Chapter One.
Blood. Everywhere. I have to leave... before they find me too.
2 weeks later.
I can't believe I'm really here! What am I supposed to say, 'Oh hey, Sookie. You don't know me but I'm your long lost cousin! Mind if I stay here a while?' I don't think so.
And yet here I am, driving my Scandinavian ass up my Louisianan Cousin's Driveway. Guess it's a good thing I speak English just as good as Swedish, huh?
I should probably explain how Sookie and I are related. Well, her father had a half brother, the son of his father, the half-fairy Fintan. His mother died in childbirth and Fintan was left with the child. Anyway, the fairies would not accept him, and so he was left in an orphanage in England. When he was a few months old, a family adopted him and raised him as their own. But when he was 17, he met a beautiful Swedish woman who was travelling the country. He was entranced by her, literally, as she was no ordinary human; she was a siren. Though, he didn't find that out until years later. She had long fiery hair and glowing green eyes that shined like emeralds.
When she returned to her home country, he left with her and they married not long after. A year or so later, I was born. After my birth, the siren revealed to him what she was and what I would be when I became of age. So, yes. I am a half-siren. Though, I have all the power as any siren, since I am female.
My mother thinks I have some fae blood too, from my father's side. She could sense it. My father researched his history as I grew up in Sweden, but the only thing he found, was a small family in Bon Temps, his half-brother and sister in law, had recently died and so we had no wish to go there.
I sigh as I look up at the sky, the sun was setting slowly, lighting the clouds a pinkish colour.
As I pull up outside of the large farmhouse, I take in my surroundings, something that comes as an instinct to a siren. One must always be aware of themselves.
The house was clean and well looked after, though the garden could do with some work. As my eyes drew towards the front porch, I realised a blonde woman was already outside. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. In my flowing white dress and bare feet, I must have looked quite strange. But I loved the feel of grass and earth beneath my feet. Contrary to popular fairy tales, Sirens loves land and earth, as well as water. And, no I do not grow a fishy tail in the water. That is a myth. The main thing about my kind is that we are stunningly beautiful. Even the strongest of men appreciate us. Not that I like that, of course. It becomes tiresome after living with it for my 22 years.
I turn back to the blond and she is staring at me both in awe, and curiosity. ''Hey, your Sookie Stackhouse right?''
''Um, yeah that's me all right. Would you like to come inside to talk, it is getting chilly this time of year.'' She said with a smile. I smiled back and followed her into the house. I inhaled and could tell a vampire visited this house often in the few weeks or so.
She led me into the kitchen and offered me a glass of iced tea, which I accepted with a polite smile. She sat down with her own glass and I sat down opposite her. ''So... who are you, if I may ask?'' she said.
''Oh. I'm sorry. I am Freyja. Freyja Black.'' I sat back in my chair and took of the sun glasses I often wear. I heard her gasp at my unusually bright green eyes but ignored her as I ran a hand through my thick blonde waves. I looked up at her and saw she was looking at me, expectantly. ''I came here to see you, Sookie. And this may come as a shock to you, but I believe we are cousins.'' She gasped a second time and sat forward her brow furrowed. Then I began my tale as she watched me intently. More than once I felt a slight brush across my mind. Ah, so my big cousin is a telepath, huh?
I told her about everything, even about me being a siren and she accepted it all. As I came to the end of my tale I felt my eyes well up with tears as I told her, in no detail, of my parent's deaths. I forced the tears back however. I was stronger than that. When I finished I looked up, back into her eyes and said, ''... and that I why I am here Sookie. I am sorry for just turning up like this but... I have nowhere else to go.''
I could tell that Sookie was struggling with all the new information and so I sat up strait and looked her in the eyes until she was ready to speak to me.
After a few moments, she blink once and then jumped up, knocking her chair over. She had a big smile on her face as she rushed around to my side of the tables and pulled me up into her arms. I was comfortable there. I felt happy, like I had known her my whole life. That sounds so cheesy, right? But it is true.
''oh my gosh. So... you are my cousin? Wow. I just can't take this all in.'' She said in a rush, releasing me.
