Chapter 19: Break

*Warning: Contains strong language*

Summer stared at Austen and came to the realization that somebody was missing…Eric. She expected him to be the one who saved her and not Austen. Eric would go to the ends of the world to save her. She also wondered why Austen, her ex-boyfriend from high school, was back in Louisiana. She hadn’t seen him since their first year of community college. He never gave her a reason as to why he left. Ever since then, she was always resented Austen. He was her first true love and he just abandoned her. She had always thought that maybe it was because of her special talent. But none of that mattered now.

Summer: Where is Eric?

Austen: The Tribunal has him under arrest.

Summer: Why?

Austen: For what he did to Lucian.

Summer: That son-of-a-bitch seems to get away with everything. But that will soon end.

Austen: Remind me to never get on your bad side.

Summer: Why are you here?

Austen: I saved you.

Summer: I know that. Why are you here in Louisiana?

Austen: I have business here.

Summer: Doesn’t matter. I need to get to the Tribunal.

She stood up from the couch just as Sookie strolled through the front door with Bill trolling right behind her. As Sookie noticed her dead sister standing in her living room, she dropped her purse on the floor and darted towards her. She immediately wrapped her arms around Summer. Sookie then let’s go of her sister and immediately hugs Austen.

Sookie: Thank you, so much.

Austen: It was pretty easy actually.

Bill: I am glad to see that you’re alright.

Summer: Thanks. Now I need to get going.

Sookie: Wait…what? (Confused)

Sookie stood in front of Summer, stopping her from going anywhere. She knew that her now dead sister was stronger than her and could easily get passed her, but she didn’t care. Ever since Summer’s death, Summer hasn’t been anywhere near her or Jason. Sookie understood why, but she hated it anyways. It just seemed like an unfair situation. All she wanted was her sister back or even just want her sister to visit her a little more. Bill stood behind Sookie, protectively, making sure that Summer didn’t do anything that would jeopardize Sookie’s safety.

Summer: I need to go back to the Tribunal and convince the magister to release Eric.

Sookie: They’re just going to bury you in that coffin again.

Summer: I have to help Eric. He tried to help me and look where he wound up because of it.

Sookie: Austen, do something (sounding upset)
Austen: Summer, listen to your sister. I just helped you escape from there and now you want to go back?

Summer sat back down on the couch to contemplate what she should do. She had to develop some sort of plan instead of going in there blind. Eric taught her that. Sookie sat down next to her and grabbed her hand.

Sookie: Thank-you (smiling).
Summer knew how hard things are recently for her sister. She felt bad she hasn’t spent more time with her. It’s just that she is still not completely comfortable around humans. When she gets near one, all her senses go into full overdrive and she can’t even concentrate. All she hears is a heart beat and notices nothing except the vein in their neck pulsate. Even the smell of a human is intoxicating. So intoxicating that it’s hard to keep her fangs from coming out. Summer is just trying to protect her sister and brother from herself. Her eyes then open widely as a thought comes into her mind.

Summer: I think maybe the Queen can help. I think she may have some dirt on Lucian. That night at the Halloween party, it seemed like she new him. Maybe not as the King of Georgia.

Austen: I don’t think that’s a good idea.
Summer: I really don’t care what you think right now. You’re scared of her.

Austen: Am not.

Summer: Then why are you worried about her ripping your throat out?

Austen: How do you know that? Not that I am though.

Summer: Remember how I use to always pass my tests in high school?

Austen: Yeah, why?

Summer: Some of the time, I was just cheating. Mentally.

Austen looked at her, confused. He wasn’t exactly sure why, but he always suspected that both Summer and Sookie were special when he was younger. Now that his ex-girlfriend was a Vampire, he wasn’t exactly sure what to expect next.

Summer: I’m a telepath. Have been since I was a toddler.

Austen: That explains a lot. (Pause) Really?

Sookie: It’s true. I’m one, too.

Austen didn’t know how to process what he had just heard. It wasn’t exactly what he would of guessed, but it did explain how she knew what he was thinking and how she knew the answers to everything in high school. Was she reading his mind now, he wondered. He didn’t actually want to take her to Queen Sophie Anne, but Summer was very persistent and he knew that she wouldn’t back down. The one thing he wouldn’t do is piss off another Vampire. Especially one that is a newborn.

Austen: When do you want me to take you to Queen Sophie?

Summer: Wow, you gave in fast.

Austen: I don’t have the energy to argue with a Vampire. It’s a fight I will never win.

Summer: Wow, that’s sad.

Austen: I will take you there tomorrow night.

