I don't own these characters, though I would love to meet them in real life....

Charlaine Harris owns all except the ones you don't recognize- those are mine.

This is my first attempt...be kind. I am not sure if I should continue this story- if the reviews are good Chapters 3 and 4 will be coming soon.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

I sat up and opened my eyes. Even in the pitch blackness, I could pick out a silhouette of a young woman standing on the other side of what I can only surmise to be a store room of some sort with its lack of windows and the sparse décor. I automatically started to pat myself down checking myself out. I noticed I was wearing a t-shirt and underwear only- neither which were mine. I was sitting on the edge of a narrow bed. A bed in a storage room? That's strange.

"Where am I?" I asked. Drawing into myself, I tried to pick through my memory…Why can't I remember what happened?

"Do you know your name?" asked the woman with an obvious southern lilt to it. Her voice was pleasant and very sweet and even comforting in a maternal sort of way.

"Allison. Allison McCallen. My friends call me Ally."

The figure seemed to stifle surprise at hearing my name. Sigh. Most people do. I don't exactly look the way my name implies. What can I say? I was adopted.

"Nice to meet you Ally. You are at my home. My name is Sookie Stackhouse."

Why does that name sound familiar? This woman seems friendly enough, but why I am here? Oh God- did I pick her up at that bar, Merlotte's? Maybe I had too much to drink- what did I drink? Why was I at a bar? Oh, that's right; I was stopping to grab a quick bite to eat before I found a place to crash for the night. Then I was going to get a job here or move on to some other small town. Maybe he won't find me…stupid girl…he will always find me. I am so tired of running…

"Don't be afraid, Ally you are safe here. In fact, you are more than safe." Pause. "Oh and sweetie, you are not gay- you didn't pick me up for sex- I saved your life." She sighed sadly as she said the last part.

"Thanks… hey, how did you know what I was thinking?" I couldn't hide my hurt when her voice implied that saving my life was a bad thing. I'm not a bad person. Life had already left me with self esteem issues...I was certainly worthy enough to be living though- right?

"I am a telepath, Ally. I can read people's thoughts, although supernatural beings are kind of hit or miss depending on the type." She regarded me slowly and asked, "Are you human?"

"Am I human? You are kidding me right? What else would I be? What did you save me from?"

"You were eating at Merlotte's where I work as a waitress. You seemed so frightened from the get go and well, you kind of stand out."

I rolled my eyes. Where have I heard that before? Okay, okay I am a lot of contradictions. I am part Chinese which is very obvious with my long jet black hair and almond shaped eyes and features. I am petite with a nice figure. I guess you would say I was attractive in an anime sort of way. My main feature that always takes people aback are my green eyes. Not hazel green- emerald green like they were cut and placed in my skull. For as long as I can remember, people have avoided looking into my eyes. I guess it gave them the creeps. Still wonder why I have esteem issues? I shifted uncomfortably on the bed. I never liked my appearance- I always felt like some sort of freak and since I was adopted, no one could explain to me my heritage.

"Anyway," Sookie continued, "when you went to the restroom, a dangerous looking man came in who was obviously looking for you." I folded me hands on my lap trying to concentrate on not looking terrified. Cole was there? How did he find me? I was sure I left nothing that would lead him to this obscure town of all places…

Sookie's laughter brought me out of my train of thought with a start. When she saw my face, she was instantly apologetic. "Sorry for laughing, it's just that most of the time on any given night if a dangerous man would be looking for someone, it was usually me. A couple of guys I know would be happy to know that I am not the only magnet for danger." She chuckled some more. She must have felt my irritation, because she stopped laughing and continued with her story, but I could still hear some mirth in her voice.

"Anyway, this guy, Cole- right? – He spotted you when you got out of the bathroom and quickly exited before you noticed. I knew he was up to no good- his intentions were so obvious I didn't even need to look into his head. I followed you out the door. He wasn't outside, but I suspected he was close. You drove off so fast, so I tailed you hoping to catch up to you and warn you. I admit I wasn't sure how to approach you without freaking you out so I delayed a little. By the time I caught up to you, you were already on the ground by the side of the road, beaten up severely. You were crying out of pain and then shock set in. You told me that you didn't want to die and that you didn't want to be scared anymore. That was when I decided to help you…" Her voice was pensive.

"Beat up? How long have I been at your house?"

"About three days."

"That's impossible. I am a fast healer, but if I was in the kind of state you said I was in- I wouldn't be feeling as good as I do now. In fact, I feel better now than I ever did in my life."

Silence.

I suddenly started to worry. "What's going on, Sookie? What are you not telling me?"

Slowly, Sookie started towards me. As she approached, her features became clearer. She was very attractive in a conventional sort of way…blond hair, blue eyes, great figure. But there was also something not so conventional about her appearance. She had a certain something about her that made you stop and take notice whether you were a man or a woman, hetero or gay. Her eyes showed an odd mixture of anxiety and giddiness as she looked at me.

"From this moment on, you will no longer live in fear. You have a strong spirit, Ally. I hope you will in time realize how remarkable you really are and why I did what I did. We are kindred spirits you and I. I know how it is growing up different, with people leery of your presence as if you had some horrible disease. I want you to realize why my heart instantly went out to you. I hope you will forgive me for what I am about to say..." she spoke steadily with the words rolling off her tongue as if she'd been rehearsing them.

"Yeah, okay…spill it." Here comes the BIG BAD I thought to myself.

"To answer your question, Ally, you are now a vampire. And I am your maker…"

TBC.