Akumie's Note: Hey there everyone! So I have been watching True Blood lately and I cannot help but miss GODRIC! He is one of my favorite characters. So here it is, a Godric-x-OC. I also really love Eric's character as well!

Prologue

Remembrance

How the hell did he get in this situation. It did not matter... He needed to fins Godric. Godric. The only thing, no, person, that ran through his mind. Godric. He looked out the window at the illuminated city of Dallas, Texas. There is someone else...His conscious told him meekly. Someone more important than anyone... Who? He was no fool. Eric had been around for a thousand years and could still remember almost every little detail of his vampire lifetime. It was someone...That he loved unconditionally. So how on Earth could he not remember... He sat down uncomfortably on a piece of furniture. Think. Try to remember. His fangs erupted in anger and impatience. "Dammit to hell!" He growled. Why? He laid back on one of the black sofas. He was forcing this. Let it come naturally. He did not have time! He felt rushed. Anxiety even, to know who it was that he felt this strongly for.. It was almost dawn. There was always tomorrow. Godric. No, tomorrow he had to fins Godric. One piece at a time. Godric could provide counsel to this situation as well. He dozed off into sleep. Godric...

He woke up in a familiar bed. Yes, he remembered this very well. His human life. He lay there for a moment. Then a loud crack of thunder rang through his once home. "B-brother!" He heard from a room. It was a light voice. He answered without even meaning to. This was a replay, not a dream. He would get answers. "Sister!" A small replica of the man he was today jumped out of the fur cot and ran through a few corridors. I was so young. A boy of only ten. "Brother!" It was a little girl. The boy Eric ran through a few more hallways and barged through the door into another room. Claps of thunder and streaks of lightning rang through the rooms. "Sister!" He ran up to the bed and lifted the covers desperately. A little figure leapt up and held him tightly. "I-it is loud brother.. It is too loud!" round brown eyes stared up at him with tears brimming their edges. Within an instant he was climbing into the small bed of fur with the small child still clinging to him. "It is okay sister. It is okay. Come now, you are alright," She calmed a little. "See?" He said with a smile. "There is no harm, I am right here," He stroked her hair. Something he had always did to lull her to sleep. "I saw things Brother...When I closed my eyes. Do not let them get me!" She huddled closer. "You were having an ill dream. Do not worry, I am here, and the things you see when you sleep during the night can never hurt you," He reassured. "You swear to me Brother? You swear they cannot do harm," He hugged her tighter and nodded. "I do Sister. Now sleep. You and I have a tiring day once the morning comes,"

"Brother?" She asked again. "I love you," She said. "..I love you too Sister, I always will,"

...Of course...His...Sister. His beloved sister. A pang deep in his chest made him sit up. He missed her...Sister, what was her name? Why had he forgotten about her? Why was he just now remembering?! Questions buzzed all through his head as he sprung to his feet. I have to find her. No. Godric first. One step at a time. Eric knew that Godric was still alive and where he was. For all Eric knew, his little sister could have died that day...She could not have. She was not there that night. Did she die before?...He sighed in defeat. He was so lost. I have to find Godric and see if he has answers...I have to. Sleep gnawed at him again. Hopefully, he would dream of her again...

