My First time writing actual fanfiction, I always wondered what it would be like if Eric Northman had a progeny of this time, how different everything would be. So I decided to write my own OC as the progeny of Eric Northman!
Disclaimer: I don't own True blood
Alexandria Lonnquist wondered if this would be the ending of her young life as she tried to block out the high pitched screaming of the girl next to her. Not less than ten minutes ago she was at a party, tipsy and making out in the woods near it. All of a sudden she was pulled off her so called lover who got bashed in the head by a baseball bat and dragged towards an old rundown car. She realized that she was going to get kidnapped and she screamed at the top of her lungs as she tried to get kick the man who was dragging her towards the vehicle. She hit him hard with her feet one time where the sun didn't shine, his reaction was giving her a knife between the ribs saying if she didn't shut up her throat would be next.
The rope that was tied around her wrists rather tightly kept her hands together making it unable for her to move them, she could feel the blood gushing out of the open wound as she tried to shift herself against the side of the trunk, trying to make some space between her and the girl. Was this really the end? Was this her punishment for being a bitch? For being selfish and putting herself first? Karma is a bigger bitch then you Alex, someday she will find you and punch you in the face, hard. Her best friend Kate once said. In response Alexandria laughed out loud waving the so called quote away with her hand. Sometimes her best friend said the most ridiculous crap but at this moment as she lays on her back in the trunk of a car she doubted if Kate her so called crappy quotes actually were not the truth all along.
The girl next to her had stopped calling out for help probably realizing nobody could hear her, her screaming turned into cries and her cries turned into uncontrollably sobbing, occasionally a ''Why god, why?'' could be heard through it. Alexandria rolled her eyes at the words of the girl, annoyed by her pleas and her crying. She was an atheist herself, there was no god. Not in her reality at least. Tears don't fix anything Alexandria, crying never helped anyone do any good. So I suggest you stop. Her mother always said before walking away into another direction leaving the young Alexandria with her teary eyes and wet cheeks.
Her mother wasn't always like that, Alex remembered her also as a happy, loving mother who would do anything for her children, who hugged them when they cried but that person died a long time ago with her husband and older son. Her father and brother died when she was five in a car accident, a drunk driver hitting the car with two hundred miles an hour from the side. Her brother died instantly but her father survived, a miracle you should say but his internal bleedings and brain damage were so bad that two days later they needed to pull the plug. Yes they all died, leaving Alexandria all alone in a big empty house with the remains of what was left of her mother.
'Were going to die, aren't we?' The girl whispered as the car came to a stop.
For a second she frowned, her current situation forgotten by going down memory lane and she focused on the voices outside. Yelling, whistling and laughing could be heard and all of a sudden it became deadly quiet.
'I'm scared.'
'Of course you're scared, were going to die shut up.' Alexandria snapped, deciding she had heard enough of the girls whining.
'At least show some guts.' She said more to herself then the girl.
Footsteps could be heard and within a second the trunk was pulled open, revealing the dark night. Alexandria was pulled out rather roughly, dizzy because of the blood loss and tipsy because of the alcoholic drinks she tripped over her own two feet, in the progress hitting the hard cold ground. She could feel her knees getting scrapped through the material of her jeans and winched in pain.
As Alex looked at her surroundings she could hear the girl going into hysterics again telling how sorry she was for all that she had done and sobbing once more. Vampires, O shit. There were probably hundreds of them, standing around them in a circle, on the buildings behind them, everywhere. As she looked up she met the eyes of a vampire sitting in front of her smirking at her.
'No.' She heard someone say. 'I won't.'
Alexandria turned her head into the direction of the voice, looking up at the young gentleman behind her, his eyes burning into the one of the man on the chair.
''Jesus, god, save me please.' The girl cried out as she fell down on her knees beside Alexandria, wiping away the tears as she mumbled some more prayers. For fucks sake girl.
'Put me in the coffin Magister, I will go willingly.' The gentleman said, the determination could be heard in his voice as he spoke.
Alexandria frowned at the man as he walked towards this so called magister. Was he sacrificing himself?
The girl began to beg the magister to let her go, crawling towards him on her hands and knees as she cried for freedom. 'Please, I won't tell anyone I swear.'
