Bella groaned in pain and self pity as she flopped down onto the sofa. She was panting breathlessly and her heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest. Dear god, that was a hard session today. She had just finished her daily 'training' with Preston and it felt like she was going to die of exhaustion. Today he had her avoiding tennis balls and throwing them at a ridiculous, tiny levitating plate. It was so stupid. After she finally hit the dam plate, was she congratulated on a job well done? No. She was told her throw wasn't strong enough and that she had to break the plate! Stupid Preston. The only good part of the day was playing with her light. She practiced making shapes with it. She had fun trying to create a little rainbow between her palms, Preston was not pleased. He did show her how to make it into a ball, a log rope type thing and she even came up with the idea of little bullet bursts of lights to throw at your opponent. He was impressed, a huge ball of light hurling towards you was not exactly inconspicuous but multiple little bullets of light were more discrete and better for wounding. Or so she was told. In actuality she was enjoying shooting tiny beams of light out of her hands, it looked awesome. Bella was also informed by a stoic Preston that making 'pew' noises as she shot out her light bullets, defeated the purpose of using such a method as an attack. Whatever, she was trying to recreate the noise the guns made in star wars! Her light looked like they guns, that's where she got the idea from. Bella sat and pondered the possibility of making her light into a lightsaber... She sighed wistfully.
Bella felt herself calm and wiggled her stiff body on the couch. She glanced outside and saw it was late afternoon. God, she had been training all day. She contemplated moving and changing out of her tank and leggings but decided against it. Godric was supposedly training her again tonight, she thought, so she may as well keep on her outfit. She couldn't be bothered changing anyways.
Bella sighed and figured it was time to work on her 'meditation'. Preston said that this was a potential way for her to bring about her visions. Bella was anxious to get control of her visions soon as possible. They needed all the help they could get to figure out what Bill was up to. Her mind briefly flittered to the Cullens and wondered if Alice could help her with her visions. She sighed, its not like she knew where they were anyway so it didn't matter. Plus she didn't want to have to see Edward. She would just have to figure out her visions on her own.
Bella sat comfortably on the couch, closed her eyes and began clearing her mind. She tried hard of focusing what would be happening tonight. It was difficult trying to focus only on one thing. Her mind kept going off on tangents.
She gasped as a vision hit her.
Bill and Sookie laying on a bed, Bill on top of Sookie, they were making out passionately... Sookie started unbuttoning his shirt and placing kisses down his chest... Bill growled and started unbuckling his pants... "Suck me, Sookeh" He growled out...
She finished her gasp as she got pulled out of the vision. She scrunched her face up in disgust and buried her face in her hands. She did not need to see that. Is that something that will be happening tonight? Oh god, that's disgusting. She wished to god she hadn't seen that.
Okay, time to try again and focusing on her evening and not Bill and Sookie's, she shuddered then focused.
Bella walking into Eric's office at Fangtasia, wearing a very cutesy looking outfit, something that she had seen from clothes Pam had picked from her. She looks young and innocent but comfortable...
Bella blinked rapidly as she came out of another vision. Well, it seemed like she would be going to Fangtasia tonight. At least she knew what she would be wearing, even if it looked kind of silly. The outfit was fine and she didn't care too much anyway. Saves time knowing what's she's wearing in advance.
The rest of the day was spent between practicing her visions, skimming through her supernatural textbooks and snacking in front of the television. All this training was seriously increasing her apatite.
Her visions did not tell her anything useful. They were all seemingly random bits of information that it did not matter if she knew. She saw some guy at Fangtasia have a serious case of the runs, somehow managing soil the entire rest-rooms with his crap, she had no idea how he managed this but did not look further to find out. She saw that a waitress would spill a drink on a 'fangbanger' in jealousy who was getting to close to comfort with a handsome brunette vampire. The only useful thing was that she saw that for some reason Bella arrived at Fangtasia in her training outfit, bringing a change of clothes with her. Maybe Godric's training was for her to act like a bouncer? Who knew.
Shortly after sundown she heard a sharp knocking on the door. Smiling, she hopped up, taking her bag of 'Little Miss' inspired outfit she had seen in her vision and made her way to the door.
