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What Once Was Shall Never Be	By : Demonized Category: S through Z > True Blood Views: 1300 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Her Gran is tickled pink by Kyrios' ability to shift forms, and after running her hands through the marvelously soft fur of his wolf form does she ask to see just one more. The next form shouldn't have surprised her, as it is a bat. A Large Flying Fox, to be precise.
"Do other vampires like you share the same forms?" Sookie asks once Kyrios turns back.
"One or two might share a small number of forms similar to my own, but not all." He gives her an amused smile then turns to Adele. "Thank you for your wonderful hospitality, Adele, but I am afraid we must take our leave to make preparations and give Sookie's employer notice of her immediate resignation."
"Oh, don't worry. Just so long as you come over and visit, so I can cook you up something, I won't mind it a bit." Adele gives a warm smile, her mind already working on what she can fix for a vampire who can eat the same foods as herself. "I'll make sure there aren't any lemons in my recipes too."
"Thank you, Gran. This means a lot to me." Sookie gives her Gran a hug before she gets up. She starts to head for the stairs, only to be stopped by a light touch to her arm as she passes by Kyrios.
"I will provide you with clothes and anything else you need, Sookie." Kyrios gives her a stern look, to keep her from arguing, before he turns his attention to Adele with a smile. "Take care, Adele, and we shall see you Friday evening."
Sookie gives a measured smile and allows Kyrios to usher her out of the house. Once they are out in the yard she looks to the driveway, expecting to see her beat up yellow car. "Where's my car?"
"First things first. You were asking about the date, which is June 23rd, 2004, and it's a Wednesday. As for your car, that contraption is unsafe and was gotten rid of." Kyrios starts walking down the driveway, forcing Sookie to follow after him.
"So what will I use for transportation once I am finished training under you?" Sookie decides it is best to not argue with Kyrios. He isn't anything like Eric, and he is leagues and leagues above Bill. "Oh! Wait!" That reminds her of the Compton house across the cemetery.
"You will be given one of my vehicles to keep." Kyrios pauses and turns to look at Sookie, whose gaze has gone to the barely visible Compton house. He follows her gaze then gives a slight shake of his head. "Aletheia spared me no details, Sookie. I have bought the home from the human Compton living there and he is in the best care facility money can afford. You need not worry about the Procurer." The home is set for renovation, and he already has plans for who is going to use it. "My adopted son and his wife will make use of the home."
Sookie's eyes go wide at the news and she resumes following Kyrios down the driveway. "What are their names and what are they like?" He hadn't mentioned them earlier, but he likely has his reasons for it.
"Harry and Hermione. They're both very bright, Hermione exceptionally so, and they're loyal, fierce, brave and so very talented. They're a wizard and witch respectively, and not of the variety you know. You'll understand once you meet them." Kyrios sounds incredibly proud of both of them, and she imagines he had a smile on his face while he speaks of his son and daughter-in-law. "Here we are."
Sookie stops once more, her gaze going to a motorcycle parked to the side at the end of their driveway. She doesn't know much about cars, let alone motorcycles, but the machine is sleek and dark blue all over. There are two helmets, so everything is already thought of. Perhaps even planned. "When will they come visit?"
"They'll be here for Thanksgiving." Kyrios walks up to the motorcycle and picks up one of the helmets. "They can watch over your Grandmother while we travel to Virginia to acquire the were-jaguars."
"Oh… Wait. Were-jaguars?" Does he mean the two men Aletheia had tried mentioning to her. She still hadn't gotten their names.
"Yes. They are a mated pair, or at least they will be by then." Kyrios isn't going to be forthcoming with their names, and pressing him for information seems like it won't get her anywhere. Still, he's given her enough to think about. "It doesn't bother you, does it?"
Sookie blinks at the question then realizes he was referring to the fact that two male were-jaguars are mated to one another. "No! Who they choose to love is something I don't have a say in. It'd be like me criticizing you for choosing not to sleep with a woman anymore."
