A/N – This is my very first story. I hope that you all take the time to leave me a review and tell me if you liked it or not, and if you want you can write any constructive criticism or suggestions. Your feedback is most welcome. If you end up not liking it then I am sorry for having wasted your time. You can always go read some of the amazing stories that you have here in the Fanfiction world written by fabulous writers like Suki59, Zigster, FarDareisMai2, LindsayK, Yogagal, DcWriter16, txone, Leia1912, Vixenfae, APearle, Meg2, Terri Botta, etc... There's just too many to name them all in here! Go on and read their stories, they will definitely be worthwhile. You can find some of them in a few mouse clicks if you check my favorite stories in my profile.

So, even though Eric is a vampire and Sookie is a human this story is very different from the original one, which by the way belongs to Charlaine Harris. I am just borrowing Eric, Sookie and some of her other characters for a while. I won't reveal much more than this for now. Stay tuned and I am sure things will get more defined and crystal clear in the future chapters.

I am not from an English-speaking country and I don't have a Beta, so please, bear with me and forgive me for my awkward grammatical constructions and for my mistakes in general. Thank You!

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CIRCUS

I

SPOV

I was finally on holidays. It seemed like it had taken ages for the freaking day to arrive. It was the 5th of August and I had a whole month ahead of me to go anywhere and wherever I wanted to go to. I had been saving for months to be able to do my trip, a very much desired and well deserved trip. I was just going to put my backpack on my shoulders and go any direction I felt like going to. The means of transportation could and would be: plane, train, bus, car, boat, bicycle or any other, it just didn't matter. What did matter was that I was going to travel for real for the very first time in my adult life.

Amelia, my best friend, was going with me and ever since we first started to talk about traveling we agreed that we didn't want to go on a nice-well-planned-ahead-trip. We just wanted to travel, have fun and have the best adventure of our lives.

I was living alone. Two years had already flown by since my grandmother passed away. My parents died when I was 7 years old. I didn't have to worry about leaving behind someone preoccupied about me while I was away on my «crazy trip» as Sam, my boss, called it. My closest living relative, my brother Jason, just couldn't give a flying fuck about my life so when I told him I was going to travel he simply told me that maybe I should put my money to a better use or save some more and spend it later in something else «much more important». Like maybe to pay his debts, no doubt! Anyway, after he realized I was really going and that there was no way in hell that he could convince me otherwise, he ended up wishing me a «nice trip».

A «nice trip»?! I definitely didn't want to have a «nice trip»! Who the hell ever wants to have a «nice trip»?!! I wanted to have a fantabulous trip! Maybe when I would be 80 years of age I'd enjoy going on a «nice trip». I was 30, I wanted much more than just a «nice» anything.

It was 7 a.m., Amelia would be arriving soon and then we would take off on our joint adventure to our unknown tripland.

The bell rang. I went to the door and opened it.

"Are you ready?" Amelia asked me with a huge smile on her face.

"You bet! Let's go, girl!" I said and smiled back at her.

I grabbed my backpack and took a look back over my shoulder to see if the lights were all turned off, then I closed the door and locked it. I already had checked everything else in my house before Amelia arrived so I didn't need to do it all over again. Yes, sometimes I do check things more than two times, even more than three times which is kind of ridiculous, because if on time 1 it was OK, on time 2 it was still OK, it most definitely would be OK on time 3. But that's me sometimes. Anyway, this was one of the things I had decided I would not be doing on my trip. Double check would still be OK, but no more than that. It would just spoil the adventure and the mystery of it all. I was hoping I could control myself.

Once outside Amelia and I decided to go have some breakfast. We agreed to take Amelia's car to town and leave it parked at Tray's house and from there we could walk to the first open coffee and breakfast place we could find. Tray, Amelia's boyfriend, had been always very supportive about our trip, ever since he heard we were thinking about doing it, even though he admitted he would miss her terribly. He is a very decent guy and a good friend.

I had no boyfriend and was happy about it. Why? Well, I guess you could say that my past love life experiences weren't that successful and ever since the most recent pink love cloud implosion happened I'd rather be alone than with some unworthy jerk.

After parking the car close to Tray's house and putting the key in his mailbox we headed out to a little coffee place just around the corner to have our breakfast. I ordered some Cheddar Biscuits with a big glass of coffee and milk and Amelia just asked for some orange juice.

There were some magazines on our table and while I was eating I decided to open one of them. It opened on a page which had been marked by someone who, without no doubt, must have thought it was worthwhile. I looked right at the center of the page because the add there was calling for me to do exactly that. It totally captivated me. All I could see at first were the colors. A fantastic work of art done in several shades of my 3 favorite colors: red, violet and black. It was fantabulous! (Yes, I do love this word, even if you can't find it in a dictionary.) After staring at the amazing intertwining of colors for a really long time, I got my eyes to focus on the compelling written message. It looked like it was written in the most beautiful Gothic form of writing I had ever seen before. It gave you the feeling that it had been just handwritten in that precise moment for your eyes only. I felt kind of strange and under some kind of spell. Finally, my eyes started to move again, as if they were ordered by some higher power, and they got fixated in a particular picture in the add. There were several pictures in the background but my vision seemed to zoom in for only one of them, and only THAT one got all my undivided attention.

