All Hell Breaks Loose

Chapter 41: God Bless Texas

Bill stood firmly as he kept the church in sight while trying to ignore the burning pain of the silver collar that he had been fitted with. His "king" had assured him that it was next to impossible to remove since it was binded with a spell. That wasn't the only spell that was put on his new jewelry. He was told that if he so much as take one step out of line then the collar would constrict and shrink until it was no bigger than a ring that would fit on a newborn's finger.

The parking lot was filled with cars, not a single space was available and some people parked in the grassy area in front of the field or along side the road. From everywhere he stood he could see a few people standing in

"Full crowd tonight," Gerald said. The man always seemed to enjoy wearing fine suits, no matter what the occasion. "Are you certain you are up for this, Mr. Compton?"

"I'm hungry," Bill said as his fangs extracted. "I plan on pigging out tonight."

"It does look like there will be quite the smorgasbord," Gerald agreed. "And I know you are looking forward to ripping off some heads of these zealots and guzzle down their sweet juice from the opening, but right now .you need to reign in your pearly fangs since you do know what your role in this is."

"I do," Bill said. He was to pretend to be human and convince those at the gate to let him through and glamour them into letting everyone with fangs in.

"We did go through the trouble of making you look alive."

"That's true." He looked down at his hands. The right combination of foundations were used. They wanted to give him some kind of color without going Jersey Shore in their words.

"Boss," one of the werewolves came in through the walkie-talkie that Gerald carried. "There are a few groups of Sun warriors walking around the parking lot, and they are armed."

"And what do you have?" Gerald asked in a sarcastic tone. "Pillows? Take them down, kill them all and try to make it look discreet."

"Sorry," the wolf said before he shut off communication.

"If only our blood could actually give them brains," Gerald sighed. "Bill it is time for your part."

Bill cut through the parking lot, keeping at a human like pace. He only paused to hide when one of the so called hunting parties was close. They were not his intended targets. He decided to let them be Puppy Chow.

"Sanctuary," Bill cried out when he reached the front doors. "They are after me." He watched as several Soldiers of the Sun leaped to their feet and readied their weapons.

"Were on automatic lock down," one of the humans said. He was tall and fit, had a silver chain draped over his shoulders and a gun.

"I tried to get here sooner," Bill said in a whiny and pleading tone. "Trust me I tried." He looked over his shoulder. "And now they are trying to kill me."

"How do we know you aint one of them?" Another soldier asked. He had a thick moustache.

"He don't look pale enough," a third guy said. He had bright red hair

"I aint a vampire," Bill said and grabbed the white gold cross that was hanging around his neck and gave it a kiss.

"See?" The red head asked. "Kissing silver and not pale."

"I bet that isn't real silver," the one with the chain said and held out the end of his chain. "Grab it."

Bill tried not to smile as he grabbed the end. He was given special gloves that were thin and clear to wear in case the humans wanted him to touch silver. He was told the were similar to the kind of gloves that came in boxes of hair dye, only they fit him better.

"Should we let him in?" Moustache asked.

"Yes please," Bill said as he looked the other man in the eyes. "Let me and my friends in."

"Friends?" Chain asked. "You didn't mention friends."

"But they came with me and you have to let us in." After he put the glamour on them he turned to Red. "You have to let them all in." Once he had put everyone under he opened the doors and picked up his walkie-talki. "All clear." He heard the sound of the men being slaughtered as soon as he walked inside.

There were several more guards in front of the doors leading to the chapel. They were confused and one of them approached him as he drew close.

"Who are you?"

"Someone seeking faith," Bill answered. He heard the doors slam open as several of the new vampires along with the werewolves rushed up to join him.

"Faith?" Gerald asked. "They might as well as pray to say hello to their lord since they will be joining him."

Three of the guards aimed their weapons at them and fired while a fourth ran inside to warn the congregation they were under attack.

Bill dropped to the ground the second the bullets were fired and crawled as fast as he could to one of the guards, grabbed him by the ankle and pulled him down while another vampire pounced on him.

"There is a delicious treasure behind these doors," Gerald said as he and a couple werewolves opened the doors.

Several people screamed and several more rose to their feet as the vampires and the wolves flooded in. Those that were standing were shoved back down or grabbed and ready to be bitten.