"If only more Christians were like you." He gives her a smile then holds out the helmet for her to take. Once she has it and puts it on does he slip the second helmet onto his own head. After that he gets onto the bike and helps Sookie climb on behind him. "Hold on tight!"
It is the only warning Sookie gets as he completely stands the bike up and flicks the kickstand up with his heel. The engine rumbles to life, so she quickly wraps her arms around the vampire and squeezes her eyes shut. It isn't necessary, because he doesn't take off at an insane speed. She is about to question his instruction when the scenery starts to whip past them once a good minute has passed.
Within a matter of minutes they reach Merlotte's, startling her with just how fast they'd gone. As she climbs off of the back of the bike she finds herself being steadied by a smug Kyrios, his helmet already off. She pulls her own helmet off, frowning as her hair gets mussed, then gives him a critical glance over. His hair looks like it had before their ride. "How is your hair not messed up?"
Kyrios' face crinkles up with his amusement and he too dismounts from the bike. He takes the helmet back from Sookie and stores it on his motorcycle while he avoids laughing at her. "Sorry, we just went well over a hundred miles an hour and your first question is about my hair. You are unusual."
"So are you." She scowls at him then pats her hair back into place. "And the speed didn't really bother me." She had expected the rush of wind passing over her to sting of something, but there had been none of that. It is something she will have to ask about later, if she remembers.
"Touché." Kyrios gives a little grin then offers his arm to Sookie. She takes it without hesitation and lets him lead her into Merlotte's. They are immediately accosted by Arlene Fowler, a fellow barmaid of Sookie's.
"Can I get you a table?" She seems to not notice Sookie at all, her gaze transfixed on Kyrios.
Kyrios blinks then looks down at Arlene, a brow arching almost imperiously. "I beg your pardon, ma'am, but I am here to speak to the owner of this establishment in regards to Miss Stackhouse's employment." He motions to Sookie, who is still on his arm, then gives a saccharine smile. "And to make things perfectly clear," he pauses here purposefully, his gaze flicking to Arlene's name tag. "I'm not interested in women, Arlene. Period."
Arlene's mouth drops open and she stares, to the point that it becomes a little uncomfortable. Sookie gives an exasperated roll of her eyes and tugs a bit on Kyrios' arm. "She'll be a moment," the Fae whispers as she leads the vampire towards the office. They have to pass the kitchen on the way there, and Lafayette is on the grill. He notices them immediately.
"What you doin' in here on your day off, hooker?" Lafayette leans through the serving window, his gaze flicking from Sookie to Kyrios. "And hanging off that fine piece o' ass too."
Kyrios chuckles while Sookie appears to be mortified, almost perfectly mimicking Arlene. "I like him, Sookie." She visibly relaxes at that statement, a vivid blush painting her cheeks.
"And LaLa likes you too, Sugar. Now what you doin' in here, hooker? Don't make me come out this kitchen." Lafayette is unfazed by Kyrios, it seems, and is most definitely his usual self. She vaguely recalls that he ends up getting murdered, but something about Lafayette seems different this time.
"I'm here to talk to Sam, Laf. Something really important came up and I can't work here anymore." Sookie watches as her friend frowns, his gaze immediately going to Kyrios.
"Is he getting you caught up in some kind of trouble, Sook?" Lafayette does come out of the kitchen now, his posture an attempt at intimidation.
Sookie glances at Kyrios to find that he is imminently amused, his mouth upturned into a smirk. He doesn't seem the least bit bothered by Lafayette. "It's not like that, Lafayette. Look… Lafayette, this is Kyrios and he is going to be helping me out. Kyrios, this is Lafayette."
"Lafayette! Your food is starting to-" Sam Merlotte comes out from the office, stopping mid sentence when he sees Sookie and Kyrios. There is a strange look that passes over his face while he stares at the Greek vampire, followed by confusion and shock.
