Enough is enough

Eric had been preparing for Bubba’s last performance. Thank goodness they had found him. The house was packed and Bubba was within view, getting ready to sing. He’d find a way to thank Sookie for this. Somehow Bubba had honed in on her and thanks to her he’d been found.

Dressed in a classy suit he stepped out of his office. Pam was nearby and the whole bar was being watched covertly so as Bubba stepped up to the stage and began to sing, he knew that everything would go off flawlessly. He leaned against the wall, surprised that no one could tell that Bubba was the real thing. Clearly humans were slower than he gave them credit for. Sookie walked up to him, dressed elegantly. She smiled and clutched his arm as Bubba sang of love and other things. He smiled at her, already plotting what to do for the “after show” that would only involve two.

~After a nice talk with Miss Pam and Mr. Eric, apologizing for leaving and making them worry. Not specifying why he left just that he needed some time alone. No one was mad thankfully. He placed his dark sun glasses on and smiled. Miss Sookie complimented him and said her grandmother was an avid fan, he felt like blushing. "I'm ready Mr. Eric." He headed out of the office determined to give the best performance that they deserved.~



~The music began to play and he placed the microphone by his lips and began to bellow the song like he'd sang and recorded it almost sixty or more years before.~

< He FELT when she died. It was the biggest pain in his chest that he couldn't imagine. She spoke of visiting the King of Louisiana and then the Sheriff Northman. One of them were responsible for her demise and he was raged with ANGER. He wanted to kill and suck the life from their bodies slowly and very painfully. His love was gone, forever. Fighting through the pain he felt as he bust through the doors of that pathetic vampire bar in Shreveport seeing Eric smiling standing there next to the blonde, his eyes glowed deep red. Focusing all his energy towards the couple sending nothing but raging emotions. He wanted Eric to kill his little fairy girl. Her scent gave her away. Or even better...watch the little fairy stake him in his dead heart.>

Eric and Sookie had been talking. She seemed happy right now which was a rare moment. He was just about to tell her something shameless to bring some color to her cheeks when he froze. There was something thick in the air and it made him see red. He felt rage so strong course up his body it rendered him speechless.

Eric....? whats wrong?asked Sookie, sensing something wrong with Eric. Eric took a step back, a shudder going through his whole being. He could see images of himself harming Sookie, spilling her blood.

Sookie.... he muttered as his eyes fixated on a necklace she was wearing. He vaguely recalled that another vampire had given her that necklace a while ago and the thought of that made him even madder.

Take that FUCKING thing off! he snarled ripping off the necklace and tossing it down so hard on the floor it shattered. However everyone was still focused on Bubba singing that no one noticed Eric's mood.

< A grin crossed his face as his eyes glowed red in the darkest corner of the club. Eric was very near choking the blonde as he turned up the power on full blast willing him to kill her right then and there. Feeling the rage rise in the little waitress as well. Revenge was his. The King of Louisiana was no where to be found and he was next. Latin words left his mouth in a whisper as he focused on the couple. >

Sookie looked surprised for a second before she shook her head. She looked at Eric like she'd realized something.

Eric! snap out of it! she said as she held Eric's face in her hands. Eric growled again but right out of the corner of his eye he saw something strange. There was a man across the bar near the entrance that seemed to be glaring at him. The man's eyes were red and with Sookie holding him the anger seemed to ebb away enough that he realized the man with the red eyes wasn't human and with the rumors going around he had to be one of the trouble makers he'd been hearing about all week. Quickly he looked around and spotted Pam. He made a motion with his eye as he took another step from Sookie.

Keep an eye on Bubba for me Sookie I'll be right back... he said as he began making his way towards the non human, about to get some answers.

Pam turned her head to see Eric with his 'I'm about to kill someone' face on. His eyes motioned to the corner where she looked and saw the small glow of red eyes. Giving him one small nod, oblivious to Tara, Violet and Daniel as she stepped back and went around the crowd. Slow and stealthy as she moved in and out of vampires and other supernaturals who were dancing to Bubba singing. She waited for Eric's signal as she stood back enough to jump when ready. He was the same one in the night of the bar brawl, but seemed to be focusing his energy on Eric and Sookie. There was a woman with him last time so she scanned the crowd for her.

< His eyes met Eric's and he snarled.>

"Yeah come and get me you fanger."

< Dante spoke loud enough for Eric to hear, knowing he did. Stepping closer to him as Eric walked forward, ripples of rage coursing through his veins.>

Eric let his fangs show. He was pissed to a level he hadn't been pissed in ages. He saw the man and literally shoved him out the door. Right now he didn't feel the need for any explanations, just the burning desire to rip the man limb from limb and probably beat him with his own limbs for good measure.

Without much preamble he grabbed the man by the throat and took them all far from the bar. He didn't want anyone stumbling on this at least or Bill would have his head. Once they were about 2 miles off he tossed the man hard enough on the ground to break a few bones.

Rage poured from every fiber of his being. No one in their right mind would dare to be around Eric when he was like this.

Eric grabbed him by the neck and she knew well enough that it was a signal to follow him. He pushed the man out the door and she followed behind. Eric snarled as he carried the man about 2 miles out before tossing him to the ground with a hard serious thud that would probably kill a normal man. But he wasn't human. She bared her fangs and was stanced and ready to fight. Just being around this thing made her seriously pissed off.

< He felt the grip around his throat and grinned as he looked into Eric's eyes, letting him carry him from the club. Fine...he'd make Eric kill his precious blonde vampire friend that followed them. Being tossed to the ground gave him pause for a moment as he tilted his head to the side each way and cracked his bones.>

"I'm going to enjoy this too much."

< He grinned and chanted the spell of rage, inflicting all his powers onto Eric. Even for an immortal it was enough to bring them to the point of insanity. He let out a roar of anger as his eyes got brighter red>

Eric's whole body seemed to shake and the sound he let out was nothing short of demonic but instead of directing his rage at Pam he leveled a murdering glare at the man.

"You forget one thing....I made her" he hissed before he dove in and like a paper shredder began tearing the man apart. Surely enough the sounds of tearing flesh, breaking bone and squirting blood began to fill the hair as he tore into the man much more efficiently than a wood chipper.

Even when the man began to scream he just reached into his mouth and yanked his tongue out like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Pam watched as Eric hissed and jumped towards the man and began to disassemble him like unwrapping a Christmas gift. She was near enough to have blood spatter onto her face and outfit. Arching a brow and shaking her head at how savagely he was acting, and finding it outrageously sexy. It suited him. This was the Eric she'd seen before, though it had been some time since. She moved some of the blood on her face with her finger and placed it on her tongue as he continued to maul the creature. Her face wrinkled in disgust as she spit he blood out. It tasted foul, horrible and made her feel sick. Continuing to spit to get the taste from her mouth as Eric tore him to shreds.

< Eric jumped on him and he smiled until the searing pain of his arm becoming detached from his body ran through his body. His body began to age rapidly as he continued to tear into his flesh, screams of pain erupting from his mouth. He wasn't strong enough to fight back because his powers were weakened. The last thought in his mind was Lexy before his tongue was ripped from his mouth. He fight faltered and he let death take him to meet his angel Lexy.>

Eric grunted and got up, leaving a pile of bits and pieces and a whole lot of blood on the ground and all over him. He looked at Pam, still feeling the effects of the rage.

"Burn it... tell Bill about this... and call the tailor...I need a new fucking suit" was all he said before he vaulted into the air.