𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌
❝like a moth to a flame, she always returns to me❞
Dakota Elkins is no stranger to the supernatural with her being a telepath and vampires out of the coffin, but when one winds his way into her cousins...
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IT WAS A PAIN SHE HAD NEVER EXPERIENCED BEFORE AND ONE SHE FELT SHE COULD ONLY MANAGE FOR SO LONG BEFORE SHE'D COMBUST. Dakota couldn't even remember how she got back inside but she knew that her fangs were out and both Sookie and Holly were trying to stop the bleeding.
"A fucking vampire?" It was Roy who had spoken and the rest of the humans inside shot her a concerned look, Tara taking a step back cautiously. "The fuck did you do to it?"
"She will suffer," said Marnie, looking at the woman with disdain as she bled over the hardwood floors. "like they're all supposed to."
"Stop this!" demanded Sookie, frantically as she looked from her injured cousin to the witch. "You're killing her! Marnie, I know deep down you don't want to hurt anyone. Please, stop this!"
"I don't think I will." shrugged Marnie, glancing around the room. "The abomination will die when I want her to die. Those vamps outside don't care for anyone in here. There is no negotiating with them. They see weakness, and I am not weak."
"Sure as shit ain't." said Roy proudly, hands in his hips. "You fried that one fanger like a moth in a bug zapper! That was fucking awesome!"
"Yeah," agreed Marnie before she barked to Sookie and Holly. "move her or i'll swear i'll make her blood boil."
Dakota struggled in their grip as they took hold of both her arms and slid her away from the middle of the room toward the side. Her tanned skin had gotten significantly paler and she felt hot to the touch as if she was running a fever and she felt as if Marnie was already trying to boil the blood that was left within her body.
"Eric," she breathed, in a daze as her head lolled to the side and onto Holly's lap. "I want Eric."
Sookie watched in distress as Marnie kneeled beside the pool of Dakota's blood and slowly waved her hand over the substance. The telepath had no idea what was happening inside her mind, only Latin phrases as Marnie said, "Show me the present," and she seemed pleased by whatever it was she saw. "Show me the future."
"No!" she cried, falling backwards as she crawled away from the pool of blood. Her hand touched her forehead for a moment before she messily got back to her feet. "Uh, the vampires are planning on murdering us all. Quickly, form a circle." No one made a move to help her and she furrowed her brows. "I saw it. Here in the blood. If we do nothin', we're signing our own death warrants."
Again, no one made a move to help her and she pointed a finger toward the front door, furiously at her group of wiccans. "They have no regard for our lives. So just join me now."
Holly carefully slid out from underneath Dakota, and Sookie carefully moved her head toward her own lap. The bleeding had stopped, but she couldn't imagine there was much left within her cousin. Dakota was shaking like a leaf, running a high fever and her breathing was ragged.
