All Hell Breaks Loose

Chapter 69: Changes

Sookie continued to stare at the Golden One as she crawled backwards away from him. She hoped Bill was able to run and that Russell hadn't caught him.

Keep thinking that. Russell's voice was heard in Sookie's mind. I already have caught him.

"He read my mind," Sookie whispered as the realization hit her. Russell had read her mind and she had read his.

"Perhaps he has gained a few of your abilities, fairy girl," the Golden One said as he lashed down and grabbed Sookie by the chest.

"Tie her up for now Ammon," Russell ordered. "Meadow, you bind her. Ammon get back to filming."

"She has harmed you, sir," The Golden One said. "I want her to suffer."

Sookie tried to stand up again, only be to sent to the ground with a slap.

"Don't you dare touch her," Bill snapped.

"I will do a lot more," The Golden One said and picked her back up. "One little taste won't hurt. Well it will hurt you."

"Keep your fangs off me." Sookie felt her energy burning in her hands.

The point of a blade sliced down in a diagonal cut to the left through the neck in a quick movement. A pale hand ending in candy apple colored nails grabbed the top of Golden One's head and knocked it off.

"It actually did hurt," Ismene said as the headless corpse of the Golden One disintegrated into a gooey wet pile in front of her. She dropped the sword and fell to her knees.

"Ismene," Sookie whispered. "You didn't have to do that."

"Had to," Ismene said.

"Ammon!" Russell hollered as he ran over to them. He did not bolt at vampiric speed. He shoved Sookie to the side and collapsed down next to the remains of the Golden One. "Not you, not my Ammon." He grabbed handfuls of what used to The Golden One. "First my Talbot and now my Ammon?" His whole body shook with grief.

"Had to be done," Ismene said.

"How could you?" Russell croaked out. "How could you, bitch?"

"Bitch?" Bill asked as Meadow untied him. "I thought she was your goddess."

"Was a long time ago," Russell said as he blinked away tears. They were tears, actual tears.

"You're crying," Sookie said.

"Of course I'm crying," Russell said and stared at her as if there was something wrong with her. His eyes appeared a more intense shade of blue than before.

They are not tears of blood Sookie thought out as loud as she could. Look at your tears.

Russell wiped his hands on his shirt before he wiped away at his eyes. These are tears.

And you can read my mind. Sookie added. And I can read yours.

"What is going on?" Russell asked.

"You are not the same, Fiachra," Ismene said. "You smell different."

"He does," Bill agreed as his fangs popped out. "He smells like he is alive and like sunshine, a delicious aroma."

"No," Russell gasped as he placed his hands over his chest. His eyes widened. "It can't be." He spun around to face Meadow and pointed at her. "What have you done?"

"What you have asked for," Meadow said as Russell's skin took on a gray tone. "We have infused your cells with that of the fairy DNA. It bonded well with your genetic make up."

"Then why am I alive?" Russell asked as his ears turned pointed and his nose grew longer and pointed. "What have you done?"

"With the bonding it had stimulated your heart, brought it to life," Meadow explained. "As your heart pumped the rest of you became alive. Your brain read your living cells, ordered regeneration of new. Your human cells were dead, vampire cells are dead but the fairy cells are new."

"I don't, can't be," Russell said as he stared at his hands. What am I?

You're a fairy, a full blooded fairy. Sookie answered.

"This can't be real." He grabbed his stomach and ran out of the room.

"What are we going to do?" Sookie asked.

"We are going to kill him," Bill answered.

"No," Ismene said. "Fairies are rare."

"Where did he go?" Sookie asked.

"To the kitchen," Meadow answered. "Where do mortal creatures go when they are hungry?"

"Are you working for him?" Bill asked. He was as confused as Sookie was on the woman's true loyalties.

"Not really," Meadow said and removed her glasses. "I was hoping that the serum would have altered him, but I wasn't expecting full transformation." She wiped her glasses clean and placed them back on her head.

"You were undercover?" Sookie asked.

"Do you always state the obvious in the form of a question?" Meadow asked.

"It's a very good question," Bill said and glared at her.

"The answer is simple," Ismene said. "A nephilim would never be on the side of someone like Russell."

"A nephilim," Sookie whispered as she stared at Velma. The two colored eyes should have tipped her off.

"Do you need some more blood?" Meadow asked.

"I am fine for now," Ismene answered.

