Chapter Two – Satisfied


I looked up from my desk expecting to see Pam, for she was the only one who had leave to disturb me unannounced. But seeing the Prince of the Sky Fae before me instantly brought me back to another time and place.

When a debt had been formed.

And his silent guest – I assumed – was the repayment.

The sight of her made me realize why I’d felt Pam’s lust skyrocket and her subsequent amusement right before my door opened.

It was like Barbie and GI Joe had a night of hard and dirty fucking and she was the end result.

“Brigant,” I acknowledged, though my eyes had yet to leave the tasty looking treat he’d brought with him.


The deference normally due my station as a King wasn’t necessary. Brigant was a royal in his own right and I imagined this day finally coming to fruition was both a relief and a thorn in his side.

Truthfully I hadn’t given much thought to the Fae guard I’d been promised. It had been at his suggestion this kind of payment be made. I’d barely been two hundred years old at the time. And it was at a time when the relationship between vampires and fairies were tumultuous at best.

Lethal, at worst.

But I had neither the gumption nor the balls to attempt to barter for anything else. Refusing a royal the likes of him, something so powerful and personal as pledging one of his own kin to my service, wasn’t something I could do.

So I’d given him my near silent agreement.

As the centuries passed by, my mind had been filled with other things and his debt had settled in the far recesses of my memories. Just surviving had been a hardship, but as the humans continued to evolve, so did we. My child and I eventually traveled to what had become the United States at the beginning of the last century, picking a portion of the country to settle in. And I’d been content there in my position as Sheriff of Area 5, in what had been the state of Louisiana, until that fateful day when everything changed.

On October 27th, 1962 an American U-2 plane was shot down by a Soviet missile crew off the coast of Cuba. That action set off a chain reaction of events that was quickly felt around the world in the form of a global nuclear war.

New York City, Washington D.C. and Los Angeles were annihilated. As were Cuba, Moscow, and Berlin.

London. Paris. Rome.

Within forty-eight hours millions of lives had been lost.

Our kind had been forced to reveal ourselves to the human race in order to save it.

In order to save ourselves.

Before they could send us back into the stone ages, we took over running whatever was left of the governments across the globe. While putting ourselves into positions of power, we did so in a humane fashion, taking into account the humans’ needs and wants as much as we could. We’d met very little resistance. Their utter shock over their self-inflicted devastation made glamour nearly unnecessary.

Most of them viewed us as saviors.

But the landscape had been irreparably changed forever. The fallout after the bombs had detonated could still be seen in the cities and towns closest to the devastation. Nothing grew there. The water table beneath the land’s surface was still contaminated now, decades later. Deformities in humans and animals weren’t uncommon.

The United States was no more.

Now we were the North American Territory, split into the same clans vampires had been adhering to for centuries.

And I had been thrust into the position of King of the Amun Clan.

All kings sat on The Council and lived and ruled by a defined rubric drawn together at the start of our reign in order to keep the peace. There was still the occasional subterfuge, of course. The sporadic attempts by the small human militias scattered throughout the territories to overthrow our monarchies, one town at a time.

For the most part, they were easily dealt with.

Our popularity was at an all-time high. We treated our subjects well. They were loyal in return.

For the most part.

But eying the young girl in front of me, I couldn’t imagine what value she would hold to me as my personal guard.

As my personal donor, however, she was more than acceptable.

Brigant turned towards her, as if to introduce me to my – hopefully – future Lolita, but before he could say a word, she took a single step towards me and bowed down, saying, “Your Majesty. My name is Susannah Brigant. From this night forward I pledge my life to your service. I will protect you at all costs and hold your survival above all others, including my own.”

Never mind her pledge. It had been expected. What hadn’t been expected was that she’d said it in Old Norse.

“You speak Old Norse?” I asked, too stunned by that little surprise to speak anything other than English.

Rising back up and straightening her spine, her head cocked to one side as she explained, “Our information indicated it was your preferred language when conversing around others. Do you prefer Swedish instead?”

And of course she’d given me her explanation in Swedish.

If I hadn’t known for a fact the date was July 1st, I could’ve been convinced it was April 1st.

Or perhaps October 31st, given the trick or treat standing before me.

“My great-granddaughter is fluent in every language,” Brigant spoke up. “It was yet another way to ensure she would realize a threat to you was imminent by making sure she understood the language of any attacker. She is knowledgeable in all forms of communication and in many forms of combat. I assure you she has been trained well and her knowledge and aptitude for learning is quite prolific.”