"Why don't you go talk with your boss, Sookie?" Kyrios offers, unwinding their arms while giving Sam a polite smile.
Sookie nods with a slight frown on her face, having thought that Kyrios would be talking to Sam with her. "Sam, we need to talk…in private."
"Of course, Sookie, right this way." Sam gives Kyrios a final glance, a frown on his face, before he leads Sookie into the office.
As soon as the door is shut behind them Sam whirls around to look at her, his mouth opening to start what is likely to be an argument. "I don't want to hear it, Sam Merlotte. I know perfectly well what Kyrios is, and it doesn't bother me one bit."
Sam looks taken aback, because that hadn't been the first thing he had wanted to ask. "How can he walk in daylight?!"
Sookie blinks, then frowns and put her hands on her hips. "That ain't none of your business, Sam. Besides, I wanted to talk to you about my job. I can't work here anymore 'cause of something that came up. Kyrios is going to help me with that."
"Sookie, this isn't you! He's done something to you and you can't control it!" Sam is grasping for something, anything, but this only causes Sookie to shake her head.
"I can't be glamoured, Sam, and Kyrios is quite the gentleman." Sookie isn't going to reveal her being part, no, full-blooded Fae to the shifter, especially if he is going to be this unreasonable. "I also know he is a lot more dangerous than you think you know, but I've put my trust in him."
"Sookie!" This clearly isn't going to end well, Sam being stuck on the notion that Kyrios has done something to her.
"I do not have time for this," she mutters under her breath and goes to leave the office. Sam stops her by grabbing onto her arm rather tightly, which is quite a surprise to her.
"I'm not letting you go with him, Sookie!" He tries to pry her away from the office door when he is quite suddenly blasted away from Sookie by a bright pulse of light.
Sookie doesn't bother to see if Sam is okay. She wrenches the door open and tries to bolt out of the office, only she runs right into Kyrios. He wraps an arm around her to keep her steady while he gives Sam a glare that promises lots and lots of pain for the shifter.
"Sook! Are you okay, Sook?" Lafayette is directly behind Kyrios, to which the vampire hands her over to the flamboyant short order cook, worry etched onto his face. He holds the blonde close, noting that there are tears in her eyes and she is trembling. "Wait a moment, Mr. Kyrios. I have something to say to my boss before you lay into him."
Kyrios pauses and gives Lafayette a spare glance, his expression blatantly murderous. "The floor is yours, Mr. Reynolds."
Apparently Lafayette and Kyrios have talked a bit more while she'd been trying to explain things to Sam. Said shifter is groggy, and trying to figure out what has happened to him. His gaze finally falls on Kyrios, who hasn't budged an inch from in front of the office doorway.
Lafayette holds on to Sookie tightly while a range of emotions flick across his face. He finally settles on anger. "Sam Merlotte, you best find yourself another short order cook, 'cause I refuse to work for someone like you. I'mma warn Tara away from working for your sorry ass too, so don't think of asking my cousin for help." Even though he can't see Sam, he is certain that his now former-boss is regretting what he's just done to Sookie. "C'mon, hooker, let's bounce." He leads Sookie out of Merlotte's, leaving Kyrios to deal with Sam.
He turns to face the shifter once Lafayette has taken Sookie away, his usually maintained illusion dropping away. It is a small one, to make his teeth look normal, nothing more than that. Now they are back to their naturally sharp appearance, his fangs more than evident when he speaks. "Killing you, shifter, is not beneath me." He steps into the office and shuts the door with that warning, his irises darkening rapidly.
Sam starts to move slightly, in an attempt to get up from where Sookie had blasted him to on the opposite side of the office. Things had been knocked off of the wall and there is a nasty crack in wooden panels. "Sookie…"
"Is under my protection, shifter, as is Mr. Reynolds." Kyrios had immediately noticed the dormant power within Lafayette as soon as he had seen him. The human is a medium, and a strong one at that. "But you don't seem to know who I am."
