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E.V.E.L.Y.N.

Chapter 1

"I, 3467, swear to put my life on the line in order to protect and serve all humans of the United States of America. I swear to keep all evidence of the Vampric Assassination Agency's existence untraceable." That was the vow I took for my country and its humans. I had been foolish. When I made that pledge a very important story was forgotten. It was the story of a young woman named Evelyn grew up in the small town of Big Horn, Wyoming. She lived in a family of five with her mother, Rose, father, Bryan, and older sisters, Lily and Carla. They were Evelyn's meaning for existence, the only reasons why she stayed in the dreadful town.

Evelyn had they type of family that accepted everyone, they were loud, voulgar, and loving. Each person played their own part, without one the entire home would become nothing more than a house. Rose was the supporter, she kept everyone in line whether it was by scolding them with a wooden spoon or holding them while they wept. She never had a negative word to say about anyone but she wouldn't hesitate to tell them if they were out of place. Bryan was the problem solver, though the man went many days without saying a single word, he could always figure out a solution. Lily, the eldest daughter, was the brains and the beauity, her sisters frequently called her the second mom. Carla, the middle child, was wild and ambitious, she had dreams and there was nothing that would stop her from obtaining those goals. Then, there was Evelyn, the young and confused. She was the oddball and her family knew she wouldn't fit in a world where people could understand her abstract mind. They gave her all of the love anyone could ever need. Her home, her family, was the only place she needed to belong.

Evelyn attended a school so small that all of the grades were in the same building. Everyone knew each other, which wasn't always a privilege and everyone feel into their own place. Evelyn, just happened to belong at the bottom of the list. Lily and Carla on the other hand were very popular, they both obtained their mother's good looks and charming personality. Evelyn was more like her father, reserved and average. Carla and Lily's popularity tended to get them into compromising situations, one in particular caused their disappearance.

Evelyn used to keep secrets for her older sisters, so they could go out and unleash the wild. On one occasion Lily and Carla went to a bon fire, meeting older guys from a neighboring community. They enjoyed themselves so much that they never came home, the young men at the party were reported to never have existed and Evelyn became an only child. When her parents found out she knew they had gone to the party they disowned her. Blaming everything on Evelyn, like it was her fault, like she wanted them to disappear.

After searching for years her parents gave up, in their heartbreak they pushed Evelyn away, leaving the teen to survive on her own. She knew that in their eyes she was no longer Evelyn Blanchett, daughter of Rose and Bryan Blanchett but Evelyn the girl who could have prevented their children's disappearance. Once they had given up, there was a funeral for the two girls. Evelyn did not attend.

After graduating high school, Evelyn joined the military, severing all bonds with her family. In just two years she worked her way into the Special Forces, which also happened to be a few weeks before the Vampires revealed themselves to the world. In the Special Forces she was reprogrammed, erasing her entire memory and became Agent 3467.

The government reprogrammed four thousand people, two-thousand being women and the other half men. We became guinea pigs for biogenic experiments; they wanted to create a supreme human, that would be a threat to vampires in case they decided to cause an uprising. In the beginning, we were just taking care of simple governmental threats but as research advanced we were limited to vampire related assignments. Eventually scientist achieved their goals, creating intelligent super beings genetically engineered from humans. Our main abilities were a mixture of telepathy and precognition. We could not see the future, instead we envisioned a targets entire future leading up to the present with only a single touch. Within the vision we are allowed to experience the other parties' thoughts and emotions. The greatest downfalls to this gift is the pain received from maximum brain activity and if the seer is not skilled they cannot stop the vision from being continual. Two seers are unable to envision each others past unless it is presented in a current thought. When communicating we may project waves sending images or events, which is possible only by those of high rank. Others will need physical contact in order to read one another.

Our immune systems are heightened, making it nearly impossible for us to contract illness and heal at an incredibly fast rate unless vampire blood is present. Unlike humans Seers are poisoned by vampire blood, if given a generous amount the seer will die a slow and painful death. The female body was altered to have unique menstrual periods. Females could choose when they needed to menstruate and whether their body would conceive, research was not completed correctly, which lead to greater difficulties later on. Both male and female have a life supply cord installed in the Amygdala. This allowed scientist to regulate emotions and collect memories, which the seers were not aware of.

