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Chapter 4 – Training

I was pleased to find that I slept well my first night as a prisoner to the vampires. My room was dark when I woke and I had no idea what time it was, since I had no clock or window.

I took a quick shower, though I found that there was no soap or shampoo. The bath towel they gave me was undersized, so definitely no luxury there. I tried to take more than normal pleasure at the nice clothes they provided for me. I found a nice wrap blouse in a sixties style pattern that looked fun and a pair of black pants that fit me just right. I can't even put into words how nice it was that I was able to wear normal clothes again. It was heavenly and I felt like a real human being again. Ironic, isn't it?

Since I had no idea what time it was, no idea when someone would be coming to get me and nothing to do, I ended up taking a nap. Really exciting but that was my life. I woke up to my door being slammed open. I jumped out of the bed ready for an attack.

"The queen has asked me to give you some training as to what is expected of you," Bill said looking me up and down. He obviously thought he was above this task, but at the same time he looked like he was enjoying the view.

"Okay. There are a couple of things that I could really use in the room here. Can I talk to you about that?" I asked trying to be polite.

"What do you need?" he asked. From his tone I could tell that it was evidently a great burden for him.

"If I could get some paper, maybe I could make a list," I suggested.

"We can get some later tonight. Let's go over some rules first," Bill said dismissively.

"You are to show respect to your superiors at all times, that is, all vampires. When acknowledging the Queen or her second, Andre, you shall give a deep nod. If you are being reprimanded by them, you shall kneel in front of them. Other vampires, you are only required to respectfully nod.

"Your primary responsibility is to the Queen or Andre. Their instructