OOM - Dallas, Texas. Inside The Church of The Fellowship of The Sun

I am here, my child. Down here

He hears the voice inside his head, his body. His heart.
And then he is downstairs, moving so fast that everything blurs, even to his own eyes. And then slowing, as the room around him disappears. There is nothing there - a dead human, a silent human, the girl - that matters.
Except for Godric.

He sinks to his knees in front of him. Bows his head. And then looks up at him, because he has to look at him. Now that he is here. His Maker.

Eric kneels for no one. Except for Godric.

Who is telling him that it was wrong of him to send humans. And he knows that but he had to get him out, trapped by savages as he was - and then there's an alarm and the sound of running feet and Godric is telling him to get the human out. The girl. He won't come. And he doesn't want blood spilled on the way.

And Eric can do nothing but accept it. Getting to his feet even though he wants to stay down, on his knees. Walking away even though he wants to stay.

He wants to stay.

No, he wants Godric to come with him, so they can slaughter those worthless fanatics, painting the walls with blood, their mouths dripping, their hands slick -

But he can do nothing but accept it. And so he leaves, taking Sookie with him.

*
"He's your Maker, isn't he?"
"Don't use words you don't understand."
"You have a lot of love for him."
"Don't use words I don't understand."
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