My first trueblood story, go easy on me, but please read and review! Enjoy!
I don't own anything except my own character.
Prologue
"I don't know what he saw in you, but it must have been something he liked. So will you allow me to claim you as my own?" He asked me, his deep, calm voice sending shivers down my spine. I looked up into his dead blue eyes, in that instant part of me thought he wouldn't be so kind as his maker, but the other thought an eternity to walk this earth would be agonizing if I went it alone. The answer started forming in my head, the correct answer, but my reply went some what like this: "Yes….. Eric Northman. I will let you claim me with the hopes that YOU will not regret making this claim." I said firmly, now watching as he moved towards me his figure towering over my own. He slowly bent over me, his face inches away from mine and he smiled down at me revealing his white teeth. His eyes never leaving mine, "I'm very sure that I wont regret this." His cool voice making me shudder under the weight of it all. He lifted up my chin with his cold fingers and I looked into his eyes, trying to figure out what exactly he was thinking, but all that disappeared when I saw nothing but pure sensual lust. I cringed now at the thought of being his for all eternity. What was Eric thinking of doing and what was his maker thinking?
Ch. 1 Just Passing Through
The air danced over the Dallas sky, leaves skidded over side walks and streets. Tree's swayed and sighed as the wind rushed past their trunks. Flowers bounded to the earth enjoyed a soft graze of wind every now and then. It was the simplest details such as these that didn't go unnoticed by
Godric. The evening steadied her pace slowly putting the sun to rest and the sky began to darken, the wind blew with a sense of direction. Godric felt the wind dance through his hair, graze his flesh and bring a smile to his face.
He was standing in his garden, trying to enjoy the nature that surrounded him when the wind began to die down. As the wind became nothing more than a gentle breeze, Godric began to pick up a scent he faintly recognized, but the more he smelled it the more he could not remember. The scent was not strong it was light, he then recognized the scent.
It reminded him of the perfume Isabella wore, only that this smell was a bit more…wild. Godric looked around to see if indeed it was some creature he had not come face to face with in his 2000 of life. The smell was amazing and it was getting closer, but for the life of him he couldn't tell where it was coming from. Godric started walking deeper into his garden, looking around bushes, but none held the same smell that is until he heard a light crunching of grass behind him. He wiped around only to come within a few feet of figure standing directly across from him. The figure was that of a woman, Godric didn't know how he should go about this seeing as it was a woman and that he did not want to harm anyone human or vampire. He began to take in her appearance: she was wearing a light pink tunic with designs that looked like flower petals on her shirt, her pants were not too tight looking but enough to show the bottom half of her figure, and she was bare foot. Godric then looked at the woman's face and realized that she had a child's innocent face. "What is your name?" he asked her still looking at her, but she did not answer she only stared at him.
After a while of them looking at each other she spoke, "My name is FuroHana, I am simply passing through." She told him, her voice was soft and sweet. Godric looked at her in wonder, she seemed very young, but had the look of someone who had lived for thousands of years. "Please forgive my surprise. I am Godric. I have never seen you in this area before…again forgive me for asking, but you do not smell like a human." He stated as he put his hands behind his back, his eyes never leaving hers. She looked at him with interest and smiled to him, "No, I am not human. I am a… a wanderer. You are vampire are you not?" she asked him now mimicking his movements and placed her hands behind her back. Godric was amused by this news and decided to get to the point. "A wanderer would not use the elements around them to get past my guardsYou do not smell like a human, but you smell very much like a flower or a tree. Am I wrong about this?" he asked her, he felt the wind pick up and with it her scent.
"Please forgive me; I am not a very good liar. No I am not a wanderer, I am a tree spirit and I am only passing through the area. I did not mean to disturb you." She told him apologetically, she began to move once again, but was stopped when she noticed that Godric was now in front of her. "You are not disturbing me; I've noticed that your presence here in my home has caused my garden to liven up. Will you not stay and talk? I have never met or even spoken to a being such as yourself and I would find it shameful if I had passed up this opportunity to meet your kind." He stated to her, Godric obviously found her interesting as he eyed her when she shyly agreed. "You may call me Hana for short if you like? I've never conversed with a vampire before or have been invited into ones home. Thank you." She said to him, now following him into his mansion.
Hana cautiously stepped behind Godric making sure that she would not lose her way, seeing as the mansion was enormous. She walked a few feet behind him taking in all that she saw; the house was well cared for and there seemed to be nothing out of place, but there seemed to be many rooms perhaps he was not the only one living here. The thought that other vampires lived here as well made her quickly rethink about her accepting his offer. Godric looked back at Hana and saw that she was troubled, she may have picked up that this was his nest and perhaps this is why by the look on her face that she was on edge. "Hana do not worry, the vampires that live here know better than to frighten our guests. I will show you that they are more civilized than most humans think." He tried to reassure her, but at the mention of more vampires in one setting showed more alerted ness on her face than he was expecting. Godric figure that there was a reason as to why tree spirits were more elusive than vampires; he did feel like he was taking her away from the freedom she was enjoying. As they continued to walk down to corridor Godric began to think of a way to speak to Hana without scaring her.
"Hana, I will not let them harm you. You have nothing to worry about." He said to her comfortingly. They finally stopped in front of a dark oak wood door; Godric opened it and stepped inside now turning to Hana as she followed him in. Hana looked around at the dimly lit room and was immediately frightened at how many vampires were there, she looked around to see if Godric was still around her. She then felt a hand on her back and looked around to find that it was Godric's, "Come follow me, they will not harm you." He told her now leading her into the area where the most vampires were. When they neared the large crowd all the vampires took notice and stepped aside to let them pass, Hana saw a chair the was untouched and realized that it was somewhat of a throne. Godric took a seat in it and motioned for her to sit as well, Hana cautiously sat down and at that moment every vampire looked at her. Then a woman from deep within the crowd stepped forward, "Godric? Who is she?" asked the woman, who now examined Hana with the utmost interest.