Disclaimer: I do not own True Blood or any of it's characters.

So in a matter of not even 24 hours, I had roughly ten people add Heavy Hearts to their favorite story list, you have no idea how happy that males me : ). So I hope you enjoy this chapter, I was going to dwell on characters for a bit longer but decided that A little action was needed to do that.

And no, I do not speak Romanian, but I would LOVE to know how (I use an online translator, I have been looking for someone to help me out a little). The idea for Lilithe to be able to speak a unique language comes from a few families that I know, mainly Norwegian and Swedish families, but a lot of my friends speak the language that their ancestors did which I think is phenomenal.

Also, wow this is a long disclaimer, I know it may seem right away that a lot happens in Merlotte's, but don't fret! There will be other places I promise! :D

Chapter 2: Down The Rabbit Hole, and Never Back

Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarvesI know the world's a broken boneBut melt your headaches, call it home

- Panic! At The Disco, Northern Downpour

"Shocking news today, 12 locals in a small town of North Carolina were found in a convenient store late last night, on the floor with bite marks in their necks. Local officials are saying that it is likely that Vampires were behind it but also say that it is very likely that the Vampire Community was framed for this horrible crime. We're here with Reverend Newlin from the Fellowship of the Sun and Nan Flannigan…"

Lilithe

My life was simplistic and plain, as how many other humans ought to be until the Great Revolution when the vampires 'Came out of the coffin', as it would be. Everything that I was became twisted and deformed, my faith was tested, my morals question, my loyalties defied. I was like every other person on this planet on that day, I questioned everything that I once thought to be true. After their appearance in our society, things changed. People lived in fear, lived in despair from lost family members, but worst of all the lived in putrid hatred simply because they didn't understand or couldn't comprehend. That day was the moment where everything had changed.

"Can you believe this! Its mayhem!" All of Merlotte's workers were staring up at the large television screen, and there sat Arlene at the Bar twirling her hair. "All these people gettin' killed, and all these vampires getting' killed. It just don't make any sense." Of course it didn't make any sense, I shook my head.

"In the name of God." I not absently, I carried my tub of silverware and planted sets on tables. Arlene looked at me as if I were crazy. "It's true." I finished, "Everything they do is in the name of God." I looked over at her, over my shoulder, eyebrows raising.

"They are all so stupid!" She huffed as she hopped off the bar stool and headed into the back. Rene had messed a lot of things up for Arlene, the subject was haunting her, every moment of every day, and most certainly every night. I could see it in her eyes, the empty spaces in her bed and in her home were torturing her silently. I tried my hardest to ignore the television, I moved around tables placing menus, condiments, silverware, the necessities of every bar.

"These monsters murdered my father and mother and baby sister in cold blood! How can you even question their morality. They killed those people in North Carolina just because they can, what they are is monsters. They are not natural, God does not want them here, nor does he want those sympathizers." Newlin sat, his hands moving as he spoke.

"Monsters? What about the humans who killed plenty of our kind, and your own, in cold blood? Lets compare to see who here is the real monster." Nan Flannigan raised a brow and tilted her head.

"Reverend Newlin" Lafayette scoffed, "that man is full a shit if yous ask me. Someone better pull that stake out of his pitiful white ass." I smirked, his sassy attitude improved my mood but only slightly. He poured his liquor and looked at the TV.

"Sympathizers should be burned for their sins!"

"Lafayette, just fucking turn it off. I don't want to listen to his bullshit." I spat harshly, Lafayette looked at me, his almond eyes wide with shock. He turned his head and grabbed the remote.

"Sugar you okay? I haven't ever seen you so pissed." Sookie's soft voice came out of thin air, she appeared behind me from the doorway, her purse over her shoulder.

"I'm not pissed, I just get tired of here'n about it, that's all." I looked over my shoulder and tossed my curls shooting her an innocent look.

"Don't lie to me Lil" She crossed her arms and her brows pressed together. I wouldn't hide many things from Sookie, but there were things they didn't need to know. I ceased my thoughts and tried to block her out. She looked at me concerned.

"You sound like my mother, I don't like her that much Sook." I chuckled, "You look constipated." I added, a smug smile tugging at my lips.

"Oh you are so funny Lilithe." She tied on her apron and went to the door to flip the closed sign to open and disappeared.

To open at noon on a Saturday was like putting a sign outside that said, "Free beer, sex and food", people piled in at 12 like a flock of animals ravenous from a long journey. The craze of the day had just begun, Andy Bellefleur was the first to arrive, and as usual he ordered a scotch and soda with the Hamburger Deluxe meal. Then came in all the workers, the old couples, and the teenagers and sure enough Merlotte's was packed. I counted down the hours and I was anticipating leaving there, I put on a smile and went at it.

The buzz of Merlotte's was loud and humming, it would die down every hour then start up again. It was like this till sun down, and then it was hectic, tortuous even. It was almost 7, Tara would be coming soon and an hour would pass and I would be gone. I smiled broadly. I avoided the clock as much as I could, it was now my arch nemesis. I blocked it from my view as best as I could to ensure I wouldn't look at it, I focused on my task at hand and shuffled through the crowd.