"You're a goddamn vampire. That's all I need to know," Sam growls angrily as he pulls himself up using a nearby filing cabinet.
Kyrios crosses the room quickly, far faster than Sam can follow, and delivers a sharp punch to the shifter's gut. He does hold back, because he doesn't want to kill the shifter just yet. This is going to be a mere warning. It is one that sends Sam right back to the ground, where he curls up in pain. "Then you know nothing." Going to one knee next to the shifter, he reaches down and grabs him by the hair at the back of his head.
Sam has apparently grabbed a piece of a broken picture frame, and it is as soon as Kyrios grabs his hair that he strikes. He aims for where the heart should be and feels the makeshift stake pierce through skin and bone.
Kyrios isn't fazed by this in the slightest, has even expected it. Watching as a look of horror spreads across Sam's face when he doesn't turn into a bloody mess, the vampire smirks dangerously. "Like I said, you know nothing." Kyrios lets go of Sam's hair and stands up. He pulls the wood out from his chest, the wound healing almost immediately, and holds on to the bloody instrument. He isn't going to let any of his blood get taken to be studied under a microscope if he can help it.
"You… Y-you…" Sam is in shock now, because everything he thought he knew about vampires has just been turned even further upside down. Sookie and Lafayette are the furthest things from his mind right now.
"And here I was hoping you would have more fight in you. I was wrong, apparently." Sam has turned out to be rather disappointing, but that doesn't alleviate his anger over the shifter's treatment of Sookie. "You stay away from Sookie Stackhouse, or I will do more than just break your mind," Kyrios growls out. "I will remove your brain and eyeballs from your body, and don't think that you'll be anywhere close to dead when I do it. I can keep your pathetic ass alive, and I can make it so that you can still feel whatever your body goes through, on top of watching me while I do it."
Sam says nothing, instead he flinches at Kyrios' growl and tries to curl in on himself, as if it will ward off the extremely pissed off vampire. This reaction has Kyrios snorting before he gets up and leaves Merlotte's entirely. Once he is outside, he makes a beeline for Sookie and Lafayette, who are leaning up against the human's car.
"How are you, Sookie?" She isn't trembling anymore, but there are obvious tear tracks on her cheeks.
"I'll be fine," she murmurs, which draws a frown from Kyrios. His gaze goes to Lafayette, who has an arm around Sookie still and is just staring blankly at the bar.
Her answer is unsatisfactory, so he moves closer to her and gently cups her cheek. He forces her to look up at him and lets her see the worry etched into his expression. "You have no need to hide your pain from me, Sookie. If it hurts, then say so. The truth will not alter my perception of you in the slightest."
This seems to be the right thing to say, because the dam breaks and Sookie starts to cry openly. The fae lets Kyrios hug her to him, a single arm wrapped around her while his hand rubs soothing circles on her back. He silently glances at Lafayette, who has turned his attention to them now, his expression darkening at the sight of Sookie's pain.
"Could you do me a favor, Lafayette?" Kyrios keeps his voice low, and holds up Sam's makeshift stake. "Burn this immediately." Lafayette starts to take the stake from him but recoils at the sight of the blood.
"Holy shit! Did you kill Sam?" And he immediately jumps to the wrong conclusion.
Sookie, despite her crying, picks up on the flow of the conversation and looks at the weapon. Her eyes widen at the sight of the blood and she makes the accurate conclusion as she lets her gaze sweep over Kyrios' chest. There is a small, ragged hole in his shirt and blood is staining the material around the hole, but there is none on his skin that she can see.
"He tried to kill you?!" Now she is angry.
Lafayette is at a loss at Sookie's question, and he looks at the stake then to Kyrios. "Should we call the police?"