My creator, Dr. Paul Hill, also head of the project, specially prepared me and our son 2001. He trained us into elites within the agency, giving us the more difficult tasks. Yes, he fathered my first child, under experimental circumstances.

Soon after 2001, had lived for seven years, Hill assigned us to another difficult task. He called us from the home quarters into his domain. We entered through the oddly shaped door at a determined pace. Hill's office had a very medical appeal; the walls were white along with the tile. There were no windows, which made the office more like a cell. He had a large television along the wall with various surveillance areas, flashing quietly on the screen. His desk was a dark cold mahogany littered with biology books and observation journals. He had a picture of his wife and four children, excluding 2001, sitting amongst the clutter.

Hill stood from his desk once we entered, pushing fallen glasses up his small nose, a habit, I noticed he had recently obtained. His large stomach formed an annoying crease in the front of his dirty lab coat. He ran a hand over his choppy, greying, blonde hair and gave us a white toothed smile. "Agent 3467," He greeted with bright blue eyes that roamed over my athletic yet voluptuous figure. His eyes left mine and dulled when he turned to my son, "4001," He simply said before continuing, "Through the years you have been my successors. 3467, you have satisfied my every need and bore a child which all others failed." He said in a proud vibrant voice. "4001, you were the only child to survive and inherit 3467's traits." The enthusiasm fell from his voice turning into a hardened almost annoyed tone. "The team has agreed it is time to send both of you on an assignment together. I expect you will make me proud."

He dismissed us and as I turned to leave Dr. Hill stopped me. "3467," I turned to face the man awaiting orders. "I wish for you to preform before you leave ." I followed yet another order.

We were given names mine, Evelyn and 4001's, Eli Young. At that time I had not known of Evelyn Blanchett and the story she told. Our task was to meet a vampire sheriff by the name of Eric Northman. He resided in the town of Shreveport, Louisiana, where he ran a vampire bar called Fangtasia. Dr. Hill believed a series of events would lead Northman into the Vampire Government. My task was to befriend the vampire and infiltrate the Government, obtaining classified information. However my first task was to meet a man named Sam Merlotte, an owner of a small town bar in Bontemps, Louisiana called Merlotte's. The reasons were only to gain information on this target and obtain a place for shelter.

Twenty-four hours after the meeting we were given an old red 1985 Chevy truck and were on our way to Bontemps. We dove in silence for the entire eighteen hours neither one of us feeling comfortable enough with one another to engage in conversation. 4001 stared out of the window or slept most of the time. I learned that he was a very patient child, not that I had any experience with children but he seemed to have himself under control. His bright blue eyes, like his father's, watched the horizon with indifference. Every so often curly blonde locks would fall into his face causing him to roughly shove them away with honey toned fingers. Many things about him reminded me of Dr. Hill such, as the color of his eyes and hair or his small nose. There were also a few features he had of mine like his skin tone and the delicate structure of his face. He had my almond shaped eyes yet mine are a soft green and my full lips. My hair was black and naturally curly also something he inherited for me. The way he held himself and the way he walked reminded me of myself, we both moved with confident soundless strides. That could have also been from the Agency but it was interesting to notice those traits. I continued to watch him out of curiosity, trying to become more familiar with a child I should have already known.

Once we reached Bontemps, I immediately started the first task. Merlotte's was a bar and grill located in the corner of the small town. The bar stood out amongst the thick summer brush, giving it an ominous feeling, almost as if the building itself was protecting some sort of ancient secret. The parking lot was not made of black top but purely dirt; I frowned looking down at the pair of purple pumps, I'd grown fond of. 20-Eli watched the expression cross my face with interest before swinging the door open and jumping to the ground without a sound. I sighed noticing my body had tensed from actually being noticed by him, and then swiftly followed his lead.

Inside of the bar was bustling with waitresses taking orders from customers they probably knew by name. I sniffed the air and coughed noticing the thick odor of tobacco and cheap liquor. The walls were made of fading red brick with dusty trophies and yellow framed pictures along its barrier. Eli stood beside me taking in each person most likely committing their faces to memory, something I was also doing. I noticed at that moment that he was small for his age resembling a five year old, his famine features were an addition to that factor.

