Permanent disclaimer: I do not own anything from True Blood except my OC's.

Hello all. This is my first True Blood fanfic, so please I need all the reviews I can get. So, don't hesitate to comment on certain things I need to fix or what I did good on. Just to make things clear this story takes place during the third season after Sookie has found out that she is a faerie. I guess if this was part of the series it would be seen as a set of filler episodes (only better ). Please enjoy and review my story. Thank you.

Chapter 1: Unholy Trinity Part 1

If there are vampires, werewolves, shape shifters, and maenads…what other creatures of myth and legend are out there? Today three creatures will come to Bon Temps and wreak as much havoc as their retched hearts desire.

A teenage girl with light brown hair stood in the darkness outside of the old Compton house. She wore an open, thick brown leather jacket, with a black t-shirt and skinny jeans that were a little too long for her. She had dark brown eyes that were almost black. The dull uninterested look on her face as well as her presence would have reminded you of death. She stared nervously at the old house thinking how much it looked the same even after all these years. She had lost track of how many years she had been gone. She wondered if the rumors were true, if who was rumored to take hold in the house really lived there? And if they did, would they remember her?

The wind blew restlessly as she contemplated whether this was really worth it. I have to do this. She thought and then made her way to the dark and dingy looking house. The white paint of the door was chipped and old. The girl wondered if the houses occupant had ever considered redecorating, then erased the thought from her mind, rang the doorbell, and put her mind back on the matter at hand.

"Wait just a moment!" a voice called from inside. Within a few seconds the door opened and standing in it was a pale white man with dark brown hair and thick sideburns. He had brown eyes that were pink and puffy around the outside and he was barely dressed. Altogether he had the look of a dead man. I am indecent. Please wait just another minute," he said after realizing that it was a young woman who was standing at the door he dashed up the stairs of his house with unrealistic and put on more appropriate clothing and rushed back down. "Thank you for waiting. Now how may I help you?"

The girl stood frozen staring at the man. The face of the man she had once known and cherished, the face of the man who had left her was standing right in front of her. She was on the verge of tears, but she dare not shed one for she hated her tears. She felt that they were the worst part of her. Finally she spoke, "May I please come in?"

"Oh…uh…yes please do come in." The man led her to his living room where he sat her and himself on a seemingly brand new couch. "So, what is it that you needed so late at night little girl?"

The girl fidgeted uncomfortably pondering how to answer the question. "….daddy it's me." The man's face was one of utter confusion. "Daddy it's me Sarah…Sarah Compton. Don't you remember me?" Sarah realized she could no longer hold back her tears. Droplets of blood came pouring out of her eyelids and trickling down her face.

"What? That's impossible. My Sarah died from old age." He said in disbelief, but now that he thought about it the girl did have an uncanny resemblance to his human daughter Sarah, whom he had left to go to war and never returned.

"Daddy," she said, her eyes bleeding the crimson liquid, "I got turned." Her lips were now quivering. "I got turned into a vampire. And I've been looking for you everywhere."

The man quickly embraced the girl smothering her. Sarah's tears became malignant causing her father to cry to. In response to the loud sobs, a voice called down the stairs, "Bill! Who was at the door?" The voice was that of which belonged to a female. Her hips swayed sensually as she walked down the steps in a silk robe. She was a pretty Caucasian girl with blonde hair.

Bill stood and whipped away his bloody tears. "Uh…Sookie, this is my daughter from when I was human." The woman, Sookie gasped in surprise. "She was turned and has spent many years searching for me." Being the kind of person that Sookie was, she rushed over to the still weeping girl and swallowed her in a suffocating embrace.

"Nice to meet you Sookie," Sarah said to the perky blonde, "so how exactly do you know my father?"

"Sarah…I don't know quite how to say this, but…Sookie is my lover." Sarah broke Sookie's hug and stared in a way that seemed like she hadn't heard him correctly.

"What?" She said in a wavering voice.

"Sookie is my lover, Sarah." Sarah's flooding of the eyes halted with these words.

"Are you joking?" She asked as her face became the epitome fury and rage. "What would my mama, your wife think of this? What? She dies and you just go off and find some airheaded, blonde floozy to replace her?"

"Excuse me!" Sookie exclaimed.

"Now Sarah, you know that's not-

"How would you like it if your new girlfriend was dead just like mama?" Sarah yelled. Her mouth opened wide and two large pearly white fangs slid out from beneath her gums. She then forcefully grabbed Sookie and brought her neck to her own mouth, impaling her with her fangs.

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I hoped you guys liked this chapter. Did you like the ending? Come on, you know that's how all True Blood episodes end. Please review! I'm only fifteen, so I'm an amateur writer and I need all of the help and suggestions I can get( a little praise couldn't hurt either ).

Next chapter: Merlotte's gets a mysterious stranger who is not at all what he seems is looking for Sam. The stranger says that Sam owes him something. When Sam asks what it is the stranger replies with a sly grin, "Your heart…"