"It was just a scratch." Kyrios says it smoothly and offers Lafayette the stake once more. "No police. Just burn this and head over to the address I gave you. Sookie and I have one more thing to take care of, and it will take us a while."
"That's a lot of blood for just a scratch, Sugar, but I'll burn the stupid thing." Lafayette awkwardly plucks the makeshift stake from Kyrios' grasp, attempting to hold it without touching the blood. He pulls out a lighter and carefully lights the opposite end of the bloody weapon. Unfortunately for Lafayette the fire catches on rather quickly, causing him to drop it in surprise. Within seconds the stake burns to cinders, a feat that should have been impossible were it not for the fact that it had Kyrios' blood on it.
Sookie, meanwhile is fuming and has pulled away from Kyrios to pace. "I can't believe he tried to kill you!"
Kyrios looks from Lafayette, who is certain to have questions, to Sookie. "We can explain things better later tonight, Lafayette. Just head over to the address I gave you and make yourself comfortable."
"I hear ya, Sugar. Hooker," Lafayette raises his voice a little, which actually gets Sookie's attention enough to the point that she stops pacing. "White boy is fine, Hooker. He can take care of himself, obviously."
"I…" Sookie pauses as she looked to Kyrios, hesitation apparent in her body language. "Yes, yes he can," she finally states after a few seconds, her anger over the situation calming slightly. She is still quite upset that Sam had acted the way he had, and had tried to kill her mentor-to-be.
"I'll see yous two later, Sook." Lafayette closes the distance between himself and Sookie, pulling the fae into a hug that she returns. "I don't know what's goin' on, but I'mma trust you and Mr. Kyrios," he whispers before he pulls away.
Sookie gives him a watery smile and watches him leave, unaware that Kyrios is right behind her now. She nearly jumps out of her skin when she turns, finding him so close to her and holding up a handkerchief with a somewhat amused smile. "Cheese and rice! You gave me a scare!" Sookie exclaims with a hand over her heart.
"You should wipe your face," Kyrios instructs and waves the handkerchief to draw her attention to it.
"I…. Thank you." Sookie doesn't know what else to say, so she takes the offered handkerchief and wipes her face off. She hadn't expected her resignation to go like this at all, and she honestly isn't sure what had gotten into Sam. Why had he been so certain that Kyrios had done something to her? Does he know the vampire?
"Penny for your thoughts?" Kyrios tugs the used handkerchief out of her grasp now that she is done with it and pockets it. "If it's about what the shifter said, you needn't worry.
It is a common misconception amongst the Supernatural that all vampires are alike."
"So everything you told me and Gran…."
"Is not known to most of the Supernatural population. Even some of the younger vampires are unaware of what I told you. Vampires like the Procurer and that childish Queen of his." Kyrios motions towards his motorcycle, an indication that it is time they get going.
Sookie makes her way over to the motorcycle, silently contemplating the gravity of everything she has been told. Settling onto the bike behind Kyrios once the extra helmet is pulled on, she leans forward to settle her weight against Kyrios' back and wraps her arms around him. She closes her eyes as the engine roars to life and without further ado they take off.
The drive back takes longer than she expected, and when Sookie finally lifts her head from Kyrios' back and opens her eyes, she finally realizes why. They are in Shreveport. Her brows furrow slightly and her lips purse a little as she frowns. She doesn't need a helping hand this time to get off of the bike. She stores the helmet herself while Kyrios dismounts and tugs his own off. "Are we meeting with Eric?" She questions at the sight of an all too familiar home looms in front of them.
"Yes, we are indeed meeting with Eric. I have to check in, as he is Sheriff of this area. They might not have made themselves public yet, but they didn't develop the monarchies and areas overnight. It was something they set up long ago." Kyrios leads her up to the gate, not caring that he is basically leaving his bike on the side of the road. He presses the buzzer on the panel installed on the right post of the gate, a faintly amused smile on his lips. "It would seem that the Northman has company."
