The Viking Lord
I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING AND AM ONLY WRITING THIS FOR AMUSEMENT PURPOSES.
I WILL GIVE A BACK STORY, BUT I PLAN ON WEAVING IT INTO THE STORY LATER ON. THANKS TO ALL FOR THE WONDERFUL REVIEWS AND FOR NOT ATTACKING ME ON THE GRAMMATICAL ERRORS.
Eric’s eyed Buffy. “A cousin, how…charming. Are you like Sookie?”
Buffy tensed, coming to her feet as she felt his glamour probe at her shields. “Keep it up Ivan and you’ll find out how just unlike Sookie I am.”
Sookie smiled and stepped in front of Bill. “Eric my…um Bill!! This isn’t going well…”
Eric smiled, his fangs extending. “Quite the little human we have here….I sense something, off about you.”
Buffy glared. “That’s peachy the walking corpse senses something off, what are you Sandra Brown.”
Eric chuckled. “I like her, she’s…spunky. You may bring her to my table.” Eric said as he walked off.
Buffy rolled her eyes and plopped down in the nearest chair. “Yea I’ll pass on that, I’m not the orders type. Have fun in your visit though.”
Bill hissed. “Eric is the sheriff of area five it is our duty to answer his summons.”
Buffy flipped her hair, and crossed her legs. “That’s the second time you’ve said that. I suppose you expect me to care.”
Bill huffed. “Sookie explain to your cousin the importance of vampire politics.” Sookie sighed.
“Buffy, Eric is a vampire. Its his job to keep other vampires in line. And lesser vampires like Bill, well they kinda answer to him. You know like soldiers to a general, or boss.”
Buffy tilted her head. “Still not seeing the point.”
Bill leaned down. “The point is that he summoned you, Sookie and I. And we are to go to him, whether we like it or not.”
Buffy rolled her eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m not one of his lackeys, my heart beats and I eat food, not blood, food. I’m not going over there and you can’t make me.”
Bill puffed up, “Young lady you are….”
Sookie leaned in to Buffy, eyes pleading. “Please go over there. The sooner we talk to him, the sooner we can leave. Buffy please, please for me. Don’t make my life any harder than it is. When you go home I’ll still be here to clean up the mess.”
Buffy sighed. “Stupid puppy dog eyes. Fine, but only because you’re my cousin.” Buffy stood up and turned to Bill, poking him in the chest with a little more force than necessary. “You try and push me or my cousin around again or if you use your vampire powers on me Barney Fife….I will make you so very, very sorry. Are we clear?”
Bill glared at her as he rubbed his chest, thinking she was pretty strong for a mere human. “What are you?”
Buffy gave him her best valley girl smile. “Buffy Summers, Sookie’s cousin. Don’t you remember?”
Bill, Sookie and Buffy made their way over to Eric who was seated in a leather chair surrounded by three other chairs. To Buffy he looked as if he was lording it over the people in the crowd. They each took a seat in front of Eric.
“Ah I see you’ve come to your senses. I still feel off around you. Perhaps Sookie could read your mind. As an employee of mine, as well as sharing a special bond with me, she is entitled to do as I ask.”
Bill growled. “Sookie is mine.”
Eric merely quirked a brow at him, “For now. Sookie.”
Sookie grimaced. “I really don’t think my cousin is danger to you or anyone. She’s just…”
“Strong. The girl is very strong.” Bill said as he massaged his chest.
Buffy flipped her hair. “No you are just weak. And Sookie’s doesn’t have to do anything that she doesn’t want to do. Here you may be Ivan the red er….. Eric the terrible or whatever, but you are still a vampire. And you are still the sheriff of vampires, we’re not vampires and we don’t have to listen to you.”
Eric wrinkled his nose. “Careful there I haven’t lived a thousands years to be chattered at by a mere human.”
“A thousand years huh, and all you have to show for it is this…..place”
“Buffy you really should…..”
“Buffy be quiet!” Bill said.