Summer: (chuckling under her breath) It’s still early. We’re going now.

Sookie: Why?

Summer: You would do the same for Bill, so don’t even try to stop me. (Now looking at Austen) If you won’t take me tonight, then I will go by myself.

Sookie: Summer, please just stay and relax. Austen just rescued you. Eric isn’t going anywhere.

Summer: Eric doesn’t have time. It will take most of my time to convince Queen Sophie to help me talk to the Tribunal. Maybe she has some dirt on Lucian.

Austen: Summer, listen to your sister. I promise we will handle this ordeal tomorrow night.

Summer: I thought you said you didn’t have enough energy to argue with a Vampire? Yet you’re still arguing with one. Fuck this shit.

She gets up off the couch and faster than the blink of an eye, Summer ran out of the house. Sookie and Austen noticed the front door was swung open.

Austen: Damn it.

Austen stood up and quickly stepped out onto the front porch. He looked around and both his rental car and Sookie’s car was still parked in the driveway. So he assumed she ran to Queen Sophie’s, on foot. He quickly trotted down the porch steps towards his black rental car. As he walked around to the driver’s side door, he yanked it open and slid onto the seat. He slammed the door shut and he quickly backed out of the driveway and then sped out onto the main road.

Meanwhile, at Queen Sophie’s mansion, Queen Sophie was lounging in the dayroom wearing a white two piece bathing suit, showing off her pale, snow white complexion. She felt prescience in the room and thought it was Hadley. Sophie sat up, lowering her white, bug-eyed, sun glasses and noticed that it wasn’t Hadley, but her dead cousin, Summer.

Queen Sophie: I see Austen got you out. But wait…how did you get passed my guards?

Summer: I guess they’re not too bright.

Queen Sophie: What do you want? (Leaning back in her lounge chair and pushing up her glasses)

Summer: What do you know about Lucian?

Queen Sophie: Seriously, that’s what you came her for? Sweetie, Sweetie, give it up.

Summer: All I need from you is information on Lucian. That’s all I’m asking.

Queen Sophie: I already told your shifter friend how to help rescue you.

Summer: During Halloween, I could sense that you knew Lucian. Are you trying to tell me that I’m the one lying?

Queen Sophie: Don’t question me, child (getting angry).

Queen Sophie sat up in her lounge chair and placed her sun glasses on top of her head. She could tell that Summer wasn’t going to back down. All she knew was that she wasn’t going to let a child threaten her in her own home. Not without some sort of consequence. Although, she did like Summer’s persistence. She definitely is a loyal offspring. One quality that some offspring’s her age often lack.

Queen Sophie: I advise that you tone down your voice, because I won’t tolerate it.

Summer: You think because you’re the Queen that I give a shit what you say? What, you’re like 500 years old? How do you even qualify as a “Queen”? Eric is way older than you. And I’m giving you one last chance to tell me what you know about Lucian.

Queen Sophie: Bite your tongue, child. I won’t tell you again (getting angry).

Summer could feel the fury build up inside and could no longer contain it. In a flash, Summer had appeared in front of Queen Sophie and had pinned her down onto the lounge chair with her fangs exposed.

Summer: I’m tired of your bullshit. Now tell me what you know!

Queen Sophie: (her fangs now exposed) I like my women on top.

Summer: You are just as bad as he is.

Queen Sophie forcefully pushes Summer off of her, sending her flying back and into the pool. Summer swam to the surface and over towards the edge of the pool. She pulled herself up out of the pool, dripping wet with her fangs still exposed. She noticed Queen Sophie with a satisfied grin on her face, which made Summer snap. Like a blur, Summer had darted over towards Sophie and tackled her out of the lounge chair and onto the cold floor. Queen Sophie began snickering, quite enjoying the little hissy fit of Summer’s. Summer wanted to rip her throat out, but she would be in a more worse and difficult situation.

Queen Sophie: I love your dedication, but your one stupid girl.

Summer: Who’s got who pinned down?

Queen Sophie: You’re quite funny and adorable. Maybe I will have you be my pet.

Sophie grabbed the sides of Summer’s arms and quickly flipped her to where she was the one pinned to the floor and Sophie was now on top of her.

Sophie: Now who’s got who pinned?

Summer: What exactly is the Tribunal going to think when they hear that their Queen let two innocent Vampires get punished because her ego got in the way?

Queen Sophie: You are really testing my patience.

Summer: Go ahead…do it.

Queen Sophie: Watch it, child, or I will rip your fangs out from your gums one by one and use them as charms for my bracelet.

Summer: You are becoming a waste of my fucking time.