..."Brother?..."..."Brrroothhherrr?" Eric shifted a little. The voice was like the one he heard before but she sounded a little older..."Brother!" A force was put on his mid torso as a the young girl had jumped down from the tree above her. "What Sister!? What do you want of me this time!?" He leaned up. It was so...Beautiful. The blue sky. The trees. His sister wore a grin that he knew well. "You were falling into sleep, what was I to do if trouble came? It is not like you or father would ever let me handle myself," She crossed her arms stubbornly. "Of course I will not let you! Do you have any idea of the monsters that lurk out here?!" She had been trying to get her so called independence for a while now. "You are but only a child!" Eric got up, letting her fall to the ground clumsily. "I am of nine! Nine! You started your training at the age of seven!" She jogged up to match his stride. So he was fourteen in this time. A good year. He laughed a little. "Frankie...You are a woman, no, a girl. A small girl," Anger flooded Frankie's face. "So?! What does it matter!?" She yelled. "Shh! Can you not keep quiet!? You are going to bring trouble!" He scolded in a hushed whisper. "Let trouble come then! At least I would be able to prove my strength!" She continued. He laughed again. "..Strength? Sister.. You need to get these thoughts of strength out of your small head," He rubbed her head, messing up her hair in the process. She quickly shoved his gloved hand off. "You should be thinking of marriage and children instead," He knew what was about to come. "No! No! No! NO! I will NOT! meudehf-!" A hand went to her mouth. "Have I not told you enough to BE quiet!?" He scolded again. She removed his hand.

"Brother...You know I will never will get married," He actually did know. "I know...You have a free spirit. Though Father will not agree," He looked back down at her. "Then let him not agree!" Another smile cracked across his face. "Brother. If I ever ran away, do you swear to me that you would help me?" She asked. "Hey, do not speak like that. You will never have to run away from us," He had kneeled down in front of her now. "..I will not get married..." She starred at him with hazel eyes full of anger and an iron will. "I know you will not...And if it ever comes to it...I will help you Sister," He had whispered the last part and she smiled as she hugged him. "Now onto less troublesome manners. How about we go scouting about?" He offered. "Yes! Yes! Can we please Brother! And will you let me lead?!" She asked hopefully. "Why not? But not a word to Mother and Father," He helped her onto the stallion they had come to call Leif. He would let her control the reins this time. Since she loved it so. "Thank you Brother," Her smile was as bright as ever as she put Leif into a slow canter. There was no way they could tell Mother or Father. They were always going on about how Eric would take inheritance of their kingdom, but Frankie would still need to get married. Frankie was just a nickname actually. Francesca' was her true name. Frankie was always something he liked to call her. Marriage...He actually agreed with his dear sister. He could not stand the thought of her being married because it took away the very thing she loved most...Her freedom. Even she knew this.

Oh Sister...If only she knew how important she was. Where would he be without her? He could not imagine. Every memory he had she was always there. Either whining, yelling, or crying and he loved her for it. She slowed Leif down after they stopped at the edge of the large forest. "Alright Frankie. Off we go. Listen now, you stay by my side no matter what the reason. There are many dang-...Frankie?" As he had been tying Leif up she was already sprinting through the field towards the large trees. "Frankie! You wait there! Listen to me!" He unsheathed his wooden sword and dashed after her. Damn her excitement! "Will you hurry?!" She turned and asked him dramatically. "Do not ever try that again, you understand?" He said angrily. "Calm your temper I was only getting a head start!" She crossed her arms stubbornly and stomped off. "Anger?! I am worried Sister! I d not wish of you to get hurt!" He reasoned. "Why are you so protective these past days? Are you not normally the most rebellious boy I have ever known?!" For a child of only nine she could reason right back at him. "A boy merely, I am a man," She laughed loudly. A laugh she could only reveal outside the eyes of Mother, who was always trying to mold her into a fine woman. They had made it a little ways into the woods. "Brother can I wear your other pair of trousers you packed?" He did not mind. "Now you ask? You should have asked it of me earlier when we were back with Leif!" He complained. "It just now crossed my mind, I am sorry alright! Pleeeasse Brother! Mother is always making me wear these dresses and she says that I can NEVER wear trousers! Pleaaase I beg of you!" He could not help it. "Fine, fine, stay here. DO NOT frolic off to elsewhere. Stay. I swear if I return and find that you are missing, I shall leave you here to be eaten by the beasts," She only giggled and shooed him away to go get his extra pair of trousers.