Gerald rushed to the pulpit and tore out the heart of Newlin's replacement before he turned back to face everyone with a large smile.

"Good evening mortals and Christians," Gerald said and held up the heart of the reverend. "Is it me or do the reverends here have the longevity of a Spinal Tap drummer?" He tossed the heart into the crowd earning more screams before he licked his palm. "Hmmm tastes righteous."

Bill tried not to roll his eyes at Gerald hamming it up. He hoped their leader would give them the go ahead already. He was starving. He did notice several people whipping out phones.

"That's right bring them out," Gerald said. "Go and try to call your policemen. By the time they get here you will all be sucked dry. Those of you who can record video on your phones please do so. When they pry them from your cold dead hands and upload the videos. I want everyone to see what happens to those who try to hunt us down, try and refuse to accept their places in the food chain. You humans believed you were the only ones for a long time, but we exist and there are others and we shall be united to take you all down, unless you bow before us and accept us as your true masters."

"Never," one brave and stupid man said as he stood up. Two of the were's hauled him out of his pew and snapped his neck.

"Don't break too many of them," Gerald said. "We want them whole when we eat them. Brothers and sisters and our friends in the pack, I declare the buffet to be o- His speech came to an end when a wooden object exited out his chest a few seconds before his body blew up.

"Get out of my church," Steve Newlin said in a low and cold tone as he walked up to the podium, dressed in his white suit that had only a few splatters on it and brandishing a rifle. "And get away from my flock."

Several vampires, werewolves and humans rushed in from behind him and the sides and several of them were firing guns and crossbows. A few were even wielding swords.

Russell's soldiers jumped at them. Bill grabbed at one of the other side's werewolves and threw him to the ground before he tore out the man's throat. He looked up to see a gold flash of light send a different vampire flying backwards.

"Sookie?" Bill asked. He did not have to look further and instantly found Sookie firing another blast at a different werewolf.

Something struck him from behind and he flew into the wall with enough force to leave a few cracks. Still dazed from the impact he was still able to look up and see Eric staring down at him.

It had only barely registered in Eric's mind that the vampire that he had struck would be Bill Compton. The younger of the two stared back up at him without regret or shame. He also didn't look surprised.

"I will deal with you later," Eric promised before he turned back to the melee. He was in awe of Jason Stackhouse as he continued to fire his gun at the enemy. Each time he fired off the gun it would strike in the chest of the undead and in the head of those who were two natured.

A warrior scream was heard and Cassidy, dressed up in a yellow tracksuit used her borrowed katanna to slice off the head of another vampire. She ducked, rolled and stood up in time to punch another were in the throat.

"Allow me," Eric said as he launched himself on the werewolf and tore through his neck until he dropped dead.

"Most of the church goers are hiding under the pews," Cassidy said and pointed. There were hundreds gathered either under the long wooden chairs or squeezed in the area where they usually put their feet.

"Too much going on to try and carry them out now." He turned to where he had last seen Sookie and watched her use another of her fairy light blasts to deflect another vampire. Once down she slammed her stake into his chest. "I like a girl who doesn't mind getting dirty."

"Now is not the good time for that kind of talk," Sookie said and ran to another vampire.

"Then you shall also get a later," Eric said with a smirk and punched out a different vampire. This one was extremely easy to subdue and just as easily to decapitate.

There were many vampires that were extremely young and easy to fight. Even Steve was able to overpower them before he staked them or fired wooden bullets into their chest. The wolves that were high on V were the bigger challenge.

"I think we are winning," Jason said when there only a few remaining vampires on Russell's team left.

"You are right," Eric told him and was about to grab another werewolf when two other people also tried to grab him.

"Enough," Ismene cried out. "Do you seek mercy?"

"Surrender," Eric ordered and watched as the remaining enemies dropped to their knees and raised their hands. He looked around. Every inch of the chapel was covered with some form of destroyed vampire and blood that was sprayed from werewolves and humans and there were several dead wolves and humans on the ground along with many of those who were injured.

"I don't think this will be a hundred percent in your favor," Sookie said to him.

Eric shook his head and watched as the frightened parishioners crawled out.

"No it won't be."