Summer violently and forcefully pushed Queen Sophie off of her. Like a violent tornado, Summer was up off the floor and out of the dayroom. Sophie glanced over at the front entrance and noticed the doors wide open. Her two, twin body guards poked their heads inside and noticed their master on the floor.

At Sookie’s house, Summer was in her old bedroom, raiding through her closet for some dry clothes. Austen then barges into her room, closing the door behind them. He had went to Queen Sophie’s only to discover that Summer had already left and that the Queen was very pissed off. Austen noticed Summer raiding through the closet and throwing clothes onto the floor that she didn’t like.

Austen: Are you trying to end up back in that damn coffin?! (Angry)

Summer: She’ll get over it.

Austen: So was it at least worth it?

Summer: Nope.

Summer took a pair of jeans and a pink sequence tank top and tossed it onto her bed. She then began pulling her wet shirt up over her arms and head and then dropping it onto the floor below. Austen averted his eyes as she began unzipping the back of her tight fitting black skirt and letting it slide down her legs and onto the floor. Summer stood in front of him in nothing but a pair of black, lacey panties and a black bra. She could tell that Austen was trying not to look and kind of snickered.

Summer: It’s not like you haven’t seen me half-naked before.

Austen: That was several years ago. We’re much older now.

Summer: That’s one advantage of being dead. I’ll never age. I’ll look like this forever.

Austen: So now what’s your plan? I know you have one (still not looking at her)

Summer: You sure do change the subject a lot.

She walked towards him and slowly began pressing her body up against his and smelling his neck.

Summer: Did you miss me? (Whispering)

Austen: Yes (in a low voice).

Summer: Do you want me? (Whispering)

Austen tried not to respond and assumed that she was playing some sort of twisted mind game on him. He felt her cold lips on his neck. He wanted to push her away but he had always loved her. Even though she was the living dead, he still had strong feelings for her. He knew coming back to Louisiana would bring those feelings back. As her lips were an inch from his, he tried leaning in for a kiss, but she instantly pushed him back.

Summer: You’re a fuckin’ idiot. I’m a Vampire. I’ll never be that girl you once knew.

Austen: You’re right. Vampires and Shifters are a bad mix, plus we don’t exactly get along.

Summer: Tell Sookie that I’m going to the Tribunal and I’ll visit her tomorrow night.

She quickly put on her jeans and top and faster than Austen could blink, Summer was out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out of the house.

In the middle of a desert, where the Vampire Tribunal took place, a trial was going on when Summer pushed her way to the front, making herself seen by the Magister. He noticed her and the crowd behind her went silent.

Magister: You are stupid to have come back.

Summer: Release Eric and I will voluntarily go back to my coffin for the next five years.

Magister: You may be stupid, but you are a very loyal offspring. But what he did was a crime. A crime should never be left unpunished.

Summer: Lucian has got all of you tangled up in his web. I thought you of all people weren’t gullible. Is it because he’s a King?

Magister: What’s your point, Ms Stackhouse? I have a trail to judge.

Summer: You have to know that Lucian is lying to you. He bribed Steve Newlin to kidnapped Eric so that it looked as if the Church had something to do with it, when it was really Lucian. He was torching Eric. Isn’t that a crime that needs to be punished?

Magister: You do make a convincing argument.

The Magister waved over his enforcer, Luisa and she approached him. He leaned down and began whispering to her. She nodded and walked passed Summer and through the crowd. Luisa began speaking with one of the guards.

A little over a half hour later, in the wee hours of the night, Eric was hand-cuffed, standing next to Summer on one side and on the other side of her was Lucian and his fellow servant. The Magister had called for both Eric and Lucian to come forward so that he could straighten this story out.

Magister: I am getting really sick and tired of this back and for worth stuff. I will get to the truth.

Lucian: Magister, why are you listening to what they have to say? Clearly they are lying. They would love nothing but to see me rot inside one of those coffins.

Magister: You seem really defensive, Mr. Drakos.

Lucian: It’s King Julian Drakos to you.

Magister: In this court, we don’t really care who you are. My job is to find the truth and then punish those that deserve it.

Lucian: Then punish them already and we could be done with this.

Summer: See how eager he is.

Lucian: Shut up, bitch.

Eric: Watch your mouth, jävla idioter {fucking idiot in Swedish}.

Magister: Enough out of all of you!! I don’t want you to speak unless spoken to. Do you all understand?! (Getting angry)

Everyone nodded their heads in response. One thing the Magister did not tolerate in his court was people speaking out of turn. It was one of his main pet peeves. He glanced down at his black berry to see the information he had stored in there. Slowly he lifted his head back up, looking at them.

