Hi, I know i shouldn't be writing this while writing my Dexter story (which has a chapter long over due) but inspiration took so tada. :)

I'm gunna leave it as a one shot but if people want it I'll try and write some more chapters. :)

Hope you like it.

oh, and sorry about the grammar and/or punctuation. :/


"You understand there has to be punishment for this."

"Yes Magister"

It was barely an hour since the explosion at his abode but Godric knew that the authority would want this sorted before dawn. He figured that he would take his punishment then submit to his wish of the sun. Well at least if he took the punishment no one else could be punished in his absence. The night was cool but in Texas nothing really got cold, the sky was clear stars dangled like rain drops illuminated in the obsidian sky that was fast fading to cerulean, dawn was nearing.

"Hmm, difficult, you're old, powerful; removing your fangs would be no good as I hear you barely drink anyway. Tricky."

The Magister sat across the room from the rest of the vampires, Sookie and Jason Stackhouse being dragged along and hidden slightly behind bill and Eric respectively, Isobel and Stan standing barely a foot away from their sheriff. Eric forced himself into submission, getting angry at this point would be hell for all of them. The Magister may be younger but he had the power right now, his eyes widened, and his cold dead orbs gained a sharp glint of malice.

"How many vampires did we lose sheriff?" he spoke with an authoritative air, hand gracefully supporting his pale skull.

This made Godric pause, surely he knew that already?

"Just one Magister." He answered cautiously.

The man in question now positively shone with malevolence, it would seem the punishment had been found.

"Mr. Stackhouse." His voice twanged with the southern slight inflection that just seemed to come forth when addressing the Stackhouse siblings.

Jason's head shot up in surprise, he wasn't expected to be addressed especially not right now. Although he supposed this was mostly his fault, if he hadn't joined the fellowship the Luke would have never blown up Godric's house, well maybe he would have but he certain felt like he catalyzed the situation.

"Step forwards then boy."

He gulped, it felt like swallowing a soccer ball but the lump in his throat still wouldn't recede. He felt Sookie try and grab his arm but knew that bill had stopped her, Jason may have been a tad on the slow side sometimes but vampire matters where things you didn't mess with and he knew that, especially after the prior events of the night. Jason stepped maybe 2 feet in front of the rest of the vampires, still a good 5 foot behind Godric and his nest mates. The Magister laughed, causing the whole room to rise again is tension.

"Come now; stand next the Godric will you? I'm sure he won't mind."

Confused, Jason fell back on his usual style of address.

"Umm, yeah, sure I guess." The Magister smothered a smirk; the poor boy wouldn't be confused for long.

Jason wandered slowly the next few feet, trying to gently squeeze pass Stan without causing a huge riot. Stan wasn't obliging. Eventually, after tiring from the attitude, Godric snapped.

"Just let him pass Stan" his voice was calm but brokered no argument.

Stan stepped aside. The almost lone human settled but the ancient vampires' side, awkwardly he nodded a 'Hi' which Godric returned with a slight of his head.

"Now Mr. Stackhouse. Will you deny that you participated in fellowship of the sun activity?" The man questioned. His target shrunk by what seemed a few inches.

"No." peeked out reluctantly from his lips. Hisses from the other vampires rung around the room.

"So…" the man on the love seat interned thoughtfully." It's safe to assume you hate vampires then."

Jason gasped in horror,

"No way man, I mean sure like there… umm you're kind of scary but nuh uh, those fucking Newlins are way crazier, I ain't never goin' near them again."

"Oh, good, you won't mind being one then."

A collective gasp gripped the room. A girlish cry coming from the man's frightened younger sister. The man himself however was pale as Godric, opening and closing his mouth a few times, not able form polysyllabic sound. Godric's pallor however was the tint of bleached skull,

"So this is my punishment. To end another life. I have made before, I have kill plenty, why this? this is no punishment for me."

But the Magister only smirked,

"But you feel guilt over what you've done. And the human needed punishment of his sins against our kind, I figured, oh what's that human term... Oh yes, it kills two birds with one stone. "

"I won't do it." Godric's admission silences the already quiet room. Only two heart beats echo in the cavernous room

"I see, well I thought you'd say that so…" the speaker uses his speed and twists Jason neck to expose the carotid.