Alexandria wanted to speak up, say to the girl she should shut up, that no one was going to save her but the blood loss made her lightheaded, making it hard to pay attention to the whole scene.
The magister bended forward towards the young girl ignoring her cries and smirking slightly as he spoke. 'Meet your maker.'
Maker? Where did she hear that before? Ah, never mind. Alexandria looked at the gentleman groggily who stood now next to the girl as he glanced down at her, his eyes full of guilt.
'Please don't kill me. Please.' She said looking up at him, her cheeks wet with salty tears.
'As for you sheriff.' The magister said as he looked probably to one of the men behind her. 'It has come to mine attention that you released your progeny. Is that correct?'
Alexandria turned her head when she heard footsteps coming into her direction, she looked at the man who probably was this so called sheriff. A strike of fear hitting her as her light blue eyes met his for a slight second. 'That is correct magister.'
The magister smirked at his words and turned his attention back to Alexandria, his eyes glistering with amusement as he spoke. This man was clearly enjoying himself, it sickened Alex to the bone.
'It has also come to mine attention that not many newborns survive the first year. Let's just make an extra, just to be safe.' The magister said as he motioned for the sheriff to come forward.
'Meet your maker.'
Alexandria swallowed the lump in her throat, the voice of Kate suddenly once more filling her thoughts. O my god, Alex you never guess what happened to Tom Smith! He was in one of those vampire bars to check out a band and let himself got bitten by a vampire, he is a vampire now! Derek saw him in the bar the other night drinking a bottle of whatever dead people drink and talked to him for a few minutes. Can you actually believe it! Tom Smith! But the weirdest thing what Tom told him was when a vampire bites you and you become a vampire they get like- complete control. It's because they're your maker.
'O fuck no!' Alexandria cried out as she tried to stand up with last strength she had left. 'No way, everything else except that! Even death would be better.' And she meant it, there was no way that she would stand for being a vampire. Living forever, drinking blood and never seeing the sun again. Never seeing her family again. Death was her only salvation, a true dead not a living corpse one.
The magister cackled at her words clearly finding her small fight amusing. 'My dear, there is no choice in this matter nor do we need permission. The only permission needed is mine and mine is given. The laws of the vampire sta-'
''Fuck you and you're vampire law!'' Alexandria spat as she regained her balance. If she was going down, she was going down with a fight. Who gave this man the power to be the judge over who lives and who dies? She wasn't afraid of him, she wasn't afraid of any of those bloodsuckers and if she had the strength she would fight them all.
'Who made you king of everything? Who are you to decide what happens to any of us?' Alexandria whispers almost inaudibly before collapsing on her knees once again fighting to stay conscious.
The blood had soaked through her white shirt, the tips of her blond curls dripping with blood as her hair came in contact with the shirt.
The magister laughed loudly as he motioned for the sheriff to step forward.
'If you both would end this Mister Compton, Sheriff Northman we could continue with the next trial. It seems you're soon to be progeny is bleeding to death and we wouldn't want that now, would we?'
Alexandria closed her eyes and let herself fall on the ground, she whimpered softly as the pain became too much to handle. Karma is a bigger bitch then you Alex, someday she will find you and punch you in the face, hard.
Yes this was karma, everything she had done in her young life, taunting people, cheating, stealing, every time in her life she had sinned was here to punch her in the face. And it wasn't just a punch, it was a total beat down, one Alex knew she wasn't going to survive. She winched as a cold hand grabbed her by the arm tightly forcing her to sit up straight. This really was the end.
'I am afraid glamour is forbidden , Mister Compton.' She heard the magister say vaguely.
Alexandria could feel the sheriff tuck a few strands of hair away behind her ear trying to get better access to her neck she presumed. She could feel him bend forward and with the very last strength she had Alexandria tried to push him away, her pale hands pushing against his chest as she heard a sudden 'click'.
The sheriff his fingers squeezed down on her chin, turning her face and neck sideways as he sunk his fangs in to her flesh. Alexandria let out a small whimper as the sheriff held her into an iron grip with his hands, she felt herself fall deeper and deeper away into the darkness, her heartbeat going slower by the second until it completely disappeared and for the very last time in her young human life a tear escaped and made its way down her pale cheek.
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Love, Ami