A/N: Well this is my first first fanfic attempt. I hope I get lots of reviews ^_^. True Blood, I absolutely fell in love with the storyline and the characters. I am attempting to follow the True Blood tv series, sort of. This loosely takes place around/after the end of the first season. If I am way off course with chronology or whatever give me a shout out. It gets better just wait it out I have all these characters and stuff I have thought up swishing arounding my head.
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Prologue
The night air hung humid and restless. The atmosphere carried a slightly rank odor of piss coupled with the scent of mingled human emotions. He waded through tangled human bodies, set on the task before him. His fangs protruded and saliva began to collect as he picked up the distinct pungent smell of blood. His muscles rippled and coiled tensely as he moved with a speed that had become as natural as the ease of feeding. He was but a blur as he let his senses lead him to his target.
Eric Northman stood in disbelief. On the contrary to shock, he believed he had become too seasoned and garnered by age to be susceptible to shock. He liked to think nothing could provoke much but a base amusement. Yes, he preferred that. He ran his tongue across slick, perfect teeth. This was, in a while, the strangest finding he had come across. She stood before him, a while away. Her entire body was racked by shock, hyperventilating. Her naked body was stained and covered with partially dried blood.
The dim street lights illuminated her dark body. Her stare was vacant as trembling fingers gripped his clothed wrists. "H-help me." He could sense the impending fatigue as her body began to crumble towards the ground. Eric swiftly, but gently threaded his jacket over her naked body and gathered her slight weight in his arms.