So, here's the final "Sookie and the Beast" chapter – betaed by the lovely Charhamblin. I tried to keep it as "Beauty and the Beast" as possible; while, at the same time, I kept adding as much Southern Vampire Mysteries' details as I could. Anyway, thank you for taking the time to read this story (oh, and if you haven't yet, go and check my other story). Love you all. Hugs from Portugal, Célia
It had been a week, and I hadn't yet been able to bring my sister back. When I had been freed that night, and brought home, I had immediately grabbed my phone, so I could call the police. But that was when I remembered the monster's threat of killing Sookie if I was to tell anyone. However, I couldn't not do anything. And I sure had to tell someone.
And so, I immediately dropped the phone and instead I drove to Merlotte's.
"Help, someone help me!" I said as soon as I arrived there.
"Jason?" Sam Merlotte, the owner, said.
"Please! Please, I need your help! He's got her. He's got her locked in the dungeon," I answered, coughing.
"Who? What are you talking about?" Sam asked.
"He's drunk again," Dawn, a waitress, immediately said.
"He's completely wasted, as always," Arlene, another waitress, added, not a second later.
But I wouldn't let it be, and so I said, "Sookie. We must go. N-not a minute to lose!"
And that was when William Compton moved towards me, "Whoa! Slow down, Jason. Who's got Sookie locked in a dungeon?"
"A beast! A horrible, monstrous beast!"
"So completely drunk again. What was it tonight, Jason? Whiskey? Gin? Vodka? Or just cheap wine?", some guy said.
But I didn't care about what they said, or thought. And so I went from person to person, pleading my case, until I was thrown down to the floor, at Bill's feet. And a moment of silence later, the whole bar started laughing and mocking me.
"Is is a big beast?" Dawn asked, laughing out loud.
"Huge," I said, remembering the blond monster's height.
"With sharp, cruel fangs?" Arlene asked, as amused with the whole situation as Dawn.
"Yes, yes," I told her before I looked at Bill Compton. He was obviously the strongest and most influential man in the town. And I knew that he liked Sookie. If anyone would help me, it would be him. "Will you help me?"
"All right, you drunk fool. We'll help you," he answered me.
"You will? Oh, thank you, thank you!"
But then, two of Bill's old cronies just picked me up and help me out by throwing me through the door while mustering, "Crazy drunk Jason. You're always good for a laugh."
I then left the bar, and I went to the police station. But once there, I wasn't taken any more into consideration than at Merlotte's. I guess that my past drunken nights had rendered me unbelievable in the town.
Over the next few days, I kept trying to make people believe me. But I didn't succeed, especially because on the following day, Sam Merlotte received a letter from Sookie saying that she had decided to go and visit our cousin Hadley in New Orleans for a few days. In the letter, "Sookie" said that she'd be back by the end of the month.
However, I knew best.
I knew that Sookie would never leave like that. Besides, we hadn't heard form Hadley in over four years. The letter had to be that monster's doing. And it bothered me that no one believed me.
Exactly one week after that night, I decided that I'd go to Sookie all by myself. But that was when I felt a deep pain inside my chest, and I fell. It was my kidneys again, and that time there was no one there to give me my pills. I feared that I'd die and that Sookie would have to be with that monster forever.
In the last few days, I had met a very different Eric from that first night. Yes, he was still cold to the touch, and he almost always had his fangs out, but he was also gentle, and nice, and caring. And if I'm to tell the truth, I was already missing him from the first second after I left his house. But Jason needed me, and so I drove as quickly as I could back to Bon Temps.
And as soon as I arrived at Jason's, I immediately grabbed his medications and I made him swallow a couple. In less than a minute, Jason opened his eyes.
"Jason?" I whispered.
"It's all right, Jason. I'm home."
Jason immediately hugged me, while whispering, "I thought I'd never see you again."
"I missed you so much."
"But the beast," Jason said. And it pained me that he was calling Eric that. Despite the fact that I had thought the same thing, less than a week before. "How did you escape?"
"I didn't escape, Jason. He let me go."
"That horrible beast?" Jason asked.
"But he's different, now. He's changed somehow," I answered. And I couldn't stop my lips from smiling when I remembered Eric's face.
And that was when we both heard someone knocking on the door. I left Jason on the couch and I opened it, before I asked, "My I help you?"
It was an ugly man, and he had a truly sinister air about him. "I've come to collect your brother," he said, stepping aside to show me an Asylum D'Loons ambulance behind him.
"My brother?" I asked.