They had been his when he was smaller and he carried them around just in case Frankie wanted the freedom of wearing them. It was a little ways back to Leif but he jogged once he got to the field. He knew his sister and though she was smart, her curiosity was far bolder. "Hello there Leif.." He patted the dark stallion as he reached into the pack to get the trousers. "Ahhh! Brotheerr!" He dropped the pants and took off as fast as he could. "Frankie!" He yelled. "H-help!" Twiggs scratched and sharp splintered vines scraped his skin as he plowed through what lay before him. He got to the clearing where she was and saw her on the ground. She had scooted away from where she was standing and was looking up towards the trees. "Frankie!" He ran up and knelt beside her, his sword was raised as he followed her line of sight..."Frankie...Frankie, are you alright?! What happened!?" She did not stop looking at the trees but she did not seem as scared. " T-there was a boy...Not too much older than you.." This angered him. "What did he do?! Tell me where he went!" Eric stood up defensively. "He...He disappeared. He was so fast. All I could see was a mere figure." He lowered his weapon a little. "Tell me of his looks and I shall go hunt him down!"

"No! Do not go after him! Whatever he was, he was not what me and you are. He had dark hair and light blue eyes, dark pictures on his skin..." It was already twilight and there was no time to go after him. He helped his sister up. "Are you well? Did he do you harm?" He checked her. "I am fine, all he did was rush up right in front of me. I fell back and scooted back here and he quickly crouched right in front of my face...It was scary.. His hand went to my face but barely touched it before he was gone again," He now had an idea of what it was...Vampire...Damn that thing. How dare it lay its filthy hands on his sister. He had Frankie by the hand as he lead the way out of the woods. He must tell father so that they might track it down. "Brother..." He turned back to look at his sister. "I am glad...Glad that you came right when I called for you.. You will never let me down will you," He smiled and put a arm around her shoulder. "Never shall such a thing happen. Never," He kept his guard up though. His eyes darting here and there to make sure they were not being followed. He quickly helped her onto Leif who was unsteady and skittish. Something that was not normal for him and they dashed off. Frankie was quiet the whole ride home. She was taking this seriously..."Frankie, are you well?" He asked as he removed his gloves and felt her forehead. She felt alright. "I am fine...Thanks to you. There was something about him though Brother. Yes, I was scared, but I was not scared of him hurting me. I could tell that he had hurt many people before though," He was untacking Leif while she sat on a tall chair swinging her legs.

"You are safe now, would you like me to rest in your room tonight, or are you fine?" She laughed. "Why not? I love you Brother," She rubbed Leif's muzzle affectionately. "I love you too Sister.. I love you very dearly. Now come, I am sure Mother is fretting over where we have been and we still must eat supper," She cheered in agreement as she trailed along beside him. Chatting away about food and how she wanted to see if Leif would like meat.

He awoke with a smile and bloody tears streaming down his face. Frankie. My dear sister...You cannot be dead. She has to be a vampire. Something immortal. Eric longed to dream again of the days with his sister. He longed to relive them so so badly. Instead he was returned to this mess of problems. He got up and ordered a human for his breakfast. A positive, one of his usual's. "That was amazing..." The girl said, she was glamoured obviously. "..Yeah, I know. Now you may go," He waved her off and she groggily made her way out of the hotel room. Now onto finding Godric.

"It is not my fault,"

"Yes it is, you are always so caught up in sucking up to him,"

Their arguing went on and on. Isabella and Stan. He did not give a damn about either one of them but Godric trusted them, that must have meant something. Eric sat down on one of the white couches and let them go at each other. Why the hell would it be them? You would think that he would choose better as his nest mates. As Eric sat there, days of him and Godric passed through his mind. He could recall them all. All except the ones of his sister. Why was it only in his dreams could he do so? Was it all a hallucination? A trick of his mind...No, impossible, the feeling he had was undeniable. She was real and she was alive. Somewhere.

Hey again! I hope you enjoyed the prologue! Give me your opinions please! Did I do well on the whole sister and brother thing yada yada haha. Anyways see you guys for chapter one! :)