A red haired waitress came over to us immediately bringing me to reality. She was a middle aged woman with deep red hair and a soft yet worried smile. Her frame was slender and toned, healthy for a woman her age in this century. She was a pretty woman, I guessed a mother by the way she watched Eli. Her face was open, like she would be completely honest with anyone, a trait I admired. In my time I hadn't come across very many honest beings.

"Would ya'll like a table or bar?" She asked in a soft southern drawl. I enjoyed the accent, which caused me to pause as I thought about it. She waited patiently but the air around us had grown awkward.

"A table would be better. I don't want my son around alcohol." I told her making sure to give that small bit of valuable information. She smiled in agreement before leading us to a booth by large windows in the front of the building. Eli sat across from me his legs barely touching the ground. I expected him to swing his legs but he never did. That put me on edge, he was out of character. I watched his face seeing his eyes, they appeared dull and more mature than the average child.

"My name is Arlene and I'll be you're waitress, what can I get ya'll?" She said in a rehearsed and bored manner. I laughed, choosing to be a more likeable person on this mission. Arlene gave me a quizzical expression wondering what was so humorous.

"I just love your accent!" I beamed with a show stopping smile on my face. The awkward atmosphere cleared as Arlene smiled back making me sigh inwardly, thanking my quick thinking.

"Where are ya'll from? I ain't never seen ya'll around here." I thought for a moment watching Eli stare at me with a knowing expression, something else out of character.

"We're from Chicago. It was time for a change so I decided to pack up and move somewhere-well like Bon Temps." Arlene leaned over the table closer to me with excitement in her stance.

"Well, why don't ya'll move here? I'm sure Sam will help ya'll out and I'd be more than happy to have someone normal to work with!" She rambled then frowned at my wary expression. "Let me go get Sam, ya'll stay put." The small woman hurried off taking the excitement with her. This was easier than I thought.

I smiled at Eli's curious expression, something only someone trained in body language could have noticed. "You are not in character, 2001." His body tensed and he gave me a hardened look. I laughed correcting my error, "Are you feeling okay, Eli? You must have finally run out of energy." The smirk on my face made him roll his eyes.

"I haven't chosen a character yet." He whispered with remorse, pushing curly hair from his face. My hand instantly reached for his across the table, he stared at it with disapproval. He may have an Elite title but Eli was not on that level in our abilities. He couldn't block or send information waves relying solely on physical contact. The pain was also something he probably wished to avoid.

"I will block and take over fully." I hissed knowing the reason for his hesitation. Taking over the contact would inhibit his pain and add it to mine. Eli took my hand watching the messages sent while we spoke aloud as if there was a Mother/ Son moment happening. Inside our minds we were sifting through role types.

"We'll be happy here. " I said aloud ignoring the pain coursing through my entire being. "You will make a lot of friends and have a nice home." My voice cracked making it sound like tears were threatening to fall but in actuality our connection was becoming unbearable. Eli needed to choose quickly or I was going to force us apart.

After a few more minutes I had to break the connection. My hand went limp against the table and my head swayed slightly throbbing with pain. I was never going to take over again. Eli gave me a sheepish grin, I guessed he'd chosen a character. "Do not ask me to help you with anything else." I growled at the images of him swirling in front of me before they finally become a solid copy.

Moments later a tall Caucasian man stood next to our table with Arlene in tow. Her enthusiastic demeanor diminished from before. I wondered what happened between the two but the man before me stood stout. I glanced up at him with a warm smile on my face which he returned but it never met his blue eyes. Immediately I knew he was Sam Merlotte and Sam was hiding something.

"Evelyn Young," I stood and extended my hand bracing myself for the familiar jolt of torture. "It's nice to meet you. I assume you're Sam Merlotte?" He took my hand unleashing every single moment of his life. He was a shifter and he didn't like that aspect of his life in fact despised it. I pulled my hand from his grip and gave him another brilliant smile to hide my discomfort. It was becoming difficult to tolerate the pain. Supernaturals take more energy from us since they gave of a different essence and tended to have powerful emotions. Eli and others like us also gave off our own type of energy causing more pain to the reader.

"Sam Merlotte, um, why don't yall come to my office. Arlene, did you get their orders?" He turned to the woman while running pale fingers through chocolate colored hair. She jumped pulling out her notepad and smiling at me.

"What can I get you?" We didn't look at the menu once and honestly I wasn't hungry in the slightest. We could probably go a few days without food or sleep before it affected us. I looked to Eli deciding to order for him, the child was still growing. "Chicken fingers and grapes." I told her softly.