"Don't worry Miss," he said. "We'll take good care of him."
"My brother's not crazy," I said, appalled at what was happening there.
"He was raving like a lunatic, last week," Dawn said emerging from a crowd that I hadn't even noticed that was there before.
"We all heard him," Arlene added a second later, "We all heard him, didn't we?"
And then all bystanders yelled a loud "yeah!"
"No, I won't let you," I screamed back. "My brother's not crazy!"
"He's a crazy, drunken man. The County decided to commit him to the Asylum so he'll stop drinking and get better," someone yelled.
And that was when I heard Jason. He had left the couch and moved towards the door, "Sookie?"
"Ah, Jason. Tell us again, you fool drunk, just how big was the beast?" One of Bill Compton's friends asked from the crowd.
"Well, he was...that is...enormous. I'd say at least six, no, more like seven feet," Jason answered before the crowd immediately laughed at him.
"Well, you don't get much crazier than that," the other of Bill Compton's sidekicks said.
"It's true, I tell you," Jason insisted.
And then the old guy from the asylum waved his arms and then his orderlies moved in and picked Jason up. "Take him away," he said while Jason begged for the man to let him go.
And that was when Bill Compton, who had been watching from the sides, took a couple of steps towards us, and stood right there.
"No, you can't do this," I said to all of them.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Poor Sookie," Bill said, "It's a shame about your brother."
"You know he's not crazy, Bill," I told him.
"I might be able to clear up this little misunderstanding, if...," Bill answered.
"If you marry me."
"What?" I asked. That again? Why was he insisting on that?
"One little word, Sookie. That's all it takes," he said smiling.
And that was when I realized that that whole situation was probably Bill's fault. He had probably talked to the County people, and he had arranged everything so they'd take Jason. And because he knew how important my brother was to me, he also thought that I'd fall into his blackmail.
And it bothered me. It freaking bothered me. "Never," I screamed at him.
"Have it your way," he said while he turned away slowly, playing hard to get.
"Sookie?" Jason then yelled as he was being thrown into the ambulance.
I immediately ran back to the house, grabbed my big purse and brought it with me towards the door. And then, I took Eric's magic mirror from there. "My brother's not crazy and I can prove it," I said without even stopping to think about what I was doing. I then moved my face from the crowd to the mirror, and I said, "Show me him."
And, like earlier that night, the magic mirror shone again, and then produced an image of Eric. He was destroying the living room's furniture. He roared and the mirror showed his fangs, as I immediately heard "ooh's" and "aahh's" from the people there.
"Is it dangerous?" Dawn asked.
"Oh, no. He'd never hurt anyone," I answered, trying to reassure her. "Please, I know he looks vicious, but he's kind and gentle. He's my friend."
"If I didn't know better, I'd think that you had feelings for this monster," Bill answered me.
"He's no monster Bill," I told him. And as soon as I remembered his attempt at blackmailing me, I added, "You are."
"She's as crazy as her brother," Bill said taking the mirror from my hand, and then moving his back to me, he addressed the crowd, "The beast will make off with your children. He'll come after them in the night."
"No," I yelled.
But Bill didn't care about my yell, and he kept talking, and scaring everyone, "We're not safe 'til we kill him."
And, much to my awe, the crowd cheered Bill's suggestion of killing Eric.
"We're not safe until he's dead."
"He'll come stalking us at night!"
Bill's two friends said. As always, they'd agree with whatever Bill would say.
"Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite," Arlene added. And I just wanted to say that all the bad men that she brought to her house were much more dangerous to her kids than Eric. But I did not even had time to say it because someone else yelled, "He'll wreak havoc on Bon Temps, if we let him wander free."
And that was when Bill interfered again, "So it's time to take some action, boys.
It's time to follow me!"
"No, I won't let you do this," I interjected.
"Where is the monster?" Bill then asked.
"I won't say."
At that exact moment, Bill forcefully grabbed my purse and took it from my hands. It was still open, and so Bill had no problem taking my car keys from there. He then threw it to some guy, who was behind him, telling him loudly, "Go check if her GPS system saved her last destination."
And then I wondered if it had indeed… Was my GPS turned on or off? If it was on, it would have saved the last place where the car had stopped… I tried to remember: was it on or off? The last time I had used it was when I had tried to find Fangtasia. Because it was in a somewhat new shopping strip mall, my GPS hadn't recognized the street. But, had I turned it off or left it running?
"No Bill, let him be; he doesn't deserve this. Eric's a good man," I begged while we waited for Bill's henchman to check my car.
