Disclaimer: I don't own the Southern Vampires C. Harris does.
AN: Okay so this is suppose to take place in the not so distance future. Sookie hasn't meant Bill, Eric or anyone else except for maybe Sam. It's an alternate time line. So with that said I give you Dead and Doomed.
It's funny no one can remember who exactly started the Great Supernatural war 0f 2012. It all depends on who you ask. If you were to ask a vampire they would say its was the shifters. If you ask a shifter they would tell you it was the fairies. But no matter who you ask the loser is still the same. Because the ones who've lost everything has been the humans. We didn't have the super human strength and speed as the vampires nor do we posses the ability to shift into animals as the were or the shifters did. Hell no one even knew they existed until the war started. By then it was to late it was every race for itself.
The whole world is a mess and one thing is for sure nothing will ever go back to how it use to be. Whole cities have been bombed and there are exactly only five places left in the USA that are safe for humans to inhabit. The rest are radioactive or worst over run with the sups. The year is now 2015 and humans are on the brink of final downfall. Only a handful of us remain on the run free of the vampires that have enslaved the rest of the humans. Most of us have been sent to the blood farm. They do everything there from forcing humans to breed to forcing them to bleed.. Just think of it like the cattle farms humans used and that's basically a blood farm. The sick bastards even use the old glass milk jars to store the blood in. They even have a blood man to delver it. Twisted little fuckers aren't they?
I frowned at myself in the mirror. The old Sookie would not use such langue. Then again the old Sookie hadn't had to watch her Gram be hacked to death with a knife now had she? I lightly touched my Grams picture and sighed to myself. She had been killed because of me. All because I had refused my masters orders. A mistake I would not make again because Jason's life depended on it.
I was one of the "special ones" as my master liked to call me. I had the gift of hearing thoughts. Which made me the perfect weopon against my fellow humans. I was being used for everything from reading the common house slaves minds to find out which ones were planning a revolt to finding a rogue human on the run. This was my existence and little did I know that fate was about to bitch slap me and turn things upside down.
AN: Okay so I know its alittle short so far and I really should be working on Protecting Mine. I sure did leave Eric in a pickle. But this story wont stay outta my head. LOL So please review and let me know what you guys think. : )