Magister: There is some very interesting information given by both of you. Not sure who is exactly lying, but I recently have a thorn in my side, provided by this young lady (looking at Summer). She’s very persistent and I can tell that she won’t back down. Her story seems more accurate than yours Drakos. It just seems very strange to me that you would keep yourself hidden from everyone. You don’t even have any body guards and that’s unusual for royalty. Is this perhaps because you’re hiding something from everyone?

Lucian: What the hell would I have to hide? I’m over 2,000 years old.

Magister: More reason for you to lie. You’ve had plenty of time to master it.

Lucian: I see where this is going. I am disgusted that you would think such of thing of me. I should have you removed as Magister.

Eric: Big mistake, kusipää {asshole in Finnish}.

Magister: Don’t ever try to threaten me! (Fangs exposed)

Suddenly Lucian’s butler and loyal servant step forward and everyone looked at him, curious as to way he suddenly stepped forward. Summer was hoping that maybe he would speak the truth and send Lucian to an early grave.

Magister: Do you have something to add?

Butler: My name is Gregory Heinz and I am Julian Drakos butler. Have been for several years. But I’m not whom he thinks I am.

Lucian formed a confused and worried look on his face. He wasn’t exactly for sure what his butler meant by that, but if it was some sort of deception then Lucian would surely have him killed after the Tribunal was over. Nobody double crosses him.

Magister: Alright, go on.

Butler: I am Queen Sophie Anne’s servant. I was told to somehow become Lucian’s servant. She wasn’t aware at the time that he was the King of Georgia but she had heard that Lucian did some things that were against the Vampire code. She wanted to find out exactly what. Well just recently did I witness him committing such a crime.

Magister: So he did have Eric Northman kidnapped?

Butler: Oh, yes. And he had his offspring, Riley torture him.

Magister: How exactly did he torture Mr. Northman?

Lucian: Magister, he is lying. He is just angry that I’ve never given him a more fair position because of his age.

Magister: If you open your mouth one more time, I will have you removed from my court. Continue Mr. Heinz.

Butler: He had Riley inject Mr. Northman with liquefied silver and then he would beat him with silver knuckles.

Magister: That is a very serious crime, Mr. Drakos. It seems like there is a witness to your crime.

Lucian: He is lying. And for this I will punish him.

Summer: Don’t you see how he is? He thinks he’s above everyone else.

Lucian: You stupid, bitch!

Lucian lunged at Summer and tackled her down to the dirt with his hands tightly around her throat and his fangs exposed. Eric, instinctively, brought his cuffs down towards Lucian’s neck and the chain on the cuffs was tightly pressed against Lucian’s throat. He pulled back harder on the cuffs and Lucian was pulled from off of Summer. Summer then punched Lucian on the face. Luisa, the Magister’s enforcer stepped into the middle to stop the fight.

Magister: That is enough! I won’t have this nonsense going on here. I think I’ve heard enough. Julian Drakos, I hereby renounce your thrown from Georgia. I will immediately contact the court and they will decide what your punishment should be.

Lucian: You will regret this.

Luisa then pushed Lucian down to the ground while the Magister made the call to the court. Everyone stood anxiously waiting for what would happen next. After twenty or so, agonizing minutes, the Magister put down his black berry and looked at everyone, who was still silent.

Magister: Lucian, I’ve been advised that I’m allowed to pick your punishment. It seems as though they have heard of you and aren’t exactly fond of you. I’m feeling particularly generous and creative, so I’m going to have Summer kill you.

The Magister waved Luisa over and she walked over towards him. He whispered something to her and then she reached back into the truck bed and pulled out a huge Medieval, executioner, and double bladed axe. She walked over towards them and tossed the axe to Summer. Summer caught it and then looked at the Magister. She didn’t expect that she would have to execute Lucian. Although it did sound tempting.

Summer: It would be better if Eric did it. He was the one kidnapped and tortured.

Magister: Sorry, but I have already decided Lucian’s punishment and who gives him the punishment. Go ahead.

Lucian: You can’t decide my fate. Isn’t that up to the Queen? Plus, I’m not even from here.Magister: It doesn’t matter. I made my judgment.

Summer walked towards Lucian, who was still on his knees and rose up the axe high above her head. Quickly, without even hesitating, she swung the axe down, cutting off Lucian’s head. After his head went rolling across the ground, his body began to shrivel and turn into a pile of wet flesh and blood. Suddenly, Godric appears and everyone goes silent.

To Be Continued….