"Eric? So this fangy beast has a name?"
"Please, let him be," I whispered.
"Tell me who he is and where he is," he screamed. Because I had just whispered, Bill's yells sounded even louder.
"She's parked in Shreveport, next to a Toys R Us, before she headed to another part of Shreveport… But there's nothing there according to the car system," Bill's aide said from my car. He, too, was yelling. The then walked towards us, with my GPS on his hands.
"What was there Sookie? Why were you in a Toys R Us?" Bill asked me.
By then, I was almost crying, but I still managed to say to the crowd, "No, please. Let us be in peace. All of us. He won't hurt any of you."
"She's lying," I heard someone's voice who I didn't recognized scream.
"Yeah, she's lying," someone else's screamed back, before he added, "She had probably been to Fangtasia, that spooky bar right next to Shreveport's Toys R Us."
I couldn't stand any more, and so I just yelled a scared "no" towards the crowd.
"Tell us Sookie, Is that were you where?"
"I won't say," I repeated my previous words to Bill.
"Is… is it true? Is it Fangtasia's owner? You've been there? I've heard tales about him. About the beast of Shreveport. How he practices the occult and is a Satan's follower… Only a Satan's follower would have fangs and such a magic mirror. And the gossip about Fangtasia's owner… He's told to be a beast… But I've always thought that they were just lies… Apparently, the beast is real." Bill said.
"No. Stop Bill, just stop."
"And this other place that the car marks? Is there where you've been for the past week?"
"I won't tell you anything Bill," I said with as much disdain as I could. But the whole effect of my voice was counter-done by the tears that had started falling down my checks. Eric was in danger. And it was all my fault.
"He's there, isn't he?"
"No," I answered. But, again, my tears showed that I was just too nervous, and they gave away my lie.
"She's lying again," Bill communicated to the crowd, "He beast lives there."
"No, I won't let you do this," I interjected again.
"If you're not with us, you're against us," Bill immediately answered. "Bring the drunken fool," he then said to the men that were still holding Jason.
"Get your hands off me!," my brother said while both he and I were forced inside his house, before Bill somehow managed to grab a rope and locked our door with it from the outside.
"We can't have them running off to warn the creature!" Bill yelled to the crowd.
"Let us out," I screamed. But both Bill and everyone else were still moving away from here.
However, I could still hear Bill's voice, "We'll rid Shreveport and Bon Temps of this beast. Who's with me?" And then, a chorus of "I am's" came from the crowd.
And that was when I moved towards Jason, "I have to warn him. This is my entire fault. Oh, Jason. What are we going to do?"
"Now, now," my brother said, before he added, "We'll think of something."
And it felt good, Jason's confidence. But when a minute later I tried to open the door, I didn't manage it. William's Compton rope was definitely doing a good job, in keeping the door locked from the outside. We would have to break a window. But how would I warn Eric? Bill had taken my car keys… There was no way to go back there. And when I realized it, I felt even worse than before, and only one thought crossed my mind. Eric.
Sookie had left earlier that night, and I had already told Pam and the others about it. And they were almost as sad as I was. In fact, they were so gloomy, that they had decided to stay at the house that night, and not open the bar.
I was in my bedroom, or rather, on its balcony. But I could still hear them downstairs.
"He was so close… I wonder why he let her go," I heard Maxwell Lee's voice. Or rather, his hopeless, sad voice.
"After all this time, he's finally learned to love," Pam answered him.
"That's it, then. That should break the spell," Clancy added.
"But it's not enough. She has to love him in return," Dahlia replied. And she too, had hopelessness and sadness in her voice. And I could understand why. Sookie was way too beautiful and perfect. And not even her tender-heart would make her love a beast like me. My only solace was the fact that she had awaken deep feelings inside me; and that because of her, I now knew what it was to love someone.
"And now it's too late," I heard Clancy say a second later.
"I knew it, I knew it was foolish to get our hopes up," Maxwell Lee said.
"Maybe it would have been better if she had never come at all," Clancy added.
And that was when I heard them all running towards the window, and Pam's voice, "Could it be? Has she come back?" And I immediately felt better. Could it be, indeed?
But then I heard Dahlia's word. "Oh, God. Humans. Invaders."
"Tell the Master," Pam's voice said.
And in just a few minutes, Indira entered my room. "Pardon me, master," she said.
"Leave me in peace," I replied, weakly.
"But sir, the house is under attack!"
"Ohh," I mumbled feebly.
"What shall we do, master?" she insisted.