Up until she’d opened her mouth, I’d been toying with the idea of forgiving him the debt without taking payment. I was much older now and much less hesitant to stand up to the royal. In truth, I hadn’t envisioned how she would be of any use to me – clothed, at least – but now I was truly fascinated.

And given the way the leather clung to her hourglass figure, I knew I would be just as fascinated seeing her unclothed.

At any rate, I could always cut her loose later on. Tell her she had fulfilled her family’s debt to me and release her from my service. She could return to whatever bunker they had raised her in to live her life however she chose.

But for now…

“She is acceptable. Your debt is settled.”

I didn’t know what I had been expecting. It was obvious he cared for her in the way he looked at her, so I thought maybe there would be a few kind departing words. A hug between them. A tear shed by the girl perhaps.

But upon my verbal agreement, she took a step back and silently left her great-grandfather’s side. Walking around my desk, she came to stand just behind me to my right. Showing no emotion at all, she removed the small broach on her collar and replaced it with another she’d retrieved from her pocket.

It was my royal crest, now residing where her kin’s had just been.

“Very well,” Brigant nodded and without a single word exchanged between them, he teleported from the room.

I wasn’t sure what I should do with her. Generally my guards didn’t stand watch over me when I was secured away in my office. But before I could suggest she see Pam about being assigned her living quarters, I saw her hand gently brush across the holstered pistol strapped to her thigh as she said, “Your next appointment has arrived.”

Considering I was only now hearing him enter the outer offices, I was impressed.

But if she was going to be staying for any length of time, I would need more than her pledge to assure me of her loyalty and informed her, “You will drink some of my blood.”

Blood sharing wasn’t a part of the deal I had negotiated with her great-grandfather. Nor was it something I would even consider doing with any of my other guards.

But she was different and it had nothing to do with the fact I had never wanted to fuck Herveaux.

With my preternatural senses, I could both hear and smell the others before they even entered the room and react – if need be. For all I knew, this one would be able to teleport – part-fairy or not.

I expected at least some opposition from her, but instead she nodded once and asked, “Shall I have it now or would you prefer to wait until after your meeting has concluded?”

“Which would you prefer?” I asked.

In Mandarin.

“Your will is my own, Your Majesty,” she replied.

In Japanese.

Smart ass.

If she could have read my mind, she would’ve known better than to make herself so entertaining.

If she kept this up, she could very well be old and gray by the time I decided to cut her loose.

“Later then,” I replied in English. “Perhaps we can find the time for you to show me how well you know how to use those swords strapped to your back, or if they are the only things keeping your spine straight.”

It was the first time I’d seen a crack in her expressionless facade. A small tightening in the corners of her eyes. The slightest upturn of her lips.

But it was there.

I’d simultaneously amused and pissed her off.

“As you wish, Your Majesty,” she nodded. “But if I may ask a question before your guest arrives?”

“You may.”

“I will not speak out of turn, but if I must address you in the presence of others, what would you prefer I call you? Master? Your Majesty? King Northman?”

Letting my eyes trail over her form, I couldn’t help but think of many other things I would prefer her to call me. But my smaller head was getting ahead of my larger one, so I focused on the present and replied, “Master is acceptable.”

Pam would have a fit. As a King, only she was able to address me as such, with everyone else using the others Susannah had voiced.

I would pay to see a throw down between my child and a Princess of the Sky Fae.

Perhaps even put it on Pay Per View.

Of course my child would be more apt to throw her down on the nearest flat surface in the hopes of having her way with her.

Pay Per View would work in that scenario as well.

Looking at her, one would think she was just another beautiful young woman. Dressed as she was, one would assume she was in costume over being a guard, but if she was as proficient as Brigant had claimed, her looks could work to her advantage.

She would be underestimated.

The Fae’s debt to me wasn’t widely known. Only my child and those involved on that night eight centuries earlier had any knowledge of it. Only one of those involved, other than Brigant and myself, still existed today and I had no reason to believe the Ancient Pythoness had spoken of that night to anyone else.

The circumstances surrounding it all was a highly guarded secret.

“You should change your attire,” I eventually said.

“Master?” she questioned.

Yes. That had been an excellent decision.

A small smile appeared unbidden on my lips as I explained, “While I appreciate the fit of your ensemble, you look as though you’re prepared to battle the world.”

“I am prepared to battle the world if that is what is needed in order to keep you safe.”