"I know about the checking in thing, but I never thought about when they had set up this governing system." Sookie pauses slightly when she realizes how Kyrios had referred to the other vampires, with her doing the same thing. While he has 't sounded malicious in how he speaks of them, it is obvious how separate and different he is. Maybe it is just now sinking in, but it doesn't scare her. It probably should, because Kyrios could walk in the sunlight and doesn't need permission to enter her home. He can shift forms too! He is dangerous, so very dangerous, and she isn't scared of him at all.
It takes her a moment to realize that he has mentioned Eric having company. Pam isn't considered company, nor is whoever he has employed as a day-man.
"Company?" She echoes in a questioning tone.
"Yes. I believe-" Kyrios is interrupted by the intercom crackling to life, leaving his statement unfinished and Sookie wondering on who else is here.
"What do you want?" The strained and obviously tired voice of one Eric Northman filters through the speaker.
"An audience with the Sheriff of Area Five." Something thrums in Kyrios' voice, giving it a slightly odd quality of sounding like he speaks with an echo. His statement is met with silence, but Eric's response is perfectly clear as the gate rolls open. Come in.
"Isn't it a bit early for Eric to be up?" It is only a little after one, and while she knows older vampires can wake before the sun sets, this is still too early. Yet Eric had answered and let them in.
"You will find that I am not easy to ignore." It is the only explanation Kyrios gives as he starts up the driveway, one that baffles her slightly. He is much older than any other vampire she has met, but she's never heard of him before. Just who is he?
Sookie trails after him in silence, pondering the enigma that Kyrios presents. She isn't having second thoughts about training under him, and even with what little he has told about himself it feels like there is so much more to him. She can't help but be curious, especially since Eric is willing to meet with him despite it being daylight. While he surely is no match for the much older vampire during night, when all vampires are at their strongest, Eric is deliberately meeting with Kyrios during a time when he is the most vulnerable.
The heavy front door to Eric's home, thankfully well shielded from the sun with a lavish stoop, opens and the Viking himself stands in the doorway. Normally, she would have expected some form of sass from Eric, but his face is decidedly pinched with an expression that can only be described as forcefully obedient. "Please come in. My maker was just filling me in as to who you are," Eric says and bows deeply once he steps aside to give them entry.
"None of that, if you will." Kyrios has a look of faint annoyance on his face, and his posture becomes a little more rigid.
"My apologies, Lord." Eric straightens up, looking vaguely relieved with a touch of…concern.
This is only getting weirder and weirder. Sookie frowns as she looks from Kyrios, who is walking further into the foyer, to Eric, who is peeking at her with utter fascination between his concerned glances in Kyrios' direction. It is almost a breath of fresh air compared to the first time she had met Eric. Still, she can't dwell on that, not with the fact that Eric has mentioned his maker being the one to fill him in about Kyrios. If Appius is here then that means-
"I welcome you to my progeny's home, Lord of the Night," says a voice that does not belong to Appius Livius Ocella. It is softer, almost kinder, and when her eyes fall upon the person it belongs to her jaw drops open.
He is nearly the spitting image of the remorseful vampire she'd met in her foray to Texas, if only slightly older looking and with brown hair instead of blond. Despite their similar appearance, she doesn't even entertain the thought that their predilections are the same. Then what he had said catches up to her. The meaning of what he had said clicks. He is Eric's maker, not Appius, and that is when she realizes something. Aside from what he has just called Kyrios, which isn't even registering right now, Godfrey, who isn't Godfrey, is Eric's maker, not Appius. She is in some sort of alternate dimension. She had wishes herself into some sort of alternate dimension, because there is no other explanation. The hair on the back of her neck stands on end as Kyrios turns to look at her with what appears to be a faint smile while not-Godfrey openly stares at her with an expression akin to shock. She doesn't have to turn around to know that Eric is drilling holes into the back of her head with his gaze. "Cheese and rice, I just said that aloud."
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