A/N: so this is my first fanfic and this chapter is probably very confusing and great piece of wrong. I know that my English is probably horrible so if anyone wants to be my beta I'll gladly accept. Now before jumping to conclusions I kind of want to warn you - this story will be AU and some characters might be a little OOC - do not be mad please! I'm trying something new - at least I'd like to think so. I'm going to post the next chapter right away :] - the alchemist of time

Disclaimer: the character do not belong to me, they belong to the most incredible Charlaine Harris


Chapter 1: An Ordinary Day In My Life

"If you're going through Hell, keep going." - Winston Churchill


Thump, thump, thump, thump…

The only thing I could hear was my earth everything else was drowned in my fast beating heart. The adrenaline and fear were pumping trough my veins it were they that kept me running despite the fact that I didn't feel my legs or that I barely dodged the branches; I don't know how I was breathing I just felt like the only thing I was doing was run. Run, run, run. I was vaguely aware that whatever that was following me was approaching faster and faster and faster until it touched me.

My eyes opened and I stared at the ceiling. The only thing I could hear was my heart drumming furiously. I was out of breath my lungs were straining to keep the oxygen flowing so I tried to calm myself. I was obviously safe I thought, as I looked at the clock in the bedside table that marked 7pm. I was just dreaming again the same dream as always.

I pushed myself up and sat in the bed staring at the half closed blinds; there was almost no light spilling from the windows. "A shame really" my thoughts came again "I used to like the feeling of the sun in my skin" I said out loud but there was no one to listen to me. I missed my ol' little life.

Times had changed.

I used to have a family. A long ago I used to live in Louisiana with my Gran and my brother and now that I don't have it I understand how much I loved it – it was peaceful, simple. Although I didn't remember anything before my parents' death I lived happily in my Grans farm. But that was a long time ago, if you want it precisely I would say forty years ago give it or take it. That time I didn't have to run but now that is a different matter. Now Gran is dead. Jason is dead. Everyone is dead and except me.

But I couldn't think like that. I wanted to live therefor I had to continuing. I sighed and closed my eyes rubbing my temples with my fingers. I was getting tired. With a last fit of internal pity party I got up, showered in the awfully small shower of mine and dressed in my work uniform. A barmaid. I was a fucking barmaid and while that didn't really fazed me the problem was that I wished that I had lucked out with another job – but my luck, as usually, failed me. "With epic proportions" I thought to myself. But I knew it was good – I was being whiny.

I used to be so much more.

With a last look in the mirror I pulled my hair into a lose ponytail. Another sigh escaped my mouth as left home with my wallet and my keys and a duffel bag. You'd understand if you would be on the run as much time as I had. I crossed the street to my bike and hopped of to work.

The sky was getting darker by the minute and I really missed the sun but I would sleep 'till late trying to put my mind to a rest. The city's' noise was agreeable it kept me awoke and in such a place as New York it was always good to know you're not alone in the streets. I sped trough the streets reaching my target just on time. I left the bike in the parking lot for the employees and walked into the building. I started a week ago but being accustomed to such environment I was like a fish in the water. And the other waitresses were nice even if their minds had more wholes than a swiss cheese, Ginger being my favorite because she hardly knew who she was.

The name of the bar was Fangtasia 2.

I know I know Sookie you dumb piece of mindless trouble you accepted a job at a vampire bar. But guys… they pay well and the medical insurance was awesome. And I'm not even talking about the tips! While this kind of bar did go on hand in hand with so many troubles they were, at the same time, the safest for someone like me. I need to blend in the crowd and I did in this kind of place - every other waitress was blond. I can't blend more than that. And I could think believe me that was so so so good when half if the time you're trying to block everybody's thoughts. In a vampire bar I had a few voids I could plunge into – it was lovely. You know being a telepath and all it was nice to keep some sanity. And another reason for me to keep company in vampire bars was that I wasn't running from vampires.

The thing I was running from usually kept her distance from vampire – hence the vampire bar ordeal. And if I really started to get into trouble with someone I would just vanish. I was good at vanishing and also good at get rid of any evidence of existence.

But right now I had to concentrate on my job because I was hopping I could stay a couple of months in New York – it was easy to hide in here. And it was usually the city where I would do more money so I happily plastered my charming – or crazy – smile and let the tips come. The 'uniform' I work with was some leather skinny pants and top that showed a bit too much of my cleavage. I didn't like it but the manager in here wasn't one that I could persuade into not dressing this. The woman or vampire made me crawl up the walls in frustration.

She was beautiful. Like everyone else in here she had blond long hair and ice blue eyes. And she was into women. Witch got me some problems but as far as it goes everything was going smoothly.

This night it was Belinda, Dawn and Ginger serving tables and me and the big vampire LongShadow at the bar. I'd like to think we worked well he calling the girls, I calling the guys. It was a team and today I was lucky because the vampire was in foul mode I would receive more tips.

Times had indeed changed.

The year of 2037ac was the actual date. We were in a perpetual changing; the human advance in science was astonishing either in technology or medical level. A new way of living was promoted with the machine, cures were found and synthetic blood was created. And that last discovery was probably Human kind worst mistake because it was then that a new truth was revealed and after the Revelation everything changed. The vampires 'came out of the coffin' as the cheeky delivery line put it. The world became a wilder place, a place where only the stronger element would survive. At least for those who were inside the supernatural community, the humans were blissfully ignorant of the rest of the supernatural world. Bless them and their clueless minds. A new food chain was added to those who knew about the Other World, Humans being the bottom level of this lovely scheme. But you couldn't just blame the vampires – they took an opportunity – but with them the rest of this unknown world began to move.

And that's the reason why I'm here, in New York. Why I'm at a ratty apartment barely furnished and always struggling to keep it… well as good as I could. I didn't have much – I never did – and now I had even less because I was running.

And I didn't know when to stop.


A/N: Thank you for reading :]