“Aww I see you’ve all met.” Pam said as she glided over to them and smiling at Eric. “Isn’t Sookie’s cousin just…..edible.”
Bill scoffed. “Only if you have a gag handy.”
“Bill.” Sookie gasped.
“She’s trouble Sookie. She has no respect for anyone and will eventually cause someone to get hurt.” Bill snapped.
“And you are what a box of kittens. Listen up, Billy bob, I can take care of myself and Sookie. The only trouble here is the slow southern idiot in the white nineteen fifties knockoff suit.”
Bill stood up. “Someone should teach you your manners.”
Buffy stood up. “Try me Billy boy.”
“Enough!” Eric stood up. “Please sit down….Bill.”
Bill huffed, but finally took his seat.
Pam smiled. “I like you. You’ve got such…flair.” Pam said as she leaned over near Buffy.
“Pam lets not antagonize Sookie’s cousin. She does seem…unstable.” Eric said.
“She…is sitting right here….”
“Buffy please….Bill you said it was important.” Sookie said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Yes, the project I am working on, may be taking me out of state and I will be gone for a while. I was hoping that inform Pam who could inform Eric to keep watch over you while I’m gone.”
Buffy frowned. “That sounds a lot like you want them to body guard her. What are you doing?”
“This is none of your concern, Buffy. I am merely taking care of Sookie.”
“Oh like you did when tall, blonde and Viking here maneuvered her into a bond?”
“That was an unusual circumstance.” Bill huffed.
“Similar to the ones where you’ve had her drinking vampire blood to heal.”
“I don’t like your tone.”
“And I don’t like my cousin taking in your dead blood to heal herself.”
Pam turned to Eric. “Just how long are you going to let this go on.”
Eric smirked. “As long as I am amused.”
“Bill, do you know how long you are going to be out town?” Sookie asked, trying to sway the conversation back on track before Bill truly lost his temper.
“I am unsure. But several vampires want my project and I merely want to make sure you are cared for. I will contact you nightly.”
Sookie smiled. “Well I hope its over with soon. I do miss you.”
Pam turned to Buffy, “So Buffy are you a resident of Bon Temp.”
Buffy sighed. “No, I lived in Sunnydale before I came here.”
Eric frowned. “Sunnydale? Isn’t that the site of hell mouth, Boca Del Inferno?”
Buffy crossed her arms. “I suppose.”
Eric nodded. “I suppose you believe all vampires to be as deformed as the ones on the hell mouth. They are quite primitive, are they not.”
“They are. Are you saying the vampires here aren’t.”
“The hell mouth brings out the savage nature in all magical beasts. But the ones normally drawn to the hell mouth are made by true demons that are called the old ones.”
“The old ones? Really and what are you if not a demon?”
“Um what’s a hell mouth?” Sookie asked.
“A hell mouth is a mystical convergence that draws to it the most vicious and primitive of beasts. The kind that’s only goal is slaughter and chaos.” Bill said.
“That’s horrible. Aunt Joyce lives there?”
“It’s not as bad as they make it.”
“It is a net of mayhem and murder. The body count alone is similar to that of war zones.” Bill said.
“Not even. We have eight or nine deaths, maybe a little more. But you make it sound like there are just bodies littering the ground.”
“Eight or nine you say. That means that there could quite possibly be a slayer in Sunnydale.”
Eric and Pam both cursed.
“A what? I don’t understand.” Sookie said frowning.
“A primitive creature created by humans to hunt and kill my kind. It’s usually a young female brainwashed into a blunt instrument of destruction. My kind avoid such barbaric creatures but the others, the children of the old ones they seek it out.”
“It, you are calling a girl that stops demons an it?” Buffy snapped.
“It is primitive.” Bill said indignantly.
“Says the parasite.”
“Buffy!” Sookie snapped. “Be nice, dang it!!”
Buffy quirked an eyebrow at Sookie, “Really Sookie, we are all grown ups and vampires here you can use the big words.”
“I prefer my way of speakin thank you kindly.” Sookie snapped.