This is a story where the Sookie and Eric that we know and love are a little different. Sookie is a 1000 year old Viking vampire and our beloved Eric is a human telepath. Of course it doesn't stop there but you will just have to read to find out. I don't own much only the plot, I am just playing god with the characters. Thank you for choosing my story. See you on the other side
(SPOV)
I have been sitting on this throne for ages. I thought owning a nightclub would be fun. All the people around. Willing to be fed off of. Nope, absolutely nothing is fun about owning a nightclub. There's the paperwork, the sitting around pretending to actually care and the feeding, well it's just too easy. Plus they all seem to taste the same after a while. I want something new. I never thought I would say that. Me, Sookie Northman Viking Shieldmaiden and vampire sheriff of Area 5, is bored of life.
Hmm, a human seems to think he can approach me. Ha, shall I kick him if he decides to touch me? Yes I think I shall kick him. He can be someone else's meal tonight, he is too pathetic. Most of them are. Flitting around wasting the short lives they have, hoping to be turned so it wasn't all meaningless.
I need something new.
(EPOV) Same night
I'm tired. Being a bartender is really tiring on the weekends. Everyone calling for the next drink. Why couldn't it be a Monday? We're closed on Mondays. Nope, it's a Saturday. This means I got another day of this; before I get my two days off. I cannot wait. I only took this job because it had a better pay than my last one and because Sam was struggling to keep up with the paperwork.
Maybe I could ask for the whole of next week off. No, I couldn't leave Sam to do everything. He's become my best friend since I started working here. Before I only had my brother and some friends who I have to admit were all girls. Tara Thornton has been my friend since preschool. She's African American and we were the outcasts me for a particular reason. While Tara just chose to be an outcast. She's a little, well, she's a bitch. She has an attitude and temper that she will use to rip you a new one. That's why I'm glad she's on my team. Plus when we got to high school she helped fend off the girls, who forgot that I'm strange just because they think I'm good looking.
Yes I know, you're not supposed to admit you know you're hot. But when every girl you pass thinks and says you are, how do you ever forget it?
Why did everyone here just go quiet? I turn towards where everyone is looking and there's this guy. He looks like he escaped from living in a graveyard. His dark brown hair is dishevelled. He looks creepy, like the guy you know is a paedophile but no one else will believe you. He walks over to the bar and I notice even his clothes look a little dirty. What the hell happened to this guy. Then I realise that I was focusing on his appearance so much that I couldn't hear him. You see I am a telepath, I can hear peoples thoughts. But this guy is a blank whole. Come to think of it, He has a slight glow to him. Is he a vampire?
Sorry it's short but I hope you liked it. This is my first fanfic and I hope it was good. Please reveiw.