''yeah. I guess so. I know it is a lot for me to spring on you. I'm sorry.''
''oh, don't be! I'm so happy you are here. You can stay here as long as you like, Freyja. I can't wait to get to know you better.'' She said happily, her hand on my arm. ''you said you are from Sweden right? How interesting. I never like the cold you see.'' She kept talking all in a rush. Wow, this one sure can speak. ''wait. Did you say you were a siren? How cool. So was can you do?''
''well I don't have a fish tail if that's what you mean. I'm pretty much just an overly attractive girl with some powers. And I'm not the only one huh? I can sense your telepathy. That's so great!'' I said smiling.
She blushed and looked down. ''so, there is a vampire near here? Care to explain?'' I said softly.
''oh. Well that's bill. I'm dating him. Actually he should be here any minute.'' She said, getting exited. He was here now actually and had heard most of our conversation.
''actually Sookie, he is outside. And he heard most of what we said.'' I told her.
She turned towards the door in shock and went to open it. ''Sookie'' he greeted and walked in.
''hey bill. So... I guess you know about Freyja too now huh?'' Sookie said awkwardly. He looked at me and I smiled politely. He inhaled and I took a step back, readying myself for any attack. But he just stood there, his pupils slightly dilated. My scent, human, siren and fae, was very attractive to vampires and so I had to be careful about that.
''it's a pleasure'' he said warmly. I relaxed and smiled again. Bill turned to Sookie, ''Sookie, Eric Northman is coming here tonight. He needs to speak to me about business and I told him I would be here. Is that acceptable to you?'' he asked.
She smiled, though she did not look happy. ''sure, I guess. But what about Freyja. Eric will probably want her.'' She said worriedly. Ha. Like a vampire could claim me. I'm not even human. Well, not much anyway.
I decided it was time for me to butt in, ''that's okay Sookie. I will stay. And I can look after myself, remember?'' I said with a wink. She looked worried still but backed down.
Bill closed the door and as if on cue, there was a knock.
Sookie sighed and opened the door again. Standing in the doorway was a 6ft blonde haired hottie. He smiled at Sookie and walked past her. I stood still, in my white dress, probably looking angelic with my blonde waves and small smile. I kept my eyes on Sookie but focused on the Vampire when he took in my scent. He was stood in front of Sookie with his back to me. Good, he hadn't seen me yet. He whirled around to look at me once he had smelled my scent and stared at me, his eyes wide. ''and who are you?'' he asked in a soft voice.
I raised a brow and pouted slightly, ''Freyja'' I said, and left it at that.
He seemed surprised by this and asked me how it was spelt. I was confused but told him anyway. ''like the Norse goddess of love and war...'' he said, more to himself. I notice Sookie and bill leave the room, Sookie watching me carefully.
''Ah, so you're Viking? From which country, may I ask?''
He smiled, ''same as you. Sweden,'' He said with a smirk and finally looked away from my face, his eyes trailing down my body.
''hmm, I thought I was good at hiding my accent. I guess not, huh?'' I said with a smirk.
He smirked back, ''so... why are you here? At Sookie's home?''.
''I am her cousin. Long lost, Swedish cousin. But her cousin all the same. I lost my family a couple of weeks ago and knew of Sookie. So I decided to track her down. She accepted me and I am staying here... for the time being at least.'' I paused and looked at his face he kept a calm mask, but I could tell he was shocked, with my senses. ''...and no, Viking, I am not human. Well, not exactly.''
He chuckled, ''Cousin? Interesting... And yes, I had guessed that, min Kara(My Dear)''
''Så vitalar ivårtmodersmålnu? (So, we are speaking in our native tongue now are we?)'' I said, and smiled. He was very easy to talk to.
Sookie chose that moment to storm in and shout at Eric and I about speaking in a different language in front of her. I guess it would be annoying. I looked back to Eric, and he looked amused.
Sookie turned to me, ''don't you want to get your things, that way you can dress in something less... appealing.'' She enquired her gaze on my flowing white gown.
