All Hell Breaks Loose

Epilogue

Russell had only been in the world of faery for a few days and he was already sick of it. The liquid light and the light fruit were delicious but he craved other foods. Claude had brought him apples, pears and cakes but Russell wanted even more, especially that ice cream. Talbot had made delicious blood ice cream for him in the past but to be able to consume the real stuff was beyond ectasy.

They gave him new clothes, and taught him out to use his light. He still needed to get in control of his thoughts and learn how to not read everyone at once. Even with his new form, and new abilities he still wanted to get out and have his revenge on those who have wronged him.

He had been walking through a small swath where Claude and a few others have brought in oak tree saplings. These trees seem to have a magical property because before they were planted the land was bare, brown and dead, but now it was covered with a lush carpet of bright green grass.

"Time to get more," one fairy said and pointed at the ground. He seemed quite focused as the ground seemed to twist and a dark hole appeared. The fairy jumped through it.

"Now or never," Russell said as he ran after him and jumped. The next thing he new he was rolling around on the ground and he crashed into a shrub. He had no idea where he was. He might as well try to find where that other fairy was and decide to move on from there.

Running through the land he had come across large oak trees, all majestic with their branches reaching for the stars above.

I smell something odd from this direction. An odd voice entered his head.

"Hello?" Russell called out and new it was a mistake when he heard growling and dogs barking.

Several wolves and dogs, both Dobermans an German Shepard's came running up to him and surrounded him. They were all wearing vests that service dogs and police dogs wore.

"Halt," a human voice shouted and several men and women ran up to him and aimed strange looking guns at him. They all wore this strange armor that seemed to be made out leather, mesh and form fitting plastic. There were even a few pieces of LED that glowed like neon.

"I'm sorry if I'm intruding," Russell said as he looked them all in the eyes. Four of them were human and four were vampires, he wasn't sure what they other two were yet. The wolves were werewolves and dogs were shifters.

"You are trespassing on the property of the King of Texas," one of the vampires said.

"Sorry, the portal led me here," Russell explained. He could hear the thoughts of the non vampires. They all knew he was a fairy.

"Your companion has already harvested the acorns this morning," one of the guards said.

"Wait a second," one of the vampires said as he approached Russell. "I think I know who this is."

"You do?" one of the human females asked.

"Russell Edgington," the vampire said. "Known terrorist and former vampire."

"Is he still wanted?" Someone asked.

"I think the statute of limitations has run out," another said. "But that is human law."

"He's no longer a vampire," someone else pointed out. "We don't know much about fairy law if there is such a thing."

"I'm calling this in," one of the guards said and brought his wrist to his mouth. "Captain." A full color holographic screen appeared above the guard's wrist. A man in a uniform was on the screen.

"What do you have to report?" The captain asked.

"We came across the fairy, Russell Edgington. We are not sure what to do with him."

"Give me a minute," the captain said and disappeared for several seconds. "Bring them to the mansion. I will send you further instructions."

"Yes sir," the guard said and touched the screen, causing it to vanish.

"How long have I been gone?" Russell asked as he was led out of the small forest.

"For a long time," one of the guards said.

They marched him through a large and lush garden, through a hedge maze, across a manicured lawn and up a marble stone path to a large white mansion that was also illuminated with neon in the night.

"Welcome to the home of the king of Texas," a sultry voice said when they stepped onto the patio. "Please be sure to wipe your feet."

"The motion detector triggers the voice," one of the guards said as they wiped their feet on the thick mat outside. "It recognizes our uniforms, those that it don't know would ask for them to identify."

"Thank you for explaining it," Russell said. Inside the house the floors were covered with either marble tile or fine polished wood. There were runners made of thick plush carpet in various bold colors forming paths for them to walk. There were other colorful rugs in various areas as well as plants in brass pots, sculptures, coffee tables, end tables and credenzas, on the walls were paintings, tapestries and large framed photographs.

One of the photos was of his enemies. They were all gathered in front of a large church. The plaque underneath read. "Fellowship of the Night, Jan 12 2010."

"That was the night before the grand opening," the same helpful guardsman explained.

"I see," Russell said as he looked at other pictures. There were several of people who were married at the church, Sam Merlotte and Luna Garza-Merlotte, Alcide and Amelia Herveaux, Andy and Holly Bellefleur, Hoyt and Tara Fortenberry, Sookie and Eric Northman, Bill and Anya Compton, and there was a three way wedding with Jason, Steve and Jessica Stackhouse-Newlin.

They brought Russell to a large dining room where they sat him down in a large chair and one of the guards placed a cloth napkin across his lap. He watched as a servant lit the candles at the table, another servant poured wine into his glass and a third ladled something that was a dark red color into his bowl.

"Don't have to worry," a different servant said as they set down a small plate with a slice of crusty bread on it next to the bowl. "That's tomato soup."

Russell wasn't sure what was going on. He wasn't sure if he should start eating or wait for the king. The soup did smell delicious.

Another servant ran into the dining area and cleared his throat. "May I represent the King and Queen of Texas and their child."

Russell rose to his feet and nearly sat back down when he saw who the king was.

