Okay, now... I decided to translate my fan fiction "godric's alive" into english to maybe get some more readers. Also, it's a great opportunity to learn a better english.
First of all, thank you so much Krystal Lynn2 for helping me with the translation. You are really nice and a great help! If you find mistakes, feel free to tell me about them, I have to get better with my language.
Okay, enough about that. Have fun reading and please leave a comment.
btw, link for the original story: s/8236736/1/True_Blood_Godrics_Alive (remember, it's in german.)
„I'm hungry. When does the bar open?" I sat on a bar stool in Fangtasia and in the silence listened to the grumbling of my stomach.
"Half an hour. Why don't you drink this... Stuff, if you are so hungry?" Meant Eric rolling his Eyes.
"Oh, please. You can't be so hungry to drink this wannabe blood, can you? Okay, okay, I wait..." I didn't know exactly if I should grin or look disgusted.
"Pam, could you please go and get a pack Tru Blood 0 negative? Seems to be popular." The European held one of the bottles in his hands and looked disgusted, I just commented on this with a loud laughter and went behind the bar. Pam wasn't pleased about her order, but disappeared heading the depot. -
There wasn't anything to do else, it was already tidied up in the previous night, so we sat there and waited until it was time to open the door.
"Well, let's open the bar." It didn't seem to be very enthusiastic about that, however the walked to the door and unlocked it. With a hiss Pam disappeared out of the door to act as a doorman.
It took less than a quarter hour till the bar was full an I could search for something(or someone) to eat.
"Hey, little girl, so alone in here?" From behind there came these word, which caused a rage in me. With a hiss I turned dramatically and looked straight into the eye of the stranger, letting my fangs snap out. "Sweetheart, I am not alone in here. But you, as it looks and if you want to come home today again I would really recommend you leaving immediately." And I kept a last word, which would have been a terrible curse.
"She has got temperament. Isn't that cute?" I could hear Eric talking to Pam on the bar, turned and smiled my sugar sweetest smile, looking that my fangs were showing well. -
After this occurrence I sat on one of the sofas, on which not a vampire with a human sat and watched the dance floor, my tantrum didn't really help with my hunger.
After only a bit of time I found a victim, he wasn't really my first choice, but good enough. The boy had several bite marks on his neck, he wouldn't have much against being bitten, I thought. I dashed to him and asked, looking on his marks; "Want more of these?" I grinned and showed my fangs a second time this evening.
After I chose not to eat my breakfast in front of everyone, we went into a next room. Somehow, I couldn't focus on what I was doing. The boy was enjoying that too much; a moaning "yes"-screaming boy in my arms wouldn't let me calm down even a bit and so I heard a fateful sound of something like chains through the open window.
Hardly half a second later I stood in the bar again in front of Eric. "Eric. Bad news. Fanatic in front of the door. As it sound he can't walks anymore with all that silver on." Pam had heard that and gave us leather gloves, which she also wore, before we walked outside.
"You are good. How did you know that?" Eric meant acknowledging when he saw that young man, who stood there with a look filled with hate and who was just about to enter Fangtasia.
"Damn dead nation! Die!" He raised his in silver wrapped hand and punched me right in the face. The burning wound closed immediately and I was angry.
My protected hand took one end of the chains around his neck and unwrapped it a bit, before I pulled on it. The man retched and begged for his life, when Eric told me to stop.
"I don't like it very much, when my guests are being bothered or even wounded. If I ever see you in this area once again at night, you really can beg for your life. Did I express myself clearly?" His person opposite was just whimpering and seemed to be trying to breath. Now Eric really began to scream. "Did I express myself clearly?" The Man already had tears in his eyes, when he nodded sobbing and immediately ran like for his life.
"Thank you, my dear. I hate these idiots. Nothing better to do than venting their hatred on us. If we would just try to do to them what they do to us, we would have to face the worst disasters and we would be the blood thirsty monsters of the night again." He seemed very annoyed and obviously his mood was on the ground.
"Don't we are blood thirsty monsters anyways?" I rolled my eyes, when I took out the gloves ans looked at my fingers to see how much of the silver had reached them
„Everything's all right?" Eric stood at the entrance and seemed to be waiting for me to come in.
"Yeah, I just think some some of the silver even ame trough the gloves. Hm, maybe I just grabbed him too harshly." I had to grin, us vampires were a bit sadistic and so I found the scene with the choking man funny anyhow.
After this the night was calm finally, the boy from before seemed to got lost and I didn't even eat properly.
„It's getting better. I like these crank fanatics more than these choruses." I meant being lost in thoughts, while watching Eric counting the money.
"Yes, but they don't attack nobody." He replied still seeming pretty annoyed. "Hm, that's a point. Guys, I'm tired. I'll go to the back." I said yawning.
"Alright, just... I have to leave tomorrow. An old friend needs my help and as it looks you and am have to run the bar for an indefinite time. Where is Chow by the way? He wasn't here for several nights now. As a partner for this business he should be here, when we open." I knew, how useless protest would be, so I didn't say a word. Five years where enough to get to know Eric that good.
"I can just try to call him." I said while disappearing into my room.
"Hey, Chow. Where the hell are you? Eric is really pissed off right now and as it turns out, we have to run the business for some time. Please show up again." It wasn't like him, but I didn't care so much. Chow wasn't the oldest vampire I knew, but he could scare you, if you didn't know him.
Eric is case was the oldest vampire, I knew. He was around 1100 years old as he told me once.
"Hey, I know how much you hate this stuff, but you didn't seem to get much today, I know that. Maybe just try it." Erics clumsy face expression I found kinda cute, when he brought me a bottle of Tru Blood.
I took it, but just set it beside. "Eric? Who is this friend you have to help? And where by the way?"
"A very old friend. Dallas, in Texas. I know it's far away, but you are not alone, little girl." He knew how to tease me, and so I muttered his last word silently again.
"I already thought he's not a new friend. However, be aware. This town is called the most vampire friendly, but also this vampire hating church is located there. Ironic, huh?"
Eric grinned, gave me a tender kiss on my forehead and wished be a good day.