Chapter 5 The Song of the Stars
A dark haired woman with an innocent heart shaped face and dressed in a long, sleeveless black dress walked gracefully through the back woods of Bon Temps. She clutched a hairless, severly abused china doll to her breast with one hand and half carried/half dragged a young teenage girl with the other. The girl dug her heels into the soft dirt as she struggled to free her wrist from the woman's steel-like grasp.
"You better be lettin' go of me lady. My Daddy'll come out here, find you, and whoop your skinny ass." She dug her heels in deeper and scratched at the woman’s porcelain like skin but could not work her wrist free.
The woman stopped and turned and looked at the girl with large, blue eyes. Eyes that were full of innocent insanity and hunger.
“But I can't let you go." the woman replied with a lazy cockney accent. "Miss Edith told me I had to take you. She said you would have told everyone else what I am and that's very, very naughty. Miss Edith said I have to punish you for being so naughty." She spoke with a soft, sweet voice which made the words sound even more frightening. She gave a small growl and snapped her teeth in front of the girl's face. “Bad girl. No tea and cakes for you."
“I won't tell anyone, I swear! Just let me go!"
"I can't," the woman repeated, "Miss Edith said my present is close. The bells are singing to me through the stars. It tickles, like a snake." The woman giggled and hissed as she moved her head back and forth like a snake. They continued their walk through the swampy woods until they came upon a small, quaint cottage.
"Um, lady, that's your cell phone. I can hear it vibrating."
"Oh." the woman stated simply. She gently put the doll on the ground and gingerly removed the cell phone that was tucked between her supple breasts. "'ello? Daddy?"
"Not quite," a man's voice drifted through the cell. "It's Samuel."
"Sammy!" the woman squealed. "Do you have my present?"
"Uh, yeah. We got her. Wasn't easy, but we managed. We are almost to Bon Temps now."
If the woman's hand were free, she would have clapped with excitement. "The King shall return to his throne. It'll be like he never became the jester!"
"Uh, yeah, right. Whatever. Anyway, we'll be seeing you soon. Bye now." The man hung up.
The woman gazed down at the girl who quit struggling and started crying quietly. "It won't be long now. Ssshhhhhh, I'll tell you a secret." She leaned close to the girl and softly whispered in her ear. "I took his dolly. Now he's coming to find her. Then I'll be his dark queen once more and we shall all have a tea party."
"You took who's dolly?"
"Spike. I took his dolly because he was lost. He's been lost for a very long time. The poor wolf thinks he's a lamb. But I'm going to teach him how to be a wolf once again."
"You're going to teach him how to be a wolf again?"
"Yes. Ssshhhhh. You musn't tell. Daddy will be very cross. We're going to steal Spike's spark. We're going to make him as dark as the night again." The woman smiled widely, her eyes sparkled with laughter.
"Lady, you ain't makin' a damn bit of sense."
"Daddy's gone. Found his soul. Grandmother's gone too. She turned to ash. Spike has been lost. I am by myself." She held her face within inches of the girl's. "I've been quite lonely."
The teenager could only stare at the strange woman in disbelief.
The woman's large blue eyes peered at her victim. Her pupils dilated and her eyes seemed to grow even larger. She put two long red fingernails with black tips under her eyes, which drew even more attention to them. "Look at me. Look in my eyes. Be in me."
Drusilla began to sway like a tree blowing in the breeze as she gently held the girl's hand, their fingers laced together. The young face went blank as she fell into Dru's gaze and began to sway along with the vampire. A beautiful smile graced full lips before the heart shaped face morphed into something more demonic than the girl had ever seen. Unable to do anything but sway to the rhythm Dru gave them, the teen let out a small gasp as sharp teeth buried themselves into her soft flesh of her neck. She quietly whimpered, then fainted as the blood was quickly drained from her body.
Drusilla turned the girl as the stars sang above them. She lifted her face from the girl's neck, then grinned at the sky with bloody fangs as she giggled.
Spike would be hers once again.