"I thought I was going to throw up," Meadow said as tears formed in her eyes. "I can't believe he did that to you." She hugged her.

"You knew each other," Bill said.

"She was my ace in the hole," Ismene said. "Meadow, can you take us to the kitchen?"

Russell had caused a good deal of damage by the time they reached the kitchen. Sookie stared in shock at the amount of half empty bags of various kinds of chips were on the floor, along with damaged packages of cookies, crackers, cereal and pop tarts that littered the tile floor, along with jars of peanut butter and Nutella.

Russell had moved on from the food in the pantry to the refrigerator. He had opened and chugged several bottles of soda, took bites out of different kinds of fruit and cheeses. He wiped his face and opened the freezer where he pulled out the container of ice cream.

"What the hell?" Sam asked. He, Alcide, Eric, Pam and Hailey were at the other entrance of the kitchen on the other side.

Russell ignored them as he removed the top of the ice cream container and grabbed a handful of ice cream. He ignored the cold and shoved it into his mouth.

"To be fair that would be the first thing I would eat," Ismene whispered.

The back door opened and Jason, Jessica, Steve and handful of other fighters walked in.

"Why is he pigging out?" Jessica asked. "Why isn't anyone killing him?"

"Allow me," Steve said. He had a stake in his hand. He walked straight up to Russell and raised his stake.

Russell dropped the ice cream and turned around. He held up his hands and a flash of light jumped from his fingers and struck Steve, sending him flying across the room.

"Steve," Jason and Jessica shouted at the same time and ran to him.

"He's a fairy," Eric said.

"How the hell is that possible?" Pam asked.

"Through a fusion of magic and science," Claude said from behind Sookie. He and several others had gathered behind Sookie's group.

"What are we going to do with him now?" Hailey asked. She had shifted back to her more human like form as she was watching.

"Kill the son of a bitch," Jason said and several others agreed.

"We eat him," Pam said as her fangs extracted. Several other vampires agreed and there were multiple clicks.

"No," Ismene said. "We will not. His kind is rare."

"His kind?" Sam asked.

"He is no longer a vampire," Eric said.

"Russell belongs with his kind," Claude said as he walked up to the former vampire. "Our kind."

"Eric," Pam said as she looked at Eric, hoping for approval.

"No," Eric told her. "Fairies do not wish to reveal themselves to the world."

"But Eric," Pam said. "After what he has done."

"Vampire laws do not cover fairies," Bill added before he turned to Jessica. "You will not lay a hand on him."

"Fuck," Jessica said. Both she and Steve had their fangs out.

"Unfortunately Steve that goes for you," Pam said. "As much as I would enjoy seeing you tear that trash apart."

"I understand," Steve said as he retracted his fangs.

"Russell," Claude said to the new fairy. "Bring your light with mine." He held out his hand and a glow radiated from it.

Russell held out his hand and light shone from his hand. Once his light connected with Claude's they both disappeared.

"Where the hell did they go?" Jason asked.

"They went home," Sookie answered before she ran up to Eric. "I want to go home."

"Soon," Eric promised her. "We will go soon."

Sookie felt her stomach tighten when she learned the deaths of their allies. She had no opinion about Chow before, but was greatly saddened when she learned he met the true death. She felt her eyes burn with the tears that formed when she came upon the remains of Valentino.

"Anya?" Sookie choked through sobs. "Lawrence?"

"Undead and alive," Anya informed her.

Sookie embraced the former nun. "Where is Cassidy?"

Anya closed her eyes as the blood trickled down. "Gone."

"Oh God, no," Sookie cried out. She and Anya leaned against each other as they cried. She continued to cry even when she felt Eric separate her from Anya and held her close.

"Eric," Sookie sobbed.

"This was war," Eric said softly. "I wish I could say that our side would not be hurt or cannot be hurt."

"You don't have to say anything," Sookie said. She just held onto him and cried.

"We shouldn't have brought him," Jason said.

Sookie opened her eyes and looked over at who Jason was pointing at. Through bleary eyes she could see Terry, crying and cradling the body of Patrick. She could not bear to watch any more of this.

"Sookie, I'm sorry," Eric said. "I wish I could make the pain go away. I don't want you to be hurt. I love you."

"I know," Sookie said and leaned against his chest.

A/N: I wanted to have Steve try and stake Russell like in the books for a while.

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