“Be that as it may,” I began, shifting in my chair slightly thanks to the effect her words had on me. “Your greatest advantage is in your appearance.”


No longer questioning, her tone had more grit to it.

I had offended her.

“Your appearance,” I repeated, adopting the same tone, “is your greatest advantage. You look like any other beautiful young woman. If you play into their misconceptions, any who seek to do me harm would consider your presence inconsequential.”

Taking only a moment to consider my words, she nodded once and removed the weapons that had been strapped to her body, setting them just beside where she stood. Sweeping her hand down the front of her body, her leather dominatrix outfit transformed into a just as eye-catching red silk dress.

Business appropriate and yet provocative just the same.

The silver jewelry had disappeared as well, but the pin of my royal crest was attached to the thick strap draped over her left shoulder.

Neither one of us said a word while she returned the holstered pistol to its place on her thigh underneath the skirt. When she was satisfied with the fit, she carried her swords towards the back of the room, positioning them beside a chair in the back corner of my office where I assumed she would be choosing to sit.

A silver dagger appeared and then disappeared into yet another leather sheath strapped to her opposite thigh and she removed the leather binding from her hair. Twisting the flaxen strands into a loose knot at her crown, she held it in place with two thin silver-tipped wooden sticks.

I wasn’t sure what I found so fascinating about her. Perhaps it was the knowledge she was part-Fae. Perhaps it was her pledge and her purpose for being there at all.

Perhaps she would live long enough for me to figure it out, if she was to have any chance of having a life of her own.

My intercom buzzed with Pam’s bored voice coming through the speaker informing me my next appointment had arrived. Normally I wouldn’t have even entertained the idea of allowing Susannah to stay for any meetings I had. I didn’t know or trust her to keep my confidences, no matter whose blood ran in her veins or what pledges she’d made to me. But this meeting was insignificant, so I saw no harm in it.

Looking her in the eye, I explained, “This shouldn’t take long. We can go over your duties and any questions you may have when the meeting has concluded.”

She nodded and moved to take a seat at the back of my office in keeping up with her inconsequential-ness. To anyone else, I suspected Susannah would appear to be relaxed, but I could see the tension in her muscles as the door to my office opened.

I assumed she was wary of the human now walking into the room, but he was just a minor player looking for face time with me in order to bolster his political clout. The humans maintained their smaller local governments, with a vampire in my retinue acting as an advisor.

“Your Majesty,” he greeted, with a deep bow. “I am honored you have agreed to meet with me this evening.”

Waving my hand, signaling he could rise, I gestured to the chair in front of my desk and got right to the point by asking, “What can I do for you, Mr. Newlin?”

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56 comments on “Chapter Two – Satisfied

  1. art4annie says:

    Oh dear, will sookie get to kill the asshole? Will she? He needs to die. Newlin needs to die.

  2. switbo says:

    Woohoo! Three updates in four days! Such a glut of riches after our drought. Thank you!! (And for all the lovely Skarsporn as well! Grin.). As much as I am longing for updates on your other stories, esp TGR and THG, I am LOVING this new story. I can’t wait to see how things develop between King Eric and Kick-Ass Sookie. I’m glad things are settling down for you in RL. Thanks again for sharing your wonderful imagination.

    • I totally agree!! This fic is awesomesauce and I would be happy if your muse grabbed hold of King Eric…ermmm….I mean this story and ran with it all the way to the finish line!! I am wondering how long Sookie will keep her telepathy to herself. Thinking this meeting w/Newlin will force her hand and then they will need to figure out how to dispose of him quickly and quietly. Hope RL will be kinf to you and your muse.

  3. georgiasuzy says:

    Ermagerd, I don’t think Sookie will be able to keep her telepathy secret for very long once she “hears” what Newlin’s thinking! That’s cool that your Sookie can do the whole “fae changing clothes” thingy. Thanks for the quick EPOV! Loving your story!

  4. cros8262 says:

    Yay for me! I started the first chapter and the next one appears within the hour. Can’t wait to see what other skills Sookie has. I’d love to see her kick his ass when they spar.

  5. aolani08 says:

    Please finish this story please please please and thanks for the update

  6. twodognite says:


  7. cotharach says:

    So Good! Thanks for the Eric POV. I love to know what he is thinking when he first meets Sookie, especially a kick-ass Sookie like this one. I love the meeting is with Newlin. Can’t wait to see how that one goes… more please!