I stopped at table one and pulled out my pad, I looked to the woman and her three kids with a dumb smile on my face. "What can I get y'all tonight?" I asked. She was at least fifty, her bright cherry lipstick was a drastic contrast to her falsely bleached locks. I suppressed a laugh at her circus of a frock, and pretended to not even notice.

"Well take four cheeseburgers, four cokes…" Her voice trailed off and her face looked as if a bomb had been set off in her head. I looked at her in question, curious to know what her mental fit was about. I was unaware at first that all of Merlotte's had silenced, there was barely a whisper. The woman looked passed me, I slowly turned.

They entered in a group, doused in dark apparel and wicked grins. Their presence was ominous, dark like a plague. Five incredibly malicious vampires had entered the bar, and their interest was proudly displayed on their face. Four men and woman, that was their nest, all smiled and looked around, moving curtly like the wind dispersing through the crowd. People gasped and moved away, backing themselves into corners. Men stood before their families and dates, and Sam Merlotte moved from behind the bar, coming closer to them.

"Well I dare say, this is quite a lovely place you have here." He was tall, lean, but muscular. His hair was dark, shiny curls fell over his hungry eyes. Velvety, smooth, deadly, his tongue was like a wicked snakes.

"Your not welcome." Sam hissed. The vampires laugh was menacing.

"I don't really fucking care." His companions moved outward even more so did the people. I looked over to Sookie, I waited for a moment that had seemed like an hour, surely Bill Compton would burst through those doors and save us. I watched her for a moment that felt like an hour, her eyes were locked on the frame that hadn't moved at all.

"Get outta here now-"

"Or what, you'll kill us? I think not. Boy, you would be fast dead on the floor before your scent could even reach me." Smug bastard. "On the contrary, that is what we are aiming for." The cries were like ripples, people shuddered and held their loved ones close. The fear was emanate, they could feel it, they relished it, they wanted it. Merlotte's was a happy place, not a place of horrors and death, the idea was like a knife to your brain, all thoughts ceased.

"Marcus, I want him." Her voice was like acid, it melted you to a quivering heap. Powerful, beautiful, wicked. The woman moved closer to Sam, her amber eyes hungry like the others.

"Marietta, have at it." Sam stood his ground, ready, unafraid.

"Dumb spineless dick." I spat. His eyes fell on my instantly, gazing up and down a smile twitching at his lips.

"Speak again?"

"You heard me, you dumb spineless dick!" he was in front of me before I could even have a reaction, his cold breath on my cheek. I didn't move, my instincts left me rooted to the ground, my head screamed for me to run but the connection between mind and body had been separated, I was amputated at the neck.

"My aren't we feisty, you know I always had an attraction to feisty women, they always made such interesting play things." He lifted his hand slowly, his head tilted, his eyes still wandering. "You are something unique, aren't you." His fingers moved through a few curls, then over my cheek then down my neck, chills shot through me like knives and arrows. I sucked in a breath. I felt empty, as if I were a statue.

"Lilithe!" Sam's booming voice filmed my ears and brought me out of my haze. In a moment's notice he was bound by Marietta's iron grip, her fangs snapping out, a deep hiss rustling from her throat.

"Don't worry Sam Merlotte, I'll kill her gentle." No one moved, they only sat quivering in their seats fearing for their own safety, few whimpers were heard and many more heart wrenching sobs. I closed my eyes and looked away from him, I refused to be glamoured, I wouldn't go down without a fight, I refused to be some bastards bloody snack.

"This won't prove anything! It will only hurt your cause ya' know!" Sookie Stackhouse's voice had sounded angelic to my ears but Marcus's laugh rumbled to be the Devil. "You think killing us is gonna do anything? No, people will only fear you more." His eyes closed, irritation apparent on his face.

"Killing you will fill our thirst, I don't care about your VRA or your laws, or your ideas of unity. Bullshit is what it is. Now I was gonna save this pretty blood bag for last but I think I might start with her. Jacob, bring that little human here so she can get a better look." Sookie's screams were loud and sharp, I watched her struggle against the biggest one of all. She writhed and tossed, kicking and screaming.

"Get your hands off of me! LET ME GO!" Snarls and snapping teeth, twig like noises filled my senses.

Marcus opened his eyes, locking into mine. He pushed me with such force, my collision into the bar was thunderous. My head snapped harshly, banging into the oak finish, my vision blurred and the smell of copper was strong and sudden. He moved with lightening speed, kneeling in front of me, his smile kept to one place as forcefully, he grabbed my hands. I yanked and pulled, twisting as Sookie had but his grip was devastating. "No." I whispered, "no, don't you fucking touch me!" He pulled me closer, one hand bound my wrists, the other firmly gripping at my neck. He bent down, I heard the sudden snapping, so distinct as to what it was. His fangs out, his breath cold on the nape of my neck.

"Mmm," he hummed, "absolutely divine." I cowered in his grasp, he forced my head away from him as his tongue slide over the small droplets of blood at the base of my neck. I shuddered, filled with terror and fear, my lips quivered and I closed my eyes. The sound of air taking to his lungs was like snakes rattle, his mouth opened and a growl surfaced, I waited for the pain to come.

More screams and shouts, whimpers and cries. The sinking of his teeth did not come, but instead something heavenly. "Harm the girl and I will kill you without mercy." Such words had never sounded so sweet.