''if you wish it.'' I said, simply. I left through the door, my eyes never leaving Eric's. On the way back to my car, I checked my senses and Eric was absolutely infatuated. Vikings, I thought to myself. It's probably because we are both Swedish, I mused.
I got my bags from the car and carried them inside; it was easy with my extra strength. I was about as strong as a werewolf but I could be a strong as a few centuries old vampire, when angry, lusty, or upset. I chuckled at that thought and made my way into the living room, where they had all sat to converse. It seemed as though Eric was winning this fight. It was something about a missing vampire in Dallas; my telepathic cousin and I would be of some use, apparently.
When I walked in, both males stood, dazedly and I smirked, ''you guys are really going to have to get used to this.'' My accent, I noticed, was slightly enhanced around the Viking. Greaaat. The men both sat back down, Bill looking abashed, Eric with a smirk, though his eyes betrayed his need for me. Fucking vampires, I thought.
I turned to Sookie, smiling angelically. ''sooo, sook. You never did say where I could sleep...'' I said, winking. Bill looked flustered, I checked his emotions and found he was torn between claiming Sookie, again, or pouncing on me. Eric was just lusty. I wanted to check Sookie's emotions but unfortunately, most of my gifts only worked on men; such as my Empathy, singing control, and glamour. Though, my beauty works on anyone who is into women. My other powers, including element control, worked for me whenever, which was great since most of my problems were from jealous girlfriends.
Sookie glared at Bill and then stood up smiling at me, ''I am so sorry Hunny. Come on up here with me, I will show you to your room. It is upstairs, across from the bathroom.'' She grabbed my hand and tugged me upstairs, probably wanting me away from Bill. I would have to tell her that I had no interest in Bill whatsoever.
I felt Eric's eyes on me again as I carried my bags upstairs. He wanted to carry the bags for me, I could tell. Haha, a Viking gentleman, who would have known?
After unpacking my things I went downstairs to see that Sookie was ready to leave. ''hey Sook.'' I said.
''Oh hey, hunny. I'm spending the night at Bill's. Is that okay?'' she looked worried for me. I didn't know why.
''sure Cousin.'' I said smiling.
''okay see ya. By the way, if you're hungry, there is some dinner for you in the kitchen.''
''Oh, Sookie. You didn't need to do that'' I complained, though I was happy really.
''I wanted too Freyja. You are my cousin and I never knew you. It's about time I start looking after you'' she said with a wink, knowing full well that I could look after myself.
''well, okay. See ya, Sook.'' I said.
She left and I ran up stairs, desperate to have a bath. Okay so sirens may not get a fishy tail, but we love all the elements, especially water.
I was glad to see that the bath upstairs had a big bath. It could fit 3 people in, I was sure.
I ran the water and poured in some vanilla oil. Then, I ran back into my room and removed the dress, revealing nothing underneath. That's the thing about sirens; nudity is not a problem to us. It is natural.
I checked my senses and felt a vampire outside of my window. Ha, it's the Viking, I thought. Well, I liked him so I might as well give him a show.
I headed into the bathroom in the nude and slipped into the bath, feeling eyes on me once more. I leaned back and dipped my head under than water to wet my hair. Then I sat back and relaxed.
After a few moments, I began to sing a highland song. It was written many centuries ago, by a warrior, named Hungrid. He had lost all his loved ones in battle and so he sang about it.
The song sounded sad yet beautiful. I wanted to see if I could move the vampire to tears, which of course I could, if I wanted. I opened my eyes to see a figure standing by the tub. I stopped singing and looked up at his handsome face, with an innocent look upon my own face.
''Viking?'' I said sweetly.
He looked confused. My music had entranced him to come closer to me, without my knowing. ''wha...what are you?'' he sounded awed.
''I am a half-siren, half-human, and part fae. So, more siren than anything... I'm sorry my music distracted you. It's one of the effects of my curse'' my voice sounded sad, even to my ears. I hadn't meant it to.