  8. redjane12 says:

    OMG! Loooved the Eric PoV esp. that little tidbit that he would have been ready to release Sookie back to the Fae… that will teach Sookie to be such an overachiever… Seriously, Old Norse??? I can see her butting heads with Pam pretty soon (which Eric is exacerbating by letting Sookie call him Master…). Between Sookie being all smartypants and the outfits with matching guns, knives and swords, no wonder Eric is salivating etc… That look might have been off putting back in Faery but in Ericland, it is THE look… I can see them sparring verbally and otherwise fairly soon…

    The post-nuclear dystopian universe you’ve envisioned makes it all even more exciting! I wonder what BS Newlin is going to be spouting to try and debunk the vamps off government… Good luck to him now that SuperSookie is on board!

  9. Wow! Talk about inadvertently training someone to be Eric’s perfect wet dream!?! She speaks Old Norse and Swedish and is to be loyal only to him…. Let the battle of wills begin when he figures out that she is not there to ‘play’ with him… I am very curious how Sookie will react to Rev. Newlin. She has been well taught about protocols and what is to be expected of her. So, I don’t think she will immediately give the game away. But I wonder how she will let Eric know… Your crack about GI Joe and Barbie was hilarious! My brother’s 70s kung fu grip GI Joe with the scruffy beard did take my suntanned Malibu Barbie on several dates in his Army issued Jeep. 🙂 (My Barbie was a modern woman who also had dates with Luke Skywalker in his Land Speeder and Han Solo in her Disco.) Also more than once, I have referred to Eric and Sookie as the Ken and Barbie of the Supe World… ; )

  10. duckbutt60 says:

    Hah! Eric will soon learn she is more than a pretty face and fuckable body. She will hold her own when they spar and maybe even show him a fae trick or two.

    Newlin, eh? Wonder if Sookie will spill the beans about her telepathy –here we go!!

    Good grief, lady! You’ve been a fount of riches lately! You spoil us!

  11. hettyblue says:

    Loving this idea. You are the best author at writing a strong sookie. Cant wait for this to unfold. Thank you

  12. Ilive2read says:

    oh Eric I do believe you are going to have your hands full(not just with boobs and butts either) with this Sookie. Its not going to be easy.

  13. TMart says:

    I can’t waiiiiit for her to kick someone’s ass. That’s going to be awesome! LOL

  14. suzyq591suzy says:

    Loved Eric description of Sookie being the child of GI Joe and Barbie. Kung Fu Sookie rocks

  15. lorip100 says:


  16. Blah Blah Vampire Emergency Blah says:

    Can’t wait to hear what Pam has to say as well. Bring on the first smack down need to see Sookie kick some arse, preferably Eric’s!

  17. sakshichopra says:

    No no no this can’t be over, i want more 🙂
    I love it …

  18. Trubie35 says:

    Your writing is like a drug, I can’t get enough and I’m totally hooked! Thank you for being my supplier.

  19. kardamon says:

    Please tell me they are going to spar at some point – they would both enjoy it (though Eric would have to find a way to keep himself from getting a boner – or maybe not? they can just end in a heap on the floor). Eric still doesn’t realise what he’s dealing with, but he seems to be quick to replace his assumptions with curiosity, which is a good thing. If Sookie is really going to be Eric’s shadow, she should have the opportunities to see the man he really is. I have faith in them, though they might clash at some point at the beginning… Thank you for this story!

  20. Natasha says:

    A wonderful start to what I’m sure will be a marvellous new story. I cannot wait for more! I hope that Sookie quickly proves her worth to Eric.

  21. theladykt says:

    Can’t wait for Sookie to put him in his place when he thinks of bedding her right away. Like that she has extra powers and such.

  22. Loftin says:

    *rubs hands together with a devious smile* This is awesome. Already I’m salivating for more. I need a whole lot more of this….please?! See, I’m addicted all too soon. Lol

  23. sluggysmom says:

    Oh boy – he thinks Newlin is insignificant…..I’m sure the Princess will say otherwise! 🙂

  24. ozzo says:


  25. kleannhouse says:

    this was a great update, but i have a feeling Newlin is anything but insignificant and i am sure Sookie will let Eric know this….. KY

  26. valady1 says:

    Sookie, the result of a night of passion between Barbie & G.I.Joe…where do you get your wonderful ideas? And a nuclear war and the vampires are now in charge, very innovative…Can’t help wondering if Steve Newlin will be the same psycho here..will be looking for the next chapter.