But I could only, very sadly, reply, "It doesn't matter now. Just let them come." And I really meant it. In only one week, I had completely fallen for Sookie. And I knew that I would never be the same as before, and that without her, there was no reason to live. In fact, I would even be thankful for a final death.
And so, Indira closed the door, and left. And not five minutes later, I started hearing fighting sounds from downstairs. But I still didn't care. I moved towards the balcony again, and I watched the moon, unable to go downstairs, and just wishing to be left alone, missing Sookie.
However, my wish for loneliness wasn't granted. And soon, a tall, dark-haired man entered my room and moved towards the balcony, where I was. And somehow, it was as if the man knew who I was. Or rather, what I was. And how to kill me. Because instead of a knife or a gun, he was caring a crossbow, and took aim at me.
I then looked up at him, but I still couldn't care. Not even for my life. And so I looked back down in sadness again. But that was when the man released a wood-arrow and it struck me in the shoulder. And I could only scream in pain, and wished that he'd shot me in my heart so I'd finally die.
"Hah, hah, hah," the man laughed out loud, while he cornered me on the edge of the roof. But I simply sat there in despair, because I had lost all hope of ever seeing Sookie again.
However, the guy apparently didn't like my un-resistance, and he yelled at me, "Get up! Get up! What's the matter, Beast? Too kind and gentle to fight back?"
I kept looking down, ignoring him, while he walked into the foreground and broke off a piece of the roof. He was about to smash it on my head when something unthinkable happened and Sookie's voice drifted up. She was in the garden, and she yelled to the guy, telling him to stop. "No," she said.
And you know what? Hearing her voice gave me new life, and I whispered her name back, even though I knew that there was no way that she would hear me, "Sookie."
"Bill, don't," she screamed towards the balcony. So, apparently, the man's name was Bill.
But Bill didn't care about what Sookie said, because he then tried to hit me. However, Sookie's presence had made me want to live again, and I caught the weapon in my hand, before I rose up and roared in that man's face. And that was when we proceeded to fight on the rooftop.
I had just shoved that guy to his knees, when he asked, "Were you in love with her, beast? Did you honestly think she'd want you when she had someone like me?" And that made me stop again, and the guy used that moment to shoot another wood-arrow, that hit my stomach. "It's over, beast! Sookie is mine!" he said.
And that was the moment when I decided that that guy had to die. I knew that Sookie would never be mine. I was a monster, after all. But she sure as hell wouldn't belong to that guy either. And so, I picked him up by the neck and I hold him out over the edge of the roof.
But the guy pleaded with me. "Put me down. Put me down. Please, don't hurt me! I'll do anything! Anything," he said.
And in what was undoubtly the most uncharacteristic moment of my existence in the last nine years, since I had been turned a monster, I immediately felt my anger slowly melting off from my face, and a look of compassion returning. I then pulled the man, Bill, back onto the roof.
"Get out," I told him, shoving him to the ground, right before I saw Sookie coming out on a close balcony.
"Eric," she said.
"Sookie," I answered, while I began to climb and reaching towards the balcony where she was. "Sookie? You came back," I added when I was almost next to her.
The most passionate stare happened then, and I could almost feel Sookie's glare inside my unbeating heart. But our moment was immediately interrupted when Bill sneaked up and stabbed me in the back, while I could only roar in pain because I could really feel that the knife was made of silver. And then Bill pulled the knife out and held it back for another shot. But as soon as I started to fall, I knocked him off his balance. And right then, Sookie reached forward and pulled me back, while Bill fell off from that third floor, and hit the floor.
Sookie then helped me onto the balcony, where I laid down on the floor.
"You came back," I repeated.
"Of course I came back. I couldn't let them... Oh this is my entire fault. If only I'd gotten here sooner," she answered.
"Maybe it's better this way," I told her.
"Don't talk like that. You'll be all right. We're together now. Everything's going to be fine. You'll see."
"At least I got to see you one... last...time," I managed to say while she pulled my hand up to her face. I hoped that she could feel the love that I felt for her. I hold my hand towards Sookie's cheek, and I touched her there for a second, but then I felt my body losing all its strength.
My head fell back, and I closed my eyes.
When Bill Compton and all the others left I felt almost desperate until we managed to break a window and leave the house. And after I had explained Eric and everything else to Jason, he told me that Eric had actually allowed Jason to bring his pick-up truck back home when he had released him. I immediately begged him for his car keys, and then I ran, alone, to his car, despite Jason's words that he wanted to go there with me. However, he was still very fragile from what had happened earlier that night, and I had insisted that he should stay there.