She swung it open and grinned at her incredibly sexy lover Godric. His hair was messed up all sexily tonight. He looked at her affectionately as she opened the door. Unable to resist, she ran forward and grabbed him in a tight hug. Leaning back, she looked into his stormy eyes and placed a gentle kiss on his lips in greeting.
"Hey" She said smiling.
Godric stared back at her with such tenderness, it made her heart feel all gooey inside.
"Hello, Bella. Good day?" He asked curiously, eyeing her outfit in an assessing manner. She saw him gulp and as his eyes lingered on her form. She had never worn so little around him before. Feeling self-conscious, she tried to divert his attention away from her.
She shook her head and smiled, "Nope, just missed you is all" She said, before stepping out of his arms. Turning around she locked the farmhouse door, picked up her bag then made her way to the car parked in front of the house. The one Godric arrived in.
Making it to the passenger side of the car, she saw that Godric had not moved from the porch and was eyeing her curiously.
"You coming?" She called out confusedly. They were going to Fangtasia, weren't they?
Godric flashed to the car and made his way inside. She followed suit. She settled in comfortably, humming a random tune as he pulled away from her grans.
"Why did you go to the car?" Godric asked, looking at her with deep curiosity, shooting her inquiring looks. She looked at him oddly.
"Uh, because we are going to Fangtasia, that's why?" She said, speaking slowly, like he didn't understand.
He did not say anything for several moments and she began to feel unsure.
"We are going to Fangtasia, aren't we?" She asked, beginning to feel wary. Bella eyed him worriedly.
Godric chuckled and shot her an amused look.
"Yes we are. I take it you are getting better control of your visions, yes?" He asked, with delight lacing his tone. Bella was getting even more confused. Why the subject change?
"Uh yeah, How did you know that?" She asked idly as she watched the tree's flash by in the darkness.
Godric chuckled again, "Because, min kära, I did not inform you of our plans for the evening. Yet you knew where we were going. In addition to knowing that to be dressed ready to begin training and brought a change of clothing"
Bella gaped at him. He hadn't mentioned it to her? She thought back... He did, didn't he? No, she just knew where they were going because of her visions.
She groaned in embarrassment, her face flaming a brilliant red.
"Oh god, I am so sorry. That is so rude! I've had visions of being at Fangtasia tonight. I can't believe I did that" Her voice was muffled as she rubbed her face in exasperation. God, she didn't want to be one of those. An annoying know it all, like Alice Cullen.
Godric chuckled again and moved his hand to squeeze hers gently.
"Relax, little one. I am thrilled you have more control over your visions. I take it you have seen what I have planned for this evening?" He asked as they pulled into the parking lot.
She shook her head, feeling her pony tail swish behind her, whilst eyeing the usual patrons of the bar.
"Nope, I didn't see anything good. Just that I was to show up here, dressed like this and bring a change of clothing. I have absolutely no idea, doesn't make much sense but its what I saw. Everything else was just stupid trivial things" She explained, exiting the car as he parked in the employee's section.
Godric followed her and locked the car behind him. They made their way to the back entrance of the club.
"Excellent, my surprise is not spoiled then" He commented, opening the door for her. She walked inside and wondered at his 'surprise'.
She followed Godric wordlessly, occasionally checking out his ass as he walked. Internally, she pouted wondering if because of all the 'training' then they might not have time to fool around as much. She had been debating internally whether or not it was appropriate to touch him whilst he was driving.
As she was distracted in her thoughts, she had no idea where she was being lead, it was a door she hadn't noticed before. Godric opened the heavy steel door and flickered on a dull light. There wasn't much to see besides a huge concrete staircase. She followed it down and looked into the mainly bare room with chains hanging from the ceiling and various what looked like silver weapons hanging on the walls. She stood in the middle of the room inspecting it with deep confusion. What on earth...
She gasped and spun around to face Godric.
"A dungeon! There is a fuckin' dungeon in Fangtasia?!" She screeched in shock and horror.
Godric approached her slowly and made shushing noises. He stood in front of her and held the top of her arms, rubbing gently.