  27. mandy says:

    Another awesome story. I do love having both point of views. It makes the story much more interesting. And this story is fantastic. Can’t wait for more. Eric is going to be surprised how eventful this meeting will be!!

  28. Marebare1979 says:

    Well isn’t this the the definition of Alternate Universe making a Holocust and having Vampires rise to save the human race (not to mention their vast food supply). I can’t recall if I’ve ever read a Sookie/Eric story that was that brave. Look forward to the next chapter(s). Love the dual POV’s!

  29. trish1215 says:

    Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!! Sookie’s chance to show her stuff just walked through the door! Eric’s world is about to get tossed on it’s ass! I can’t wait for the next chapter!


    Waiting Sucks.

    My pants are crawling with metaphoric ants. I hope you have the opportunity to update soon. BTW, the new Skarsporn….. Sooooo good!!!!

  30. Ryl says:

    First up, Newlin! *chuckles madly* This ought to be good. *munches on popcorn*

  31. So what evil plan does Steve have up his sleeve??? Oh Mr. Newlin you have no idea what you are walking into!

  32. itsamia71 says:

    Oh god, I’m going to have to gush again! You and your bloody amazing imagination, I’m hooked already and desperate for more! Brilliant scenario. I’m just about fainting at the prospect of Sookie showing Eric just what she can do (oh Mr Newlin…) and them sparring and the blood drinking and… phew!

  33. sweetmg says:

    Oooooohh! This is gonna be good!

  34. Mindy says:

    This is fantastic. I like the premise of a different world. Very intriguing. I like that Sookie has impressed Eric. I really want Sookie to fight so Eric can see her mad skills. This chapter was so good. Another incredible story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  35. msbuffy says:

    This is so good!

  36. Can’t wait for Sookie to kick ass and for Eric to work out she has no intention (yet) of being his meal or anything else. I’m sure they’ll fall in love eventually, but the banter/arguing until then ought to be amusing 😉

  37. Elaine says:

    What an awesome story! And you know we all NEEDED Eric’s POV. LOL I really enjoy getting both sides of the story for additional information and insight, especially when it can be accomplished without repeating entire scenarios. The G.I. Joe and Barbie description was hilarious! Can’t wait to see how this story evolves and what Mr. Newlin is thinking – this meeting might be a LOT more important then Eric expected. 😉 Thanks for sharing your wonderful imagination with us!!

  38. gwynwyvar says:

    I’m with everyone else.. Barbie and GI Joe love child… LMAO!!!!

    Hmmm, i don’t think Newlin is planning anything happy. Post Nuclear War, i can see Newlin blaming vamps for Everything!

  39. treewitch703 says:

    Hot damn – the best of all the rest.

  40. shandiii says:

    so happy happy happy to see another update, think this could be my favourite story yet

  41. lilloucfer says:

    LOL – I say DITTO to all of the above responses 😉

  42. luvvamps says:

    Can’t wait til Sookie show Eric all her stuff! LoL!

  43. baronessjai says:

    I love this story. …sookie so powerful ….perfect….can’t wait for more 😉

  44. tyesmamaw says:

    I think Eric is about to find out how important Sookie’s going to be to him. I can’t wait to read more to see how their relationship progresses I’m HOOKED!!!!

  45. ljhjelm says:

    I love having EPOV. This is wonderful.

  46. fanficglo says:

    I likey likey a lot!

  47. murgatroid98 says:

    Fabulous chapter.

  48. Oh, this is going to be so much fun! I too would love to see a throw-down between Sookie and Pam. ; )

  49. hartvixen123 says:

    Hmmm…I sense some trouble brewing. Maybe Newlin will be Sookie’s chance to prove her loyalty to Eric.

  50. vamplover669 says:

    I assume Sookie can still read minds since she sensed his next appointment before he did? Pam would kill to be able to do that clothes changing trick I can’t wait to see what other powers she has! If Sookie could teleport herself and Eric that would be a great escape plan if needed. I really wanna see Sookie prove her fighting skills along with picking through Newlins brain! 🙂

  51. glamouredbyyou says:

    Sookie – a child of G.Joe and Barbie! Nuclear war -huh! Erics POV!
    Your are an excellent writer – so many ideas.
    This will be a long night for me – once started reading one of your stories, there is no stopping.

  52. lilydragonsblood says:

    love the scenario of a post-nuclear earth……your imagination knows no bounds!…..intrigued!…..

  53. post apocalyptic Earth? Awesome… You have quite an imagination! Very good story

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