The Viking, Eric, kneeled next to me and reached out as if to touch my arm but I shot up into a sitting position, looking frightened. I was scared he would lose his control, even if he was an ancient. I leaned as far away from him as I could, my bright eyes wide.
Eric looked hurt, ''I will not harm you, Min Kara. Please believe that.'' He looked into my eyes and smiled genuinely, though I could still sense he was hurt at my response. I relaxed and he said in a whisper, ''a siren? Amazing. And you're Scandinavian, too? How interesting.'' He looked thoughtful for a few moments before narrowing his eyes at me and standing, ''have you put me under your spell, siren?''. I shrank back once more at his tone. His words confused me.
He was a very old vampire and could kill me before I had chance to sing him under my enchantments. ''N-No... why would I? I do not use my powers against men. The only way I could was if I was constantly singing.'' I said this in a rush, hoping to convince him before he chose to hurt me. I was not lying though. I had him under no spell.
His eyes softened. He wouldn't hurt me, I knew. ''I apologise, Min Kara, I am not used to such emotions.'' This confused me. What emotions? He could not like me more than physically already, could he? No. No of course not. Men only ever want one thing from a siren.
I must have looked saddened by my thoughts as a gentle hand rested underneath my chin and lifted it up, forcing my eyes back to his. ''what is it?'' he looked worried. Actually worried. Wow.
''it's nothing. It's just... well, men only ever want from thing from sirens. It is hard to live with that, I suppose.'' I sighed, ''so many women envy us for our beauty and yet they do not know the consequences of it... because of it, we rarely know how men really feel towards us. The only way I can tell is because I am an empath, I can sense emotions. But the others cannot. This gift is from my fae blood.'' I spilled my heart to him, but why? I didn't know him. How can he be trusted?
''there are others of your kind that you know of?'' he asked, though he didn't sound overly interested, so I supposed it was safe.
I sighed again, though this time it sounded more hurt and his brow furrowed in concern, ''there used to be'' I answered.
He sat back on the floor, despite the water that had sloshed over the sides when I had jumped up. ''do you want me to ask?'' he said. Something told me he wasn't always so considerate to others.
''no. No I don't want talk about it right now. I'm sorry.'' I said. I briefly wondered why we did not speak in Swedish but I supposed he guessed that English made me more comfortable recently. He was right.
''that is okay, my siren. I will stay, if you like?'' I pondered for a moment before deciding that I would like his company for a little while longer.
''well, I guess that you could stay for a little while.'' I said and stood.
''if- if you wish.'' he stammered staring at my wet body. My skin glistened where the water touched it, another effect of my heritage.
I giggled and he looked up, startled by the beautiful sound, I supposed. Siren's voices and laughter were nearly as lovely as their singing. Nearly.
''do you always gape at the bodies of women, Northman. I would have thought that by now you had seen plenty.'' I said with a mischievous smile.
He looked offended and then smirked, ''not all wenches have bodies such as yours, dear one.'' I laughed at his Sauvé attempt and then stepped out of the tub, grabbing a towel and briefly drying my body before walking out of the room, stark naked, rubbing my long locks with the towel.
I sat on the bed when I returned to the room and looked to the doorway and saw the vampire leaning against the door, staring in shock and awe. ''Sirens do not have problems with nudity, neither do the Swedish. I'm both.'' I explain shortly, still drying my hair.
He chuckled, ''of course. You are a beautiful woman, dearest.'' He said, walking to the bed and plopping himself down on the other side.
I finished with my hair and stood to wrap a silk robe around myself, sighing at the feel of the luxurious fabric, ''so I have heard.'' I sat back on the bed beside him and lay back, ''so... why do you have such an interest in me? You obviously are affected by my looks but have not made a move yet to bed me. That is unusual. You have the chance right now, yet you sit there and respect me as a person and not just a woman. Why is that?'' I asked curiously. He looked slightly uncomfortable, and checking my senses I found it was because he had issues with emotions. Duh, Viking, i said to my inner self. I sat back up and faced him to show him he could trust me.
