I'm a big fan of the The Southern Vampire Mysteries/True Blood Series. I couldn't help but love the character of Godric and was really unhappy that he 'met the sun'. After reading some great stories from other writers, I decided to write my own Fanfic. Hopefully you'll all enjoy.
Pairing: Godric/OC
Disclaimer: 'The Southern Vampire Mysteries' books belong to Charlaine Harris and True Blood belongs to Alan Ball. Only the original character Madison is mine.
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Chapter One
I couldn't believe it.
I couldn't actually believe she'd lock me up.
Damn Isabel!
As much as I loved her, I really just wanted to stake her right now.
Godric
The only thought that's been going through my mind for the last two weeks. The man who saved me from myself. The man that I love. The man that is now my life, has been taken, and she decides that the best thing for me is to lock me up.
Isabel, told us that she has called someone from Godric's past to help search for him. How could she? She knows very well that I could find him, if she hadn't locked me up.
I could hear loud voices, flowing up from downstairs, followed by a crash. Jeesh! Someone's pissed off!
That's it!
I can't take it anymore.
I needed to get out here.
I couldn't shout on someone to help me. Everyone in the house knew not to let me out, thanks to Isabel. There's was no windows in the room, so I couldn't get out that way either. The only way out was that door. That's when I remember my favourite show - Supernatural - every time the boys needed to get through a door they would pick the lock. Why didn't I think of it before? Ah ha!
(Its a good thing I remembered how to get out of a locked room, thanksto my lovely parent who liked to lock me up in the basment.
I made my way across the room, towards the dresser in the corner. It's filled with with make-up, perfume and hair products. Isabel, thinks of me as a life-size doll. Always dressing me up in dress, putting make-up on me and fixing my hair. Which would be great if I enjoyed that sort of thing but I don't.
Bobby pins. BINGO!
I sprinted towards the door. I twisted the pin so it would fit into the hole in the lock. I twisted the pin around turning the knob of the handle, I heard the lock click, and the door opened. Wow I didn't actually think that would work.
I slowly made my way down the hall and down the stairs, trying to be as quite as I could.
Now I'm not stupid, I know that there's a 99% chance that I'm going to get caught. Okay 100%, but I don't care, I need to know what's going on.
As I rounded the corner I stopped short, noticing two men standing - one short with brown hair facing me and one tall and blonde with his back to me - they looked like they were in a heated discussion. I stepped closer, hoping to hear what they were saying and also praying not to be seen.
"Godric is my maker" the blonde said.
Shock flooded through me and before I realised what I was doing I walked out of my hiding place "You're Eric?"
Both men or should I say vampires - having lived with vampires for three years, it's easy to tell what they were - turned towards me. None of us saying anything. Just staring. I took my time looking at Eric, he looked exactly like I thought he would when Godric had described him, Although his hair was short not long. I looked closer he had sapphire blue eyes, and a very small scruffy beard. He was wearing dark jeans, black boots, black tank top and a black leather jacket on top of it.
"Madison!" Isabel call as she came around the corner, with a blonde girl, "How did you get out?
Uh oh. "Well...I um..the..I mean..um..." I stuttered out, not wanting to tell her incase she locked my up again. Thankfully she stopped me.
"Stop, I don't want to hear it," Isabel said pointing toward the stairs, "Now get back upstairs."
Before I could answer back, and tell her no, I found myself pinned against the wall by Eric who had his fangs barred and his hand wrapped around my throat, he hissed dangerously with a dark look in his eyes. "You smell like him. His scent's all over you. Who the hell are you?"
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