A/N: So I've recently become a huge fan of the show True Blood, and specifically the character of Eric Northman. This story's been floating in my head for a while, so since I'm feeling creative and have been itching to do some writing, I decided to give this a shot. Reviews are encouraged! I like seeing if anyone's reading or cares (: This is unedited as I just wanted to get it up here--more likely then that I'll continue. I've tried not to alter too much to insert my OC in. Anyways, enjoy!!
He had loved her with all his heart. She made him feel alive, like there was no point in worrying about tomorrow; but that was a lifetime ago and she was gone forever. But even now he's haunted by fire red hair and forest green eyes when he goes to sleep—dreams of the one he could never have.
The night had just begun and already Fangtasia was packed. Tourists mingled with fang bangers and vampires alike. Chow was at the bar, serving drinks as fast as he could, Pam at the door and Eric in his usual place upon the stage in his throne. Clear blue eyes scanned the crowds boredly, searching for something to catch their interest. Seeing nothing interesting, he returned to his phone, texting everyone and no one all at once. Things hadn't been the same for him; not since Godric had died at least. At this, the face of a woman appeared unbidden to his mind. Fair skinned with deep green eyes and black hair. There was something vaguely familiar about her, and yet he couldn't put his finger on it…
Godric's words were final. He could not deny the command of his maker. The vaguely warm blood that leaked from his eyes served as a reminder that this was no nightmare, no dream he would soon awake from, it was reality. Godric would meet the sun, and never return. Metal hitting concrete sounded throughout the silence, Sookie jumping slightly in surprise. A woman darted up onto the roof, cheeks flushed, from makeup or the sprint he wasn't sure, and to Godric's side.
Eric was, admittedly, surprised. The woman was strikingly beautiful. Long jet black hair to her hips blew wildly in the evening wind and was clearly messy from a run. Her lips were full and deep red, and her face was obviously attractive. She was dressed tastefully, to say the least. A tight laced black corset accentuated her curves and a blood red bubble skirt and black flats gave her an understated elegance that complimented her face.
"I came as soon as I heard," she said urgently, eyes filled with sadness, "You cannot do this. You cannot leave me alone," she added quietly, eyes filled with despair as she gripped his hand.
Godric's face was kind, the same face he'd responded to Eric with, one that he would never forget.
"Somehow I knew you'd come. You always do…" he said quietly, fingers curling around her hand, a small comforting smile on his face.
"Godric, this is madness. Please, you cannot go. I won't let you leave me," she pleaded. Her voice, which was soft and smooth like honey, had a desperate tone to it. Watching the exchange, Eric was rather shocked to see the rims of her green eyes turning red with the tell tale signs of blood tears. Who was this strange vampire, and what gave her the right to be so friendly with his maker?
The two remained silent for a while, Godric's smile never faltering. "Please…" she whispered in a last ditch effort though her face had changed. It was no longer desperate, she knew as well as Eric did that Godric wouldn't be persuaded to change his mind. If Eric couldn't dissuade him, surely this female wouldn't be able to. Something in the back of his mind told Eric that the sun would rise soon. Silently, Godric shifted his attention back to Eric, "Go. The sun will be rising soon," he ordered gently.
Eric opened his mouth to protest—why was the female allowed to stay, but he was not?
"Don't worry Eric. She will keep me company…and I have Sookie as well."
Standing for a moment more, Eric said his silent goodbye. Dead heart breaking, he trudged down the stairs back into the hotel. Not able to leave until he knew Godric was gone for good, he remained behind the safety of the heavy door that kept the suns light out, listening carefully. He heard Sookie talking quietly with Godric who, by his tone of voice, seemed rather happy.
"It is time…" came the reserved voice of the strange woman. Oh, what he wouldn't give to see what was happening, to say his final farewells. Hearing quiet sobs, and then one loud cry, he knew that his maker was gone forever—he had finally met the sun.