Stuff to know: It's an OC story with BC/SS pairing and EN/OFC. Don't like it, don't read it. I don't own anything you recognize (The only charater I own it's Lilian, and the situation you don't see on the show). I wanna thanks my beta's: gem1990 & Princess-Serenity-324. Thanks!
Chapter I – More sweeter than metallic.
I am unusually bored.
The crowd outside is going insane: dancing, feeding, sucking, drinking, fucking. Been there, done that. I can hear them asking 'Please, where's Eric' or Pam, or me... Being the oldest fangs in the middle of nowhere, gives us that kind of attention. Not that we mind, it brings people to the place, but after years of hearing the same thing, it gets old...
Inside the office me, Eric and Pam, rest, trying to block out the noise. The new body guard, Cho, is standing outside the door, as he was told, and he knows better then not obey. I lay on the couch trying to read Bram Stoker's 'Dracula', while Pam was trying to do something to Eric. That woman gets away with everything. I think he only let's her do whatever it is she does, because she's my child. Mother figure he says.
"Why the long face, princess?" I look up to see Eric in a ridiculous manner: tin foil leaf on half his head, and a green medical gown. If only the humans could see him now.
" I'm bored..." I reply, laying the book I was reading on my belly.
" Lilian, you're always bored" Pam says with nonchalance from behind Eric, pushing his head down to insert yet another tin foil leaf on his hair.
I sigh, nodding. In the last couple of years I've started to feel a little bored. Eric says it's normal, that he was actually waiting for me to get bored sooner or later. Although, I have to be honest, all this predicament with Sookie and Bill Compton, has brought a little excitement to my almost 1000 years of existence. I have, kind of, taken an interest in the story. Not only Sookie, like Eric, but the whole "vamp loves human" thing. It's kind of sweet. It's true we fangs don't feel much, but when we do, it's earth shattering.
I feel something touch my barefoot and tickle me. Opening my eyes I see Eric with the tiniest smile on his face. Tin foil still in his hair, I can't help but smile back shaking my head, he's such a princess. I take my legs off the couch to give him place to sit, which he does. He leans back and I sit up straight, next to him. We stare ahead to a metal stand full of True Blood.
I can feel his presence next to me. I can also feel that he is bored and relaxed, it's coming out of him like waves. I don't think Pam can feel it though, she's sighing, rolling her eyes, leaning against a wall. It's something that can only be felt from creator to child, especially if they have been in the same nest from creation. Sometimes I can do it with Pam too, but with Eric it's stronger.
I hear him sigh and take my hand. Getting up, I put on my shoes and walk behind the blonde man. Gesturing to Pam to stay and fetch Cho. We walk towards the door to the basement and I already know what he's going to do.
"I hope you know, I find what you're doing downstairs, disgusting and not very classy." I say before he opens the door.
"I know, and I've taken it into consideration, love. But we need to keep the balance." He says before dragging me downstairs,"Besides it's fun to see 'em flinch."
I don't really care for hurting innocent humans, and even when I feed, I glamour the person, just to take the sting out of it. But, if you hurt one of us, Eric will find you, lock you up, question you and if you're really lucky, kill you. And I'll be right beside him all the way. I have to give it to him; it was fun to see the vampire killers he caught, begging for their lives.
Still the conditions of the 'prisoners' are far from pleasant. The smell downstairs is so bad, that I'm sure if I had my digestive system working I'd throw up. Chained up to some rudimentary wheel, with a bucket for the needs of their human body, the prisoners would flinch every time we walked down a step.
I stand in the last step watching Eric walk near the wheel and taunt some hillbilly. I sigh, apparently he burned three vampires and one human. Bad move boy, the smell of burnt vampire, sticks with you like a gum on the bottom of your shoe.
Eric unchains the man and pushes him roughly up the stairs. I grin, shake my head and start up the stairs. The unlucky hillbilly, starts reciting every curse known to mankind and fangs. Honestly I think he should be doing the exact opposite, maybe Eric would take pity on him and let him come back down to rot. But, by the way things look; I don't think living is a possibility on his near future.
" Hey, you fucking cunt!" I hear him scream at me.
I stop and turn, my fangs bare. If anything I would scare him enough to shut the fuck up. Apparently he has more balls then I imagine, seeing that my cheek is now supporting the burned symbol of a cross. The slimy meat sack actually had silver with him. The hissing I hear makes me disgusted. The only thing that occurs to me is to scream at Eric.
" Fucking killing him! Now!"
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