''Well, I find you... interesting. I feel like I should protect you and keep you, even though I have not known you longer than an hour. A mushy romance novel would call it 'love at first sight'... I call it curious.'' He said this whilst looking into my eyes. I smiled gently and leaned back into the cushions, happy with his answer. I felt similar towards him. I wanted him near me and I felt like I would be unsafe if he was not, which is far from the truth.
He spoke again, interrupting me from my thoughts, ''I would like you to drink my blood; So that I can track you if necessary.'' Wow. He was a bold one. Duh, Viking, I thought once more.
I pondered his request and decided to trust him. If I chose wrong, I could always end him, I mused. Though, if I got too attached, maybe I wouldn't be able to. I frowned gently at this and Eric noticed, ''Freyja? Min Kara, you do not have to drink my bl-''
I interrupt him, ''Eric hush! I will drink from you if it makes you feel better about this... and you may drink from me if you like. If you think you can control yourself?''
His eyes widened and an audible click sounded as Eric dropped his fangs. I leaned back slightly, worried that I had overestimated his control. '' He noticed and leaned forward reassuringly, ''are you sure, Min Kara?'' he asked. Was I? Yes. I was.
''yes.'' I said confidently.
He smiled a true smile and put his hand on my neck, lightly brushing away the damp hair and leaned closer. He inhaled and groaned quietly. My breathing quickened at the sound and I nodded once, urging him to continue. I was nervous. I had been bitten before but only when I was attacked so it was very painful. I have been assured by many, however, that a vampire bite can be very pleasurable.
His mouth finally reached my throat and he kissed it once, gently, before pushing me back into the soft bedding, for my comfort I presume.
He looked into my eyes a last time before giving an open mouthed kiss to my pulse point and then I felt the sharp pain of his fangs piercing my neck. I didn't feel pain for long, however as he began to suck and groaned loudly as he did. At this, I felt my arousal peak. I moaned softly in my angelic voice and nearly giggled at the thought of what I must be doing to him. Just then I felly him press his impressively large bulge into my thigh and moaned again. He swallowed one last time before releasing my neck and retracting his fangs. He licked my neck and leaned back, as to look at me.
I was sure I looked like a vampire's wet dream, with my siren features and my hooded eyes. My lips were slightly parted and looked inviting, I was sure. But Eric was ever the gentleman, never doing anything I didn't want him to. Not that I didn't want him. I did, very much. But we had only just met and I knew that it could affect us badly.
After a few moments of simply staring into each other's eyes, he spoke, ''I am in awe of you, Freyja. Your blood tastes as good as your beauty looks... would you feed from me? Please.''
How could I say no to the Viking god? I couldn't, that's how. ''yes Eric. I will if you want me to.'' I complied.
He grinned widely and leaned back against the pillows on his side of the bed. He offered me his hand and I quirked an eyebrow at him, but accepted the invitation. He pulled my back against his chest and leaned forward until his mouth was at my ear, ''Get comfortable, Min Kara.'' His voice was more controlled than before, but still glazed over with desire. Though, for once, I did not mind. I wanted him to desire me.
I wiggled a bit until I was in a comfy position, earning a low growl from Eric. I decided, then, to behave as I did not want to test his boundaries. I stayed still as he brought his wrist to his mouth and I heard the sound of ripping flesh and the smell of blood. Before I knew it, he had his wrist at my mouth and I could not resist the liquid oozing from the small wounds. I latched onto his wrist with my mouth and suck hard. Eric groaned and grinded against my back. I felt his hardness rubbing into me, just above my ass. The turned me on, though I was never a fan of that. I moaned and continued to drink, sucking harder. After nearly a minute had passed, he let out a loud, strangled groan and I felt his manhood pulse against me, releasing his juices in his clothing. Nice.
I released his wrist with a satisfied sigh and lay back against his chest, leaning on my stomach this time.
The look upon his face was one of satisfaction and desire. Gosh the man was good. He had only just come! His arms tightened around me and I mewed in satisfaction.
I soon began to drift to sleep, and the last thing I heard was, ''the things you do to me, My Siren.''