"You turn him, or he dies."

Nothing was said; sobs racketed from the Stackhouse siblings as the Magister glared fiercely down at the older vampire fangs fully descended. His grip on Jason's delicate neck tightened and forced it back even further, the vamps face hovering barely an inch above the sweated tan skin. He never once let go of Godric's gaze. Smirking he slighted his head and went to break the skin.

"Wait."

The Magister stopped and his fangs retracted, grinning now he shoved Jason to the ground and sunk back in his seat. Godric knelt down by the soon to be vampires side, leaning in he touched their foreheads together and held his shaking hands

"I'm so sorry."

Jason sniffled and nodded, he turned his bruised neck towards the Magister.

"Can I have a few minutes with Sookie? Like alone." A pair of rolled eyes later, the room was empty. Relaxed from bill's grasp Sookie ran to her kneeling brother, their eyes red from crying, their clothes torn and bloodied from the explosion.

Oh Jason" she mumbled through sobs "I'm so sorry, so so so sorry." Seeing Sookie cry was the last straw, the damn broke and the siblings were crying floods,

"I don't wanna die Sook" his voice cracked the pain and shock of the situation catching up to him at last.

"I know jay, I dunna want ya to either …but... Godric, he's kind, He won't hurt you, I know he won't and just think" Sookie laughed through her sobs. "The sex is great."

"Eww sook, wayyy too much information." He smirked, his face cracked under the drying tears.

The laughter paused as they both sobered up, their identical brown eyes found each other

"I Love you Sook,"

"I love you too Jay."

"Sob story fest over yet?"

The Magister's cruel tone shattered any elevation in their mood.

"Well come on then, Dawn is approaching; you've got two hours max, just enough time and besides, I feel like a bloodletting." The grin on his cruel face looked so foreign that it didn't even seem human-like anymore. Taking a deep breath Jason nodded, his sister breaking out in tears as her boyfriend escorting her from the room. The vampires that followed the Magister back in now surrounded Jason in a semi circle. There to stop an escape attempt or just to intimidate. Either way, they were completely unnecessary, he wasn't going to run. Godric and Eric formed the opposing side of the semi circle, the latter torn between angry, sad, and amused while the former appeared mournful and resigned. The vampire once again knelt by his soon to be protégé, and this time mumbled several words, the only ones however that were understood by Jason were "I'm sorry".

A cold hand tilted the taut flesh of Jason's face, Warm brown eyes met the cool azure of the vampires and suddenly all he could feel was fog but as soon as it came it left, the Magister demanding no glamor. Godric gritted his jaw, his fangs extended, and bit down.

The pain was indescribable, a hundred searing pokers stabbing his flesh could not compare, the human could feel his life drain away, be devoured by the forever teen vampire, spots soon started disturbing his vision, the sound of his heart beat in his ears slowly ebbing away and he fell into the awaiting unconsciousness. Godric had never tasted blood so good before, any abstinence from blood end then with the divine drink; the sweet nectar was like water to a parched man, blood lust soon took over, he lost his finally tuned control. Soon the nectar had run dry and the heart stopped, the vampire let out a whine of loss, and savagely torn at his wrist, long dead tendon and tissue dangled by a several stringy muscle fibers, He forced his wrist over the dead man's open lips, and almost instantaneously two bloodied pale hands grabbed Godric's forearm, icy lips latched onto the wound and drank. The older Vampire Pulled away when he himself felt his blood volume decrease, With the loss the mouth relaxed it's embrace on the arm and Jason's upper body fell dead to the floor.

During the turning all but Eric had left for fear of angering an already incensed two thousand year old vampire now not bound by sense of duty to law. Without a word the Viking slung the fledgling over his large shoulder and flew with Godric to their private cottage. Set in the country around Cedar Hill state park, the cottage sustained a home for them when necessary, the specialized cellar adapted for their more 'primal' needs, and the blackened windows providing the necessary protection from the sun. Secluded, no one knew of the place other than the two ancient vampires, any who stumbled across it were soon dealt with. Now it would be for the young-ling of their blood also.

Burying their new companion in silence, the olden vampire sank into the dirt next to him and Eric covered them.

"Jag älskar dig pappa". He whispered

"Jag älskar dig också min son."

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