Chapter 1

Hey! I've been thinking of a few possible new stories and this is a combination of two. I was so happy when I thought of a way to combine two of my favorite senarios'.

Also I still plan to finish my other stories, however with Malicious and Mysterious I have hit a rather big writter's block, so if you have any ideas to help me get out of it please PM me or send me a review on that story. Thank you! xxx

I hope you lot like it!

Disclaimer: Nothing from the True Blood tv show belongs to me (some storylines, characters, etc), however my OC's are strictly mine.

I hated this time of year. The stupid leadership camp. I had been sent here for the past three years by my dad, in his ridiculous attempt to 'tame my evil ways'. I also think he hoped that some of my brother's 'goodness' would rub off on me. Now don't get me wrong I loved them both, but they're too overbearing and overprotective. Me, I don't like to be mommy-coddled. I tried to show this to my dad the night he, my stepmum and little sister were murdered.

I left the house after a big fight to meet with my boyfriend (now ex). None of them liked him, and I'm not going to lie, I can see why. He was a complete asshole. I only dated him because I knew it would annoy them. Living life on the edge- that's me!

I pushed away the saddness and guilt I felt about my family's murder. Finding the bodies of loved ones is traumatic. But finding a guesome scene of a bloody murder is even worse. So, now I lived with my older brother - Steve - and his wife - Sarah.

Plodding down the stairs I saw Steve and a guy from the L.O.D.I sitting at the dining table. I tried to sneek past them, but I looked and saw the blonde guy staring at me. I bought my finger to my lips, in a 'shushing' motion and watched as he went back to conversing with Steve. When I was clear of the dining room I walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, Sarah!" I wispered with a smile. She turned from where she was at the refridgerator.

"Going out?" She asked, eyebrows raised. She had covered for me so many times I had no doubt she would again.

"Yeah. I told Michael I'd meet him." I named my friend. We worked together but neither Sarah nor Steve new that I had a job, and I planned to keep it that way. "I'll be back about two. Tell Steve I felt sick and went to bed." I smiled, grabbing an orange from the fruit bowl. Sarah was a good friend to me. Like my actual sister, not just sister-in-law. We spoke more than I spoke to my brother, but of course there are things you will never share with anyone.

"Eve, I understand that as a teenager you need to find yourself, but I'd rather you didn't do it at night. With all the vampires out there it is not safe." I felt myself cringe at this. I knew vampires were responsible for my family's death, but I wasn't going to hold that against every single vampire I met.

"I know." Was all I said as I left the house and ran to my car.

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I walked into the bar. I usually worked behind the bar with my friend Michael, who enjoyed the wonders of makeup way more than most girls' did. "Hey, Mike." I said putting the apron around my waist.

"No, no, no!" He said and took it off me. "Suzie called in sick, hunny. It's your time to shine." He said, with a devious smile. Suddenly I realised what he meant. Originally when I applied for a job at the bar at the Hotel Camilla, it was to become part of the 'entertainment'. Singing and dancing - two of my great passions. Sadly, I was placed as understudy to the main star - Suzie - and she was sick.

Now I felt sick.

"Come on!" Mike said and propelled me to backstage.

"Ah, there she is." I heard Kevin, the head of makeup and wardrobe, say. "Luckily - for me - there were little alterations to the costumes, so let's get you in your first number." Oh, I think I forgot to mention, the music choice was centered around burlesque style.

Kevin began tightening the courset around my waist, while a girl I didn't know began placing on my make up. Kayla - one of the backing dancers and vocalists - came up to me.

"Hey!" She said beaming. "Ok, a little thing. In the second number we kick after the second beat, not the third. But other than that all the same. This will be great. I always prefered you to Suzie. She only got the main because her dad is friend's with the manager. Between us you're a much better singer and dancer. Remember to smile. Good luck!" She skipped away and I realised I was done and my microphone was taped securely to my face.

"Ok, only five minutes behind schedule." Kevin said, looking at his watch. "Places!" I walked to my place behind the red curtain that was to lift in a few seconds. "Showtime!"

I stood there in my first pose until the curtain had fully lifted. I had a way of making people hear me when I sing. Good when you are singing in choir, but in a room full of vamps, that usually would care about who was up on stage, it is a bit scary. I was half way through the first number when I realised that pretty much everyone in the bar was looking at me. I don't think they were only staring because I was on stage singing, but I saw recognition on several faces. They knew I was a Newlin.

I went through a range of ideas - running, fainting, etc - before finally landing on one. Let's give them a show. I jumped from the stage and made some suggestive moves on a couple of vampires before climbing on a table. Now I was getting several hoots and whistles from many males. You only live once, right?

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I was exhausted by the time I was done. I couldn't be bothered to changed as I walked out to the bar to get a drink. Michael, who was still behind the bar, smiled knowingly at me. "I think you really enjoyed yourself tonight." He said.

"Oh, shut up!" I said, smilling back. "Can I have a bottle of water, please..." I trailed off because Mike was not looking at me, rather behind me.

I turned and saw a male looking at me as though I was his dinner. He looked about twenty-five and was average hight. His dark hair covered his eyes in a way that could be cute if his eyes didn't show how famished he seemed to be. "Miss Newlin, right? I am Will." He said extending his hand.

"I am off the menu." I said, cooly. I watched as he laughed but his eyes showed his anger concealed within. "I have to go." I grabbed the water Mike had set on the bar and went to leave. Before I could get three feet away I was grabbed by Will. "Take your hand off me." I said narrowing my eyes. I knew I didn't look very intimidating. I probably looked like a doll. I was a short 5"2 with auburn hair and bright blue eyes that made me look all too innocent. However they helped me out of a lot of trouble, with my dad and Steve, more than once.

The vampire showed he had no intention of letting go as his grip tightened. I winced and watched as he smirked. "You heard the lady. Let - her - go." Someone said. I wouldn't look at my hero, as the vamp infront of me had extended his fangs. Will turned towards the new person joining the conversation. I watched his stance change when he saw my savior.

"I am sorry, Mr Northman." My arm was immediately let go, I watched the vamp as he scrambled away.

I looked up to the face of my rescuer. And boy, did I have a long way to look up. He was so tall! Like well over six foot. His muscular build was accompanined by the face of an angel. "You were very... entertaining tonight." He said with a smirk. Clearly he was full of himself. I rightened myself.

"Well, thank you for helping but I could have handled it." I spoke clearly to ensure he understood his attitude was not going to fly with me. "Now, I need to go and get changed." I indicated to my little clothing.

He seemed to ignore what I had said. "You're going to have a bruise." He said pointing to my arm. I looked and saw the hand print on my arm. Brilliant! How am I going to explain that to Steve and Sarah?!

"Erg! Fucking hell!" I screamed and noted as people looked at us and quickly looked away.

"I thought you bible people were taught not to cuss." He said smilling.

"Well, we are also told not to like vampires or dance provocatively so I guess I am not a very good Bible person." I was fuming that I was now going to be screamed at when I got home. He laughed again. "Do you enjoy laughing at me?"

"You are entertainment and you are entertaining me. I think you are doing your job well." I stood there shoked. I was sure my mouth was gaping. "Come sit with me." He said. I apparently didn't have a choice because he placed his hand on my back and directed me towards his table.

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