Southern Vampire Series
Disclaimer: A reimagining of the first meeting between Erik/Sookie: Currently reading the books and fan of the TV show so there are all kinds of influences in this. More book series than show as the story progresses by the way. I give all credit to Ms. Harris; it is her world.

Erik's POV

After 1000 years, life can get rather…dull. Fangtasia has not proved to be the distraction I had hoped. My initial amusement at the lust consumed, shocked tourists who flock to glimpse into our world of death has worn off rather quickly. Predictability does not suit vampires. I scanned the group once more, rolling my eyes at the pitful seduction efforts of both men and women…Fangbangers. Utterly useless, but they do provide me a steady income. For that I should be grateful.

My eye caught Bill Compton, one of my more loyal but colorless subjects. He looked more nervous and pallid than his usual state. I wonder….Oh. To his left was my answer. He had his arm rather protectively around an absolute vision in white. She was perfection. The curve of her hips and breasts were perfectly accentuated by her small waist. Her pouty lips, beautiful green eyes, and platium ringlets effortlessly sexy and she quite clearly held herself as if she was entirely oblivious of her beauty. The smell of her innocence was intoxicating. How could this creature still be unmarked? "Oh Bill," I chuckled to myself, "Your stupidity knows no bounds".

"Summon them," I guestured to Pam. She too had noticed the woman Bill was with and by her fangs, I could tell her interest was peaked as well. "Do you think she swings both ways?" she whispered, a devilish grin on her face. Pamela reveled in the sexual freedom of vampire, but certainly seemed to be keeping more female companions of late. "Unlikely," I replied, hoping this girl would make eye contact with me. I am not above glamouring.

Luck was on my side, and I noticed her quick but still suggestive scan my body before she made eye contact with me. I was ready and focused all my energy on bending her mind to my will.

Nothing. No familiar pull of her mind submitting. No reaction. My keen senses were able to spot her eyes widening in fear and quick murmuring to Bill. Looks like there the goddess now has some explaining to do. Interesting…

"Master," Bill bowed deeply from the waste and the girl, confused but clearly taking his lead, gave me a quick curtsey. I noticed she had looked to see how Pam addressed me, but of course my child would not bow. She merely returned to my side as I suppressed the desire to laugh.

"Bill, it has been a while since we have seen you at Fangtasia." Questions are beneath me and would not help me along with Bill. I have never met a more closed lipped, sullen individual in my long life.

"I've been mainstreaming."

"I see that," I eyed the girl and was rewarded with a beautiful blush creeping across her features. "Who is your companion?"

"I'm Sookie, Sookie Stackhouse," she stuck out her hand. A handshake? I had almost forgotten about those little slices of manners and frankly so had the rest of the human world. We are monsters who deserve no humanity to most…dare I say all but this Sookie.

"Well hello Sookie. My name is Erik. I run this bar and I am Sherrif of Area 5." I hoped my title would peak her curiosity but no such luck.

Wasting no time, she pulled two pictures out of her purse. "Bill said you might be able to help me. Have you seen either of these women at the bar?"

"We do not make a habit of ratting out our clentale. Its bad business," I scolded, dropping the pleasantries I was hoping would put me in her favor. I owed her nothing and its best she know that.

"Please," she whispered steping away from Bill to kneeling down next to my throne. "They are trying to say my brother killed them both and I just know it's not him." Her beauty up close was even more devistating. I would have her. No matter what.

"One condition," I said. I couldn't resist showing my hand and brushing a strand of hair from her face. It was a slight move, almost unintentional but what do you expect from hundreds of years of praticing. I got my reward. The beautiful vein on her milky white neck revealed that not only did she feel it, but her heart beat had certainly increased. In fact, unless I was mistaken…I could smell every so faintly her desire. Her desire for me. I couldn't resist a glance at Bill. If he could smell her too, he was not letting on his discomfort. "What are you?"

She winced, as if she was bracing for the worst reaction imaginable. "Telepath."

I smiled genuinely. I imagine when I feel pleasure is the moments I look the most human. "Excellent. Be proud of your gift Sookie. It makes you extraordinary. May I call upon your services if I require them? I can pay handsomely."

"Not necessary, I would be happy to help. A friend of Bill's is a friend of mine," she added. Poor girl, it took her long enough to notice the discomfort of her male companion.

I grinned, exposing my fully extended fangs. Fuck Compton, I can only hide my desire for her for so long. "But I am no friend of Bill's. I believe we have…competing interests."

As she was getting to her feet, she leaned in towards me, hiding her face and mine with her hair. In a barely audible whisper she said, "Do you see the man standing against the far corner wall with the silver mohawk? He's an uncover cop. You need to get him out of here before he realizes there is a vamp feeding on a human in the bathroom. She's willing, but like the police will care."

I motioned to Pam, but she was already on her way towards the man. I turned back towards Sookie. "Thank you"

"What are friends for?" she winked impishly at him, almost despite herself.

Author's Note: No flames please. If I get some reviews I'll write another chapter =D