A whole new world.

RATED - M

Disclaimer – I own nothing; Just having a tea party with the characters. Biscuits anyone?

Thank you for the reviews, alerts and favourites on the previous chapter. I appreciate it. I probably should have made this clear, that i will not be following the programmes storyline exactly and instead am seeing why my own storyline takes me. There is no particular plan for this story, but that's how i like it. I like to see where things take me. I have done Erics' POV on this chapter. I'm unsure if it will continue as this, where his POV is every other chapter. Read it and tell me what you think?

Kisses,

Sarah.

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Chapter 2

Eric P.O.V

Who did this human think she was? In the matter of one night she had practically turned my world upside down, for the good but also for the bad. I had been completely drawn in by her the moment she walked into my bar in that stunning dress, her hips swinging, her scent tantalizing to me, her blood calling for me. I thought possibly she was the devil, sent to tempt me; if this was the case it had been a long time coming.

My vampire child, Pam had explained to me her name was Sookie Stackhouse and she lived in Bon Temps. Id scoffed at that; Bon Temps wasn't exactly my top choice of places I'd like to live in Louisiana. In fact, i considered it a southern hick town that wasn't worthy of my attention, although it was in my jurisdiction as the sheriff of area 5. Pam had insisted that she too found Ms Stackhouse to smell incredibly desirable which concerned me somewhat. If she felt that way also, then surely every vampire within the bar would feel the same way. The thought had curdled my blood.

It was a while before i summoned her and her friend over to me, where after the niceties she told me my establishment was going to be raided. I have to admit, my arrogance to begin with dismissed her warnings. I meant what i said to her, my establishment did follow the laws and rules and we had nothing to hide. However, when she told me that a fellow vampire was feeding from an innocent human in the bathroom, i knew the chance of it was very high; sometimes vampires got a bit too carried away.

After i had escaped the club with Ms Stackhouse and her friend, the drive to Bon Temps had been most interesting. I was exercising more self control then i had, had to in all my years of being undead. The vein in her throat was throbbing, calling out to me; but not only was my self control being tested by her singing blood, but her ignorance was testing my anger. There was a reason she knew what was going to happen in my club and i wanted to know how, i didn't think i was being unreasonable.

I never thought there was a chance she could read minds. So you can imagine my surprise when she yelled this fact at me before slamming her door in my face. Who did she think she was? I was a Viking, i had been through more intense, terrorising situations than she could ever imagine; that she could ever dream of and now i was being yelled at having a door slammed in my face. This wouldn't do. My anger flared, brimming to its limits. I could see this as going two ways;

One, i could smash the door down and demand her to answer my questions. However, i didn't expect this would work with someone such as Sookie. She seemed almost as stubborn as me and her anger was easily flared also. I knew this would get me nowhere and Sookie, no closer to me than before, if anything it would push her away. Although my anger, no longer cared for this fact, my instincts told me not to proceed with this option. I always listened to my instincts which led me onto option two.

I could smell Sookie standing on the other side of the door, breathing heavily. 'Sookie, i shall leave you be tonight. But i will be calling again. If you need any help then don't hesitate to contact me' I struggled to control the tone in my voice; i wanted it to sound gentle, calm and caring – i wasn't sure it was coming across correctly. I slipped my 'Fangtasia' card under her front door quickly before i inhaled deeply, soaking up her scent one last time. I quickly turned, walked to my car and drove away as quickly as my car would allow me.


A little while later i entered my club from the back entrance and straight into my office. I could sense that the club was empty now apart from my prodigy and a member of my human staff Ginger. She was a nice enough human lady but had been glamored one too many times and in doing so had become a marble short of a full set. I entered the bar to find it had almost been ransacked, the fixtures and fittings, were no longer resting as they had been intended. 'They searched the entire place, however found nothing Eric' Pam told me and i nodded. 'Are you okay master?'

'I'm fine Pamela.' I sounded short, but i had too much on my mind to be warm towards anyone. 'What happened to the vampire who was carelessly feeding?'

