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So, yeah, I had this random thought and knew that it could work for either Morganville Vampires or SVM… and I chose you guys! Partially because, I have to admit, I have too many MV ones, but I decided that it would be riveting to write this story in SVM!

I hope you enjoy it!

Summary:

When vampires die, they die, right? There is no coming back for them – they have had their second chance at life and that's their last… isn't it? What if Sookie finds something different, something which could destroy her entire life set up and the entire world – including the current vampires?

Sookie's POV:

Ok. With what I've just found out, I'm scared. Actually, shit scared would be a better way to put it – especially with the fact that Eric has responded the same way as me. There was a rather large part of me that thought if Eric found the news ok, then I could as well – even though I know that he would probably just try and hide it from me. Yet when he is showing his fear so openly in front of me, then I know I need to be running and hiding.

So, the news. Well, it was an accident that I found out – Bill Compton, ex boyfriend and also neighbour, has been doing research (the computer nerd he is) to create a database of all the vampires in the country of the USA. It was on the orders of Sophie-Anne Leclerq, the now dead Queen of Louisiana and Arkansas, that he makes this and, for a time, it resided in my house until I gave it back.

Yet back to the point I was making; well, Bill has been making this for the past few years and has been noticing something mighty strange happening in the area of Nevada… this just happens to be the place where rather a lot of vampires are appearing. Unfortunately, the issue isn't that they're vampires (I'm sure the Fellowship of the Sun would disagree with me here) but the fact that they have all been killed. Yes, you heard me right: vampires who have been staked, or otherwise killed, seem to be returning from the dead.

"What do we do?" I ask Eric with a shakiness to my voice that I would prefer to be absent. "I mean, should I get my running shoes on and get set off now?" I make a light joke of it, trying to get him to tell me that it really will be ok.

He shakes his head and looks at me more sombrely than I could have foreseen. Then he looks away, to the left where Bill stands, and stares at him with a knowledge that scares me right down to the bone. That is, before he turns back to me and looks me dead in the eyes. In that instant, I know that everything is screwed up and that our chances are probably next to nil. Whoopedoo! It's just what I've always wanted.

"No, honey, running won't make a difference," he says softly to me, taking one of my limp hands in his. He motions for Bill to step forwards and he does, looking just as grim, perhaps more so, as my boyfriend… husband, whatever. This really isn't the time to dispute the value of a duped wedding ceremony which – I hasten to add – is only relevant in the vampire world.

"I have spoken to my contacts in England and Australia, and they inform me that the situations are similar there," Bill says gravely. "I was unaware of the cataloguing of vampires in those countries, but evidently surges have been beginning to show in the amount of vampires – and these aren't vampires that have been newly created. Oh no, these are the deadliest that have been killed by scores of vampires fighting at the same time, most of whom also died." Well, SHIT! I cannot run, so I'm just trapped here. That's just flipping great, stuck in a place where lots of lovely vampires – who aren't going to be at all bitter about the fact that they died – are returning to. For what reason, I doubt any of us could possibly begin to fathom.

"Is there anything in common with the vampires that are coming back?" I jump in with a question that has been bugging me ever since I made the connection (faster, I may add, than Bill did) about the sightings of dead vampires (Bubba not included, since he is sighted as his former human self) and the rising numbers.

"I suppose you could say that, at least the American ones, they have all shown an allegiance to one man in particular," Eric sighs, more worried than I actually thought possible. I never thought that anything would faze him, least of all this, but evidently I was wrong.

"And who may that be?" I ask, with a sinking feeling in my stomach that I already know the answer. Many vampires – previously dead after being undead… I need to come up with a name to distinguish these from the regular previously dead – are converging in Nevada. I don't suppose the fact that they're going there could have anybearing on who is bringing them back, could it?

Eric looks, if possible, grimmer than before and exchanges another look with Bill before turning to me.

"Felipe de Castaro," he finally says, confirming my fears. "Our King."

That is just flipping great!

This is sort of just a setting of the scene chapter… if you guys review, I'll update soon with a longer chapter!

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