Hey guys! Ok I must explain the idea of this fan better than the summary. Its a True Blood fan fic however it includes ideas taken from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. There are no Buffy characters however the Watchers Council are in it and its the idea that there is one girl in all the world who is a slayer...Well I hope you get the idea and as you read it (please don't get put off by my rambling here) it will make sense if you don't get the idea now.

The first couple of chapters are a bit slow but it picks up I promise you. Needless to say I don't own any of the wonderfulness that is True Blood or Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Oh and I'm a Brit so if I say trousers, post or talk about tea to much you know why ;)

Happy Reading and let me know what you think!

The rain came down hard outside my window. 6:55, five minutes before my alarm was set to wake me up but the cold and rain had got there first.

I sat up and looked round my room which was all boxed up ready for the move today. At last; 21 and finally moving out of the parents house, it was about time I moved somewhere warmer than Montana, so I chose Louisiana, thats the south, its pretty warm right? Plus I hear Louisiana has a pretty hight population of vampires.

I'm not one of those fang-bangers or V addicts you hear about, no I am something more than that, I am a slayer. I know, how lame does that sound? Like i'm part of a really bad heavy metal all girl bands. My job is to find vampires and to kill them, or so i've been told by some guy in a tweed suit, but I don't play it like that, I mean yeah sure i'll kill them, but only if they kill or harm other people who don't want it. According to this tweed guy, i'm part of a long line of slayers who have protected the world from the evils of vampires, or something like that; but the guy said I was born to kill them, and that I can't argue with; i'm wicked strong, totally fast and my senses are sharp as knives.

So i've decided to put my self to use in the town of Bon Temps. The town its self isn't that hot on vampires, but it was the cheapest and nearest accommodation I could get to the city. So this is me moving, starting up a life of my own. Its gonna be one hell of a ride. Oh and by the way, my name is Violet, but my friends call me V.

"Violet you're gonna be late for the plane."

"Alright, i'm coming!"

I ran down the stairs of my child hood house, my sister Em and my mother were waiting at the bottom.

"You got everything? Passport, all your papers?"

My mum was such a worrier, I could never tell her about the entire slaying thing, she would just break.

"Yeah, I got it all"

"V your taxi is here."

My sister, Emily, 17 years old, she's kept me from going insane. I feel bad leaving her alone with mum and dad, I know she can't wait to leave this crappy little town.

"Thanks sis. You take care of mum for me yeah? And keep an eye on that dad of ours too."
Em smiled, she knew exactly what I meant – keep that dick away from alcohol. Em and I both hated our dad, he is apparently a recovered alcoholic, but every so often he'll come home drunk and smash the shit out of our house while mum would cower with Em and I in the bathroom, I used to prey he'd start on me, I could have made it look like an accident.

"You're father really did want to be here Violet, but you know how work gets."

"Mum, its fine, seriously. As long as I get to say goodbye to you and Em."

"You'll take care won't you? Why do you have to move so far away? You will call when you get there?"

The taxi hooted impatiently.

"Yeah mum course, as soon as I get there.

I made my way out to the taxi and got in. I waved goodbye to Em and mum, it was going to be a long time until I saw them again.