'In the dungeon Eric, waiting for his punishment. I have already filed the paper work'

'Well done' I cared very little for paper work and there was a fair bit being sheriff of Area 5. The job role meant that i was in charge of the said area. I generally, monitored the vampires residing in my area, delivered punishments when required and ensured my area was profitable. I liked to think of myself as a fair sheriff. I decided i would deal with the vampire later, having more important things on my mind. 'Any more news?'

I watched Pam eye Ginger, a signal for Ginger to make her excuses to leave, of which she did swiftly and promptly; she was learning. Once Ginger was gone, Pam turned to me. 'You have a new vampire wishing to reside in your area'

This took me back a bit; it had been a while since a new vampire had requested to stay in my area. 'And who may this be?'

She smirked; like the cat that got the cream. 'William Compton'

Well, well, well... That was a name i hadn't heard in a long long time. The last i knew of William Compton, or Bill as he liked to be called, he had taken up residence in the queen of Louisiana's court as a procurer. Assuming he was still working under these conditions, what was it he wanted from my area? 'Where is he wishing to reside specifically?' I asked.

'Bon Temps'

I felt my blood boil; wasn't that all a bit too coincidental? 'Well isn't that funny...' I pondered the thought for a few moments. 'Bill Compton, the procurer for the queen, is choosing to reside in Bon Temps, where Ms Stackhouse, a telepath lives'

'A telepath?' Pam questioned, looking intrigued. 'Well if that's the case then that is a bit coincidental Eric. How would you like to proceed?'

'Tell Bill Compton he will have to come to Fangtasia, two nights from now for an interview. If he is here to procure Ms Stackhouse, i would like to find out sooner rather than later. Meanwhile, on the safe side, i want protection for Sookie. I will go to her tomorrow night and make her aware of the situation.'

'Master, why are you so concerned about this human? I'll admit she smells intoxicating, but nothing i would go to such lengths to protect'

'I intend to make her mine Pamela. Not only is she a telepath, [which i won't deny could be an incredible tool for us to work with] the queen wants her and to be honest Pam, there is something about her that is intriguing me.'

I could tell i confused my child and i didn't blame her for being confused. I had never before wanted to make a human mine, having no need to feel protective over a human until now. 'Eric? What's gotten into you?'

'Nothing has gotten into me Pamela.' I snapped before turning to walk away back to my office. I turned to her one more time before i went out of view 'Keep me informed' and then i left.


I sat in my office, going over things in my head. The night's events had been continuous to say the least, drama after drama. However, I'd have been lying if i said i hadn't enjoyed it. For too long, Pam and i had been saying that the undead life was getting boring and had hoped for some excitement, which was now being delivered. Ms Stackhouse had not realised what world she had just walked into and she had her friend, Tara to thank for that. Sookie, was a creature i had never come across before; not only for her telepathy but as a human that wouldn't yield to me straight away, even when i had glamored her; it was unusual that she could not be glamored; i had never seen it before. I had to think of a plan to make her mine. If she was left to her own devices, who knows what Bill would do to, especially if he was procuring her for the queen, which i highly assumed was the case. Why else would the queen locate her procurer to my area, let alone the town that the telepath resided in?

By dawn, i had come up with a plan that suited my requirements. As the old saying goes, i had decided to keep my friends close, but my enemies even closer. I would get Sookie to be mine, if it was the last thing i ever did. It was imperative she saw my way of thinking before Bill Compton got near her. Tomorrow night would be my only opportunity before Bill arrived two nights from now. I was going to have to work fast. As i entered my days resting place in Fangtasia, where i noticed Pam was already resting on a bed beside me, i wondered how it was possible, that one girl; one human girl had caused me so much bother in one night. I wished more than ever, that i could go to her during the day rather than waiting for tonight to come, but vampires, no matter how old they were, were unable to walk in the sunlight and unable to stay up during the day. Sure, i could stay awake longer than other vampires because of my age, but after a while, the bleeds would begin and i would succumb to my sleep, just as i was now.

Sookie would be mine.


Okay, it's a short chapter but i just wanted to see what you would think of Erics' POV and whether it is something i should continue to do every other chapter or just now again. Next chapter will be much longer and hopefully posted today...Reviews?

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Sarah