"Calm yourself, little one. I suppose you may call it a dungeon but we call it the basement" His lips twitched. She scowled and stepped away from him. How dare he try to make light of this situation. What the fuck!
"This isn't funny. There are torture devices all along the wall! Of course this is a dungeon, what the hell! What is this stuff used for? What kind of sick things go on down here?" She asked, beginning to feel queasy. Her memory flashed back to James and how he 'played with his food'. She prayed to god this isn't what was happening here. Could Godric, Eric and Pam do something like that? She really really hoped not.
Godric looked into her eyes and much to her frustration, it began to calm her, along with the gentle motions of his arms. She looked down as he spoke, "Bella, calm yourself. Remember that Eric is the Sheriff of Area 5. Part of his job is the enforce the rules and implement punishments. Here is where he does that. We do not needlessly torture innocent people, Isabella. I thought you knew us better than that" His voice was hard and reprimanding. She shot her head up and looked at the forlorn look on Godric's face and immediately felt terrible. What was she thinking?
She stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his middle, snuggling into his chest, "I am sorry, Godric. I didn't mean to jump to conclusions. This place just freaked me out a little. I don't get it. What kind of... punishments does he have to act out? This all looks completely medieval" Bella shuddered, taking a look at the weapons adorning the walls from the comfort of her lovers arms. Keep an open mind Bella, life isn't black and white, She chanted to herself.
Godric sighed, she could feel his chest rise and deflate from the position on his chest, "Yes, it is all rather Medieval but bare in mind that some vampires are from much older time periods. Particularly the ones in power" He said dryly. She nodded, half way understanding.
"It just so... barbaric" She whispered, eyeing what looked like a flogger with silver tips.
Godric nodded sagely, "Yes it is. The whole supernatural world is rather barbaric, min kära. It is regretful that you will have to witness this but it is unavoidable. Supernatural punishments are... shall we say more physical than human" She flinched but he continued, "Eric is by no means sadistic and harsh with his punishments but they must be done to keep order within our world. It is a necessary evil, I'm afraid. Fae can be just as brutal, if not more so than vampires" He said grimly.
She shivered, wondering how punishments could get worse than this. Bella was not completely naive, she had known that when crimes were committed punishments were extremely harsh in the supernatural world. She just didn't want to think about it. She had been purposefully avoiding any reference to such in the books she had read. She supposed it was time to put on her big girl panties and face the reality of her situation.
After a few short moments, she steeled herself and moved from Godric's embrace.
"So, what are we doing down here?" She questioned, changing to subject to the original purpose she was down here.
Godric gave her an odd look, "Is that all, there is nothing more that you would like to ask? You have no objections to this?"
Bella shook her head sadly, "No. I am not happy with this but I understand it. There is nothing that I can do about it. If this is what is necessary to keep the order in the supernatural world then fair enough. I don't like it but I need to accept it as a reality and move on. There is nothing I can do to change that, there is no point not accepting the inevitable" She explained, still eyeing the various weapons around the room.
When she looked back at Godric he was beaming with... pride? Admiration? Surely she was wrong.
"You are amazing, My Isabella" He whispered, while placing a soft but passionate kiss on her lips. She blushed at the compliment but was internally very pleased, enjoying his kiss.
"So what are we doing down here?" She asked again, in hope to change the subject, the way he was looking at her was so sweet but she felt undeserving.
"Yes, we are here to begin your training. Tonight is easy. We will find your weapon" He explained and zoomed away placing various odd metal objects on the table against the wall.
"Weapon? Why do I need one? I have my light and all that" She wondered. She could fry people with her fingertips, why did she have to learn this?
As he was setting them on the table carefully, he turned as shot her a sardonic smile.
"That is a very fae answer, which in some ways is a good thing but" He paused, placing what looked like a gigantic sword on the table, it clashing loudly. Her eyes widened. "It also means that you show the same weakness of the fae. We must train you in every possible way. By training with a weapon you will not have this weakness and be at an advantage to any fae" He continued.
She was confused. God it seemed like they were preparing her for a bloody war.