Steve Newlin walked into the room, dressed in a fine white suit with a cow skull bola tie and wore a cowboy hat on his head. One his left he was accompanied by a young female vampire with long red hair and dressed in a lavender dress, on his left was a young man in a gray suit with very pale hair.

"You are the king of Texas?" Russell asked and didn't care how rude it was. "You are just a child."

"Was," Steve explained. "My dear, Mr. Edgington the year is 2369. I have earned my crown."

"2369," Russell said as he lowered himself to his chair. "But I was only in that fairy world for a few days."

"Time is different there," the queen said.

"You must be Jessica," Russell said. "I saw your wedding photo."

"It was a beautiful night," Steve said. "Wasn't it Cherrycake?"

"Sure was Sugarfang." She rubbed her nose against his.

"Oh shoot haven't introduced everyone," Steve said and pointed to the young man. "This is Jason."

"Jason?" Russell said and squinted. "He looks nothing like his picture unless he had a lot of work done. I don't see why. He had a perfectly beautiful face."

"He certainly did," Jessica sighed. "Our other husband died at the age of 107."

"I'm his descendant," Jason explained. "My many times great grandfather was taken advantage of by several women."

"We adopted all of their children," Steve further explained. "Their biological mothers were in this town even smaller than Bon Temps."

"Bunch of hicks," Jason explained. "All werepanthers."

"Are you a werepanther?" Russell asked.

"Yes I am," Jason said.

"What happened to the others? Where are they?"

"If you still wish to get revenge on Eric Northman and Bill Compton then forget it," Steve said. "You are too late for Eric."

"He's dead?"

"He met the sun after Sookie died," Jessica explained in sad tone. "He hated being without her."

"What of his progeny?"

"Queen Pam of Louisiana?" Steve asked. "She's doing quite well."

"And Compton?"

"Bill is with Anya in Tokyo," Jessica explained.

"Let go of this thirst of vengeance," Steve said as various servants poured red liquid into his, Jessica and Jason's bowls. Russell was certain what was in the vampires' bowls wasn't soup.

"Coming from you is quite amusing, your majesty," Russell said.

"I have learned my lesson quite a long time ago," Steve said as he removed his hat. "I was certainly proven wrong when I was turned. All our species can live together."

"I doubt it," Russell said and took a taste of his soup. It was rich and savory.

"Doubt all you want but it's true," Jessica said. The shifter community had their great reveal in 2011, the witch community revealed themselves a year later, the nephilim and angel community a year after that and the others in the following years."

"And?" Russell raised his eyebrows.

"Some were more accepted than others at first," Jessica explained. "But we all got rights, all can marry who we want, no matter what your orientation is."

"So I was wrong."

"Wrong about many things," Steve said and held up his glass. "All the communities worked together. We got laws passed to slow down on global warming, some of the scientists created a way to replace the trioxygen in the ozone layer. Nearly every type of cancer has been cured and every kind of Hepatitis same for most STDs. Still have Wolf Flu, Rhinovirus and Influenza, oh and Scarlet Fever and few others."

"And we all live in a world of peace an no war," Russell said. He had to be dreaming.

"Don't we all wish," Jason said. "China is at war with Korea and before you ask it's all one Korea now and about ten years ago there was a small war in South America."

"There was a second cold war in the twenty second century," Jessica added.

"Discover any life on other planets?" Russell asked.

"Various kinds," Jason said. "Mostly animalistic but some sentient. There are the Valoreans and they have mouths like crabs and long limbs ending in flippers, they live in an atmosphere that is like ammonia though, oh and the Krebuxahs they are like large beetle creatures with bird beaks."

"And what are you going to do with me?" Russell asked.

"Why treat you like a guest of course," Steve said. "You are a guest."

"After what I done?"

"Been centuries for us, we learn to live and forget," Steve took a long sip from his drink. "When you were turned into a fairy you were reborn, given a second chance of life. What you do with this new life is your choice. When I was a human I was a dick." He paused when Jason laughed. "It's true I was a horrible human. Becoming a vampire was the best thing that happened to me. I became a better person, what you do with your new life is all up to you."

"I need to learn more about this new world," Russell said. "And I would like to walk in the sun."

"You can do that," Steve said. "We are preparing a bedroom for you and I have asked my cooks to prepare a nice fine southern meal for you sir, but for dessert you will have an ice cream sundae. I seem to remember you enjoying that little taste you had."

"That does sound nice," Russell said. Maybe he can learn to like living in this new century and new lifestyle he will certainly give it a chance.

The End

A/N:

First of all I would like to thank everyone who has been reading this story. Big thanks to all who faved it, put it on their alerts and reviewed it. You all have been beyond wonderful and I don't think there is a way to thank you all enough. My readers, you are all the best.

Yes I'm a big sap with having Eric not wanting to live after Sookie. But also before he married Sookie he lost Godric and this way he could be with both in the afterlife.

I didn't want to have the future be too perfect, so there is some diseases still left and of course there will always be wars and political tension.

The date I used for the group picture in front of the Church was a special date for me. It was the day my daughter was born. Now she is two and full of energy. She is watching the Cat in the Hat as I type this.

Finally I'm pumped for the new season. Squeed over some gif's and stills and oh Michael Mcmillion's twitter of course.

May you all have great week and a great summer.