I drove as fast as Jason's truck would take me to Eric's. And when I got there, I saw that Bill Compton was about to kill him, and I could only scream a very meaningful "No," before I ran inside. And as soon as I got there, I saw Pam and all the others glamouring all of Bon Temps people that had gone there to kill Eric. But I just didn't care about any of that, and I ran upstairs.
Minutes later, when Eric saw me, he moved towards me, and whispered my name, smiling. And I could only smile back at him. But that was when Bill stabbed him and I really felt that I'd lose Eric. However, I somehow managed to pull him inside, and I even managed to tell him that everything was going to be fine; though I feared that it wouldn't.
"At least I got to see you one... last...time," Eric said while I pulled his hand up to my cheek. Eric then held it there for a second, before his head fell back, and he closed his eyes. I immediately dropped his hand and put my hand to my mouth because I couldn't really believe that I was here, watching Eric die.
"No, no! Please! Please! Please don't leave me," I yelled to Eric's body, while I cried. He was strange, he had fangs, and he was cold to the touch. But I couldn't even imagine the world without him. In just a week, he had become the most important person in my life. He was my friend and he meant everything to me. "I love you," I whispered.
"He's gone," I suddenly heard Pam's voice. I hadn't even noticed that she was there, but she was. Along with Maxwell, Clancy, Indira, Dahlia and Long Shadow.
"The rose," Clancy then added, pointing at the flower that I had seen on my first night at that house. And I too, looked at it and I saw the last petal fall off the rose. They all immediately looked down at the floor, and I dropped my head towards Eric's chest, and continued crying.
I could feel Pam and the others watching me as I sobbed over Eric's body. But I didn't care. I just cared that I had lost my best friend and the only man that had made me feel someone more than a simple waitress from a small town.
But then, something happened, because suddenly, one beam of light shone right next to us, like a shooting star. What was it? Then another came. And another, and another. And finally, I stopped crying for a second. All of a sudden, I felt Pam's hands grabbing me and pulling me away from Eric and those beams of light.
And then something incredible happened, because Eric rose up into the air, magically and began to turn. And, somehow, he was enveloped in a cloud of light. He then roared towards the sky, that was breaking dawn. And suddenly, Eric's fangs disappeared and he fell to the floor, trying to breath. He turned towards me and he was… it was as if his cheeks were rosy. But Eric had always been completely pale.
"Sookie! It's me," he said touching my face.
But he was warm, and Eric's touch had always been cold. So I could only look at him, skeptically, until I saw the blue eyes, and oh my God!, I instantly knew that it was the same Eric from before. "It is you," I said.
Eric immediately grabbed me, and twisted me around, before he kissed me. And you know what? Eric kissed me like he had had a thousand years to practice. Yes, it was that perfect. And that was the exact moment when the sun rose, and Pam and all the others immediately started laughing and crying at the same time, while they said how happy they were to be allowed to be out in the sun.
"Pam! Long Shadow! Dahlia! Look at us," Eric said smiling the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.
"Oh my goodness," Indira said.
"It's a miracle," Maxwell added.
"No, it's no miracle," Eric answered, looking at me as if I was the most incredible thing he had ever seen. "It's Sookie, she is the miracle," he said smiling, before he picked me up and swung me around, just like the Prince Charming had done in all the fairytales I had read when I was a child. And right then and there, I was sure that, like the heroines of my childhood and as long as I had Eric, I too, would be happy ever after.
Tale as old as time / True as it can be
Barely even friends / Then somebody bends / Unexpectedly.
Just a little change / Small to say the least
Both a little scared / Neither one prepared / Beauty and the beast.
Ever just the same / Ever a surprise
Ever as before / Ever just as sure / As the sun will rise
Tale as old as time / Tune as old as song
Bittersweet and strange / Finding you can change / Learning you were wrong
Certain as the sun / Rising in the east
Tale as old as time / Song as old as rhyme / Beauty and the beast.
Tale as old as time / Song as old as rhyme /Beauty and the beast.
~The End ~
I hope you've enjoyed reading this. And please, please, please review. :) See you next story. Célia
"Can You Feel the Love Tonight" is a song from Disney's 1994 animated film, The Lion King, composed by Elton John with lyrics by Tim Rice. It won the 1994 Academy Award for Best Original Song, and the Golden Globe Award for Best Original Song. It also earned Elton John the Grammy Award for Best Male Pop Vocal Performance.