Louisiana; 1860

Smiling, Eve looked up into his blue eyes. She had spent so many years alone that she had forgotten how this felt. As old as she was, she never lost her ability to feel. It was a necessity of hers. Something she refused to give up. She may not be able to feel the sun against her skin, or ever feel the kick of a child in her womb, but she didn't have to give up her emotions. She was the second oldest vampire in the world and yet she had held onto her humanity. Looking into his face she was glad she had. The longer a person walks the earth, the harder it is for them to not feel completely alone. But after thousands of years she felt reborn, younger than she had ever felt, simply because of him.

She let the warmth of love wash over her as he reached out his hand to her. Placing her gloved fingers in the crook of his arm, he placed his hat back atop his head and led her down the stairs into the gardens. The sound of music was slowly growing faint the further they walked into the hedge maze.

"A war will be starting soon between the states. We must be careful." She said as they wound their way through the maze.

"Lover, don't you worry about a thing, I will be here to protect you." He said softly, smiling his half smile at her. He reached up and pushed one of her blonde curls back into her bonnet.

I just smiled softly and looked up at him. That was when I heard it, a small rustling noise and a heartbeat. I froze, as did he.

A second heartbeat.

Then another, and another.

Before we could react a chain of silver was lassoed around his waist and Eve screamed as another chain of silver caught her in the shoulders.

"Be strong!" He yelled to her just before the blackness took over.

Fangtasia: Present Day

"Next" Pam said in her very bored voice. Looking up at the next person in line she finds a very large man with a burlap sack slung over his shoulder, wrapped in silver chains. Hissing, Pam flashed her fangs at him.

"I have a delivery for Eric Northman. Something we forgot about for far too long. I am not here to cause harm" He said I just want to right this wrong. You can even glamour me if you don't believe me" He said shifting the sack to his other shoulder.

"Master" Pam said softly into the open door of the club. The distress in her voice must have been apparent because within seconds the tall blonde vampire was standing at her side.

"He says this is a package for you and that he means us no harm." Pam said with skepticism dripping from each word.

Looking at the man, Eric thought there was something familiar about him. Curious enough, he nodded to the man and led him through the club to his office. Once inside the man lightly place the sack on Eric's couch and turned to him.

"Please understand that I had nothing to do with this. This was set in motion over 100 years before my birth. I found out about it today and immediately tried to right this wrong. I mean you know harm and I have no ill will towards you. Please remember that. Goodbye." The man said as he quickly left the room. Stunned a little by the man's exasperated confession and more curious about the sack, Eric let him go.

"Pam, bring me a human to remove these silver chains." He said to his child who had been standing beside him, just as curious about the sack as he was. Unable to take his eyes off of it, he heard Pam return with Ginger.

"Ginger, remove those silver chains that are wrapped around the sack."

Obediently Ginger walked over and began examining the sack. Simple enough there was a small clasp on the front that held all ends of the chains. Grasping the clasp, a loud click was heard and the chains fell away from the sack onto the couch. Suddenly the sack moved, and fell to the floor. Ginger screamed and ran from the room. Eric and Pam just stared.

After a few moments Pam walked over to it. Pulling back the fold she found the opening and pulled it back. Gasping Pam jumped back and looked at Eric.

"Who would do this to a vampire?" She said as she reached for the bag again and completely exposed what was within. Inside was a woman with stringy blonde hair and skin that had turned a bluish tint. She wore a chemise and nothing else. Her ribs and bones jutted out from under her skin and she didn't appear to be alive. For a vampire to get that emaciated, she must have been starved for a very long time.

"True Blood, now Pam." Eric said unable to look away from the tortured vampire on the floor. Slowly stepping toward the heap of skin and bones and hair, Eric leaned close to the girls face. Just then her eyes opened, looking him dead in the eyes.

"Help me"