Eli bounced out of his seat squeaking, "And a strawberry shake!" My eyes met his a warm feeling swelled within me and he did something I didn't expect. Eli held my hand. Luckily I blocked in time but it felt… right to have his small hand in mine. "And a strawberry shake." I repeated in a softer voice giving Arlene my attention. With that she was off and we were following Sam into his office.

"Have a seat." He told me, something was different about his tone but I wasn't paying close enough attention to catch it. I sat down while Eli wandered around Sam's large office analyzing every bit of information that passed is eyelids. I watched Sam purse thin lips as he cleared the wooden desk before me. Taking the time to commit his person into memory I noted every aspect of his face that I could. At the moment his eyes were a deep blue in contrast to the lighter color earlier. He appeared to be in his thirties by the slight grey in his shaggy hair and facial stubble. Sam was wearing a pair of worn blue jeans and a plaid button down shirt. He was a nice looking man and it surprised me that none of the local women had a claimed him. From what I'd seen there was a blonde woman, Sookie, who caught his eye but she didn't return any of his advances.

"Ms. Young," He was staring at me now and I shyly met his gaze, the man caught me staring. I framed embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Merlotte, I didn't mean to stare. I was admiring your…taste in fashion." I lied making it obvious too. He smiled and cleared his throat believing I was trying to cover my ogling.

"What brings you to this hole in the wall town?" He asked curiosity in his eyes. It was easy to see he didn't believe I actually wanted to move to here. I sighed to myself, I should have known this wouldn't be that easy. More background nonsense for me to remember.

"I-we," I sighed looking at Eli over my shoulder then down at the twiddling fingers in my lap. "We just needed to get away from everything." I paused to meet his face with a vulnerable expression, then returned my gaze back down before continuing. "I want L to have a real home, to be safe, and have the happiness he deserves. In Chicago, I couldn't give that to him." Somehow my words held more truth than intended.

"I understand it must be hard for a young single mother." Sam's face was truly sincere. "Have y'all found a place to stay yet?"

I shook my head letting my hair fall into my face trying to look as convincing as possible. "I have a little money for a motel but not much." Quickly snapping my head up I pulled the biggest pleading expression I could muster. "Please Mr. Merlotte! I need this job, I don't know what I'm gonna do." Tears swelled in my eyes.

Eli took this as a hint to intervene just as a few tears fell from my eyes, his concern quickly turned to anger. "Momma?" He asked in the sweetest tone then turned to Sam with fire in his eyes. "Why'd you make my Momma cry?" He yelled emotion pouring into each word. Right then I knew why he was ranked Elite, my child had the talent for acting. "My Dad already made her cry so you stop it! Or-or I'll beat you up, Mr. Merlotte!" Quickly putting my hands on both sides of L's face I gave him a kiss on the temple.

"Eli please, we don't speak to others like that." I pulled the child into my lap soothing his trembling body. I realized then he wasn't acting but actually defending me. I laughed placing another kiss in his hair. "I'm sorry he's incredibly protective."

Sam chuckled placing his elbow on the table before saying, "I see and honestly I would be too." I blushed not expecting him to be so blunt about his attractions.

"I'm more worried about him." I sighed gently squeezing Eli as I sensed his eyes burning holes through Sam's soul. It seems he also caught Sam's subtle flirt.

"...Alright well if you really need a job I'll hire you for janitorial work. I got enough waitresses for now. I also have a house up for rent but it's being renovated. You can probably move in maybe three or four weeks." I gave him a soft smile and took this as an opportunity to glimpse into his mind one last time.

"Thank you so much Mr. Merlotte, I-I'm looking forward to working with you!" I extend my hand and took one last look. His hand lingered a bit longer before pulling away and smiling at me, this time it reached his eyes.

"You can call me Sam." He said before standing.

"And you can call me Evelyn. Oh, gosh this is Eli." We stood together. I gently pushed Eli to Sam so they could shake hands. Eli was going to have to learn how to block or get used to the pain especially if we were going to be partners for a while. Eli took Sam's hand effectively masking the discomfort in his posture before turning to me with a faked shyness. Once his face was completely out of Sam's view I got a glare that put a smirk on my face.

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