"Sookie...Sookie...Helloooo!!!"

"What??" I answered but kept looking at the picture in the add. I just could't take my eyes off of it. Or off of Him to be more precise!

"You have been looking at that magazine for the last 15 minutes without breathing. What got your attention so much that has impaired your movements?" Amelia said laughing.

"What do you mean?"

"Sookie, you have been looking open mouthed at that magazine for a quarter of an hour and you have been crushing to pieces your half eaten biscuit for that same duration of time. Please put the biscuit down on your plate and don't hurt it anymore. Yes, that's it, good girl! Now show me what did you find there that is so captivating." Amelia glanced at the add and after putting it through a thorough examination seemed to be captivated by it too.

"That's it!" She said looking at me with a huge wicked smile on her face.

"What?"

"That's where we are going! We needed to decide where to go or at least a first destination to go to on this trip of ours, and this is it!"

"But this is in Portugal, in Europe? We are in the U.S. and we don't know if this add is even recent or very old or if they are even there still."

"Well, this magazine is from this month and it says here that they will be there for at least 2 weeks, so they are there and we are going, Sookie girl."

"That's just cr....." I started to tell her but stopped speaking before I finished the sentence. "Amelia, you know what, you are right! We are so going there!!"

"Wow! This add really got you or should I say THIS mysterious being in this picture got you?" She said pointing to the picture in question with her finger.

"Drop it, I just like the add in general. It has all my favorite colors in it and it's very well written. You know I like these kind of stuff... it is very... hmmm... 'Visual'. It gets to your senses... it really is a fantastic add, a work of fine art." I told her and I just looked down at the picture again.

"Yeah, absolutely! Very 'Visual' indeed! This gorgeous long blond haired vampire in this picture, that you keep staring at, definitely is a very satisfying 'Visual' and 'a work of fine art' for just about any woman alive on Planet Earth. Oh, and for some men, too, I am sure!" She said while laughing at me. "Sookie, just admit it girl, you would jump his bones if he showed up in front of you right this minute. Hell, even I might do that, myself! Oh, wait, it's daylight now so I guess we could never jump him right now. But, hey, we could do it later at night. ALL. NIGHT. LONG!" She kept on teasing me.

"Cut it out Amelia, you know that I am not too keen on the idea of being around vampires. I have never met one personally, but that is just fine with me, because honestly they kind of scare me." I simply told her hoping that my answer would put a stop to this silly conversation.

What I didn't tell her was that I've always wanted to meet a vampire face to face ever since they made their revelation to the world. Yes, they kind of scared me, but they were so mysterious that I just could not not want to meet them. I've always loved mystery and I was pretty sure I would always seek and explore it until the rest of my days! And the vampire, in that picture, in front of me, sure was the personification of the word mystery and I just felt more than compelled to go to him, wherever he might be. Maybe, just maybe, I could be fortunate enough to have a quick look at him. Who knows, maybe I would even get luckier and get close enough to say hello to him or something. And maybe, I could even touch him, and maybe I could.... Yeah, right, on your dreams, Sookie!

"Sure, I totally believe your words, my friend, the way you were looking at that picture you sure looked scared." She kept on teasing me and I decided to take the distraction to will away my impossible-maybe-thoughts from my hyperactive mind. "Hmmm... let me read the article below the add so we get to know a bit more about them. Oh, interesting, they travel all over the world, almost like a Gypsy family, and they stay in a place until they feel it is the right time to leave it. The company has Vampire, Human, Were and Shifter performers and they are from all over the world. The owner and ringmaster, who is also a trapeze artist and the Circus's main attraction, is Swedish. My, my, Sookie, no wonder you were looking, or more like drooling, at that picture. You love Sweden, right?"

"Amelia, stop that. You know I like all Scandinavian countries, not just Sweden. You do know that I have a passion for reading about historical and/or mythical beings from all over the world. Swedish Vikings or Scandinavian Vikings are just one of those beings."

"Viking, indeed. Viking Vampire is what you were and still are looking at. Now, wouldn't you just love to look at him in flesh and blood as close and personal as possible?" Amelia said and winked while laughing at me.

"Amelia, you are impossible! You know that is never going to happen! And even if it did I am not so sure I would want it." I answered and laughed at her words but at the same time I could't stop wondering: What if it did happen? Would I want it? Hell, yes! Stop it Sookie, no more pink love clouds, remember? And over a Vampire? Get a grip, girl!

"Come on, Sookie, let's take a cab to the airport and get ourselves in the next flight available that will fly us to Portugal. The rest we will figure it out and see if it will happen or not when we get there."

"Okay, let's fly to see the CIRCUS."

TBC

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