Not Your Damsel (Hiatus)

Chapter 10

(I don't own True Blood or its cast. I only own Lillia and Ethan Compton and their story)

(Blood, swearing)

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Malcolm and Diane groan and moan as they suck on Lillia's body. They detach themselves from her and laugh while walking away. Bill watched them as they looked high and energetic.

"Bill, I don't know what your family did, but they made nector of the gods in this one"

Malcolm bit onto her arm with a cup under the bite mark. Letting the blood flow from herself into the cup. He walked over to Bill and handed him the cup as Diane danced ontop of the coffee table. Lillia was in and out of it as they took so much of her blood. She watched as a fuzzy Bill took the cup. He looked at it and then at Lillia.

"Come on Bill, I know you have been curious as to why we can't smell her. It's hiding such....such!"

"Ecstasy!!"

Diane shouted before speeding to Lillia. Malcolm stopped her before she could bit her again.

"We don't want to drain her in one go. Plus Bill still has yet to taste her."

"Fuck that! She killed Liam!"

Malcolm held onto Diane's face while gently rubbing her cheek.

"And that punishment will be dealt with."

"She works for Eric Northman...he will be wondering where she is"

Both Malcolm and Diane laugh at Bill as he places the cup down.

"Eric caring for a human? Bill I know this is your desendent, but to spread lies?"

"Dont mistake the situation, that Breather and her offspring mean nothing to me. I just don't want to anger Eric"

Lillia even though was out of it, felt betrayed. She knew that they weren't on the greatest of terms, but they were family. Of course she should have known better. A tear falls down her face as they all get ready to die for the day. They haven't given her any of there blood, but with the saliva they have, helped clot the blood. There was another human in the room, but once they had a taste of Lillia he was ingored by everyone but Bill. When the other two went down, Bill pulled out his phone and listened to Sookie's voice-mail. He knew he needed to leave now. He got up and ready to leave as he passed Lillia's bitten up body. He stared at her for a moment before speeding out the nest.

Light shines through the windows hitting Lillia's face. She slowly blinked as she felt like she was underwater. The sound of glass shattering made her slowly get up. It all happened in moments as the home became ablazed. As the rednecks ran away they all heard screaming from the burning building.

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Her body slammed against a wooden table as she gasped out in pain. Her brown eyes widen in pain as she looks around a wooden building. A sword was soon in her face as she looked up. Her breathing still catching up as an older man in a crown pointed a long sword in her face.

"Fuck"

Lillia wheezed out while holding her hands up. The man talked to her in a language she didn't know.