesitation or a trace of pain. She stretched and let out a sigh of relief,
"Ooh, I feel great!" She looked at her leg and saw the two small dots and wrinkled her nose. *It will leave a mark, but atleast it doesnt hurt anymore..* Soon after she stood, the girl began to fan herself with her hand.
"Whew...its getting hot..." She swallowed hard and looked at Eric. Her heart began to thumpe harder and she felt something growing inside her stomach. While he was fumbling with his sleeve she couldnt help but notice every trace of his body. Her eyes traced him from his eyes down to his groin. She felt something tingle between her theighs. Something shes never felt before. A single sweat danced down her forehead.
Eric grinned, what the girl didnt know is that he can sense her every emotion now. What they had form this moment on, was a blood bond.
"Dont let yourself go. I am here for professional purposes only, Miss Sophia. Nothing more." He slid his hand across her cheek and made his way up the stairs, back into the main hall of the school. Sophia swallowed and nodded to him, following his lead. There was something that let her gaurd down as she checked him out, going up the stairs. *Dammit...I wonder how long this will last...all I can think about is how I want to--* Her thoughts were cut off as she bumped right into the ancient vampire. It was like running face-first into a wall.
"Well shit, thanks for the warning." She said hastily and stepped back.
"You need to bathe. You are filthy." Eric stated bluntly, almost in a rude tone.
"Yeah, I would like that quite much, but I dont have any clothes to change into, or under things, mind you."
Eric vamped outside and inside in the blink of an eye holding a black T- shirts with the words "Fangtasia" across in red and some blue jean short shorts, along with a clean bra and undies.
Sophia blinked and looked at him, quite puzzled.
"Yeah, I'd REALLY love to know how you got to my clothes..." The brunette spoke, raising an eyebrow. She started to tap her foot.
"I do not have to tell you such a thing. Now, go clean yourself." He vamped outside of the ancient school to wait.
It took all about ten minutes for Sophia to make her way to the gymnasium and into the shower room. Thankfully, she had her own area where she left soap, shampoo & conditioner whenever she pleased. As she strippped from her blood-stained clothes she fiddled with the shower and made it luke warm, to be easier on her skin after all the beating its taken.
"Ahhh...this feels great!" She spoke to herself. She got into her normal routine of showering and decided to spice things up a little bit. She was a little on the 'antsy' side and that needed to be solved, right? Afterall, Eric shouldnt suspect. Women take longer showers than men, anyhoo. After lathering up with soap she decided to let her fingers trace down to that oh-so-sensitive area. She had fixed the shower head to allow the water hit her as she leaned against the light blue tile. Just as things started to heat up between her and her only lover, she heard a bump and quickly jumped to.
"Eric? Is that you? I'm almost done!" She said, reassuring him that she was deffinately not doing something naughty just then. She waited a few seconds to receive a reply....nothing.
"Eric?" She decided to cut her shower short and quickly rinsed off. Having her hair washed clean as well as the rest of her. She quickly threw her clothes on and stepped out into the gym. She heard several noises, many footsteps. This freightened her.
"Eric! I think your friends are here!" She yelled. She then saw three figures coming after her and let out a loud, high-pitched scream.
The viking heard her yelling and then a scream. Uh-oh. He sensed something...a smell...a disguisting and vile smell. He vamped his way to the girl to find at that very spot that she was at, she was not anymore. Her shoes as well as her dirty clothing were sprawled out on the floor, indicating a struggle. Well, he knew one thing. She deffinately wasnt kidnapped by an ordinary vampire.
[Thank you guys so much for being so patient! I'm sorry I didnt get to this story sooner, really! I will start to update quicker! Hope you liked this chapter!! :)]