"Fine, lets just get this over with" She muttered approaching the table, seeing that he had finished. Dear god there was a lot of crap there. A lot of sharp, shiny and extremely dangerous crap. There was a lot of what looked to be knives and swords, some bent in curious angels, some thick and heavy. Dear god, there was a giant battle axe that was taller than her! He can't be serious, did he really think he could teach her to fight with that never mind pick it up?!
Shaking her head, she scanned the table and picked up something which looked the least threatening. It was a little dart. It didn't seem so bad. It even had a little red feather on the end of it.
She turned around to Godric and presented her find.
"Here. This" She stated showing him her prize.
Godric looked at her bemusedly.
"Are you sure?" He asked, it looked like he was fighting a smile. She narrowed her eyes.
"Yes, I'm sure. I want this" She replied indignantly. Godric nodded and took a few steps back.
"Okay. I will attack you and you must try to defend yourself with your weapon. First one on their back wins" He instructed.
She gaped. What on earth was he talking about? Stop him with this little thing?! What the- oomph.
She found herself sprawled on the floor with Godric above her, grinning at her mischievously.
"You must always be ready for an attack" He chastened. She growled in annoyance. Godric let out a laugh then stood up, bringing her with him.
"Okay, try again. This time concentrate" He said and walked slightly backwards. Bella focused on him closely and carefully. She watched him like a hawk. To her surprise, she could tell when he began advancing towards her. He moved quickly and she began to panic. She threw her little dart at him like she would a tennis ball. She watched dejected as the dart moved forward and lightly tapped him on the chest before falling to the ground. She glared at it. Well that was no good.
Oddly, when the dart stopped Godric stopped his pursuit. He looked at her, down to his chest and then at the floor where the dart was laying. He was frozen for three seconds before he burst into roaring laughter. She crossed her hands above her chest and looked away.
He continued laughing uproariously for some reason and Bella huffed in annoyance. It was not that funny. As he continued chortling, her anger built until she came up with a genius plan.
She moved swiftly as she was able and tackled him, hoping to get him onto his back and winning this round. Unfortunately, the man had reflexes like a... well... a vampire and spun her around, so her back was to the ground.
He continued chuckling as he looked down at her. Godric began raining kisses over her face, smiling widely and then placed a final one on her lips.
"Admiral idea, Bella, using my mirth to your advantage. Very devious" He grinned at her, looking like his face would split from amusement. She huffed, acting annoyed but couldn't help but feel amused also. It was hard to stay mad at him with him when his delicious body was pressed against hers like this and he looked like a kid at Christmas.
"Okay, so not the dart. Let me pick something else" She muttered and tried to push him off her. He got one last kiss in before allowing her to rise. Bella walked over to the table and wondered what to pick... She picked up what looked like a very large curved dagger and swished it through the air a few times. This seems fine.
She noticed Godric picking up what looked like a sword. She eyed him as he walked to the center of the room and stood with his sword wielding efficiently, looking like an extension of his arm.
"Now, try to injure me with your weapon" He said and stood at the ready.
Bella approached him slowly and held her dagger in what she hoped was the proper manner, at her side but ready to use. She approached Godric and tried to stab at him quickly, striking out at him like a snake. He barely moved, only swaying to the left and raising his sword. He used it to bat away her knife before it could touch him. She tried and tried to get a hit at him but he used his sword very well. She danced around him, jumping backwards and forwards, trying to take him unawares and did everything she could think of but still could not get near him.
After a while, she was panting and threw the dagger down on the ground.
"So, not the dagger then" Godric said and approached the table. She watched him, trying to catch her breath, as he returned the dagger and picked up what a chain with a big heavy ball at the end of it. It was that thing she saw in that movie 'kill Bill'. What did he call it? Something hammer.
"Let's try this" He said, approaching her.
She eyed the ball thing dubiously but did as he asked, taking the chain from his hands. She huffed, it was heavier than it looked and it looked pretty heavy.
This went on for quite a while, Bella trying to hit him with various weapons only to be easily stopped by his dam sword. She liked the motions of a sword, how it cut through the air but it was too heavy and difficult to hold. The ball/chain thing was good to swish about but she didn't have the aim to use it properly.
After trying out another version of a sword, this time it was long and curved she groaned.
"Why do I even have to do this? What if I don't find one? Why do I need a weapon" She moaned in annoyance, her patience thinning.
Godric returned the curvy sword and stood at the table.
"It is important to find which weapon is the right fit for you, everyone in my bloodline wields a weapon and it is my wish for you to do so too" He smiled at her.
"What weapon is yours?" She asked curiously, walking over to him. He grinned at her.
"What do you think is mine?"
Bella looked at the instruments strewn across the table.
"uh... no idea. That sword you were using?" She guessed. Seems reasonable enough, he did handle it like a pro.
Godric shook his head and scoffed. Bella began wondering what Eric and Pam's weapons were.
"Eric wields a sword doesn't he?" Bella asked, looking at Godric for confirmation.
He smirked, "Yes, how did you know?"
Bella shrugged, "He seemed like a sword type of guy" She replied, nonchalantly. Godric snorted.
"In particular, he wields a double handed broad sword" He explained. Bella nodded, not knowing the difference.
"Yeah yeah, fancy sword, got it" She mumbled.
Godric sighed, "I must teach you the differences in weapons but not tonight. No, tonight we must find yours..." His voice trailed off as he looked at the remaining weapons.
Bella sighed, thinking that she didn't have one.
"What's Pam's?" She wondered.
Godric lifted the thin knife things with pointy bits sticking out of the sides.
"Remember these?" He teased. Oh yes she did, Bella was particularly useless with them.
"This is a Sia and is Pam's preferred choice in weapon" He explained. Bella eyed the thin stick things dubiously. They looked cool but she had no idea how anyone would use them.
Godric picked up another type of sword. She sighed. Here we go again.
As he handed it to her, she noticed it was a little different. It was a double edged sword with only a little handle in the middle to hold it. She took it awkwardly and went into position to get her ass handed to her again.
She got the feel of the sword in her hand. It was different as you needed to balance it. She began swishing it in a figure eight movement, getting the feeling and balance of the weapon in her hands. It was still heavy like the other swords but the two sides made it a little different. More in harmony. She twirled it around the air in a smooth motion, much like a baton, to get a feel of it. She had done baton twirling with her mother as one of her hobbies, surprisingly she was very good at it. There wasn't even one trip to the emergency room. Too bad her mom moved on nude painting soon after.
As she stood across from Godric he was eyeing her with interest. She paid him no mind and decided to get this over with. Gripping the handle with both hands she swung at him, using her whole body in the motion for maximum impact.
He blocked as usual, the clang of the metals beating against each other ringing throughout the dungeon. With the double edged sword she was able to swipe at him constantly, using a pattern and rhythm with the sword. This went on for a little while and for once she actually felt that they were doing a dance together and she was not simply being pushed off by him... it was a little fun. She got into it and started trying very hard to get him, she became desperate and focused all her attention on him solely.
Unfortunately, it ended with the sword being knocked out of her hands and banging to the floor. She panted, feeling sweat drip down her face and stared at the sword on the floor. Surprisingly, Bella was a little disappointed, she had no reason to be. It was ridiculous, there was no way she was ever going to win against Godric. But still... She pouted internally, feeling disappointed.
Bella felt her chin being lifted, she looked into Godric's warm, welcoming eyes, he was staring at her in pride and happiness. "Congratulations, min kära, I think we have found your weapon" He said quietly with satisfaction lacing his tone. She grinned at him and threw herself into his arms. She seemed to be doing it a lot lately, it was her favourite place to be.
"Oh- thank- god. I don't think I could take anymore" She panted against him, still tired from the tough session.
He pulled back from her, "Uh Bella- This is not such a good idea-" Godric's voice was strained as he looked between her body.
Bella gasped in understanding, "Oh god, I am all sweaty, I am so sorry Godric" She moved away from him and towards her bag of clothes.
"You don't suppose there is a shower in here too is there?" She asked hopefully, looking at him with big doe eyes. Praying she could wash herself before facing the 'vermin' as Pam like to call them.
Godric smiled in affirmative and began leading her out of the basement.
A/N: Can you guess what Godrics weapon is? Props to anyone who guesses correctly and just to be extra nice ill post the next chapter if someone guesses right :)
Obvs, let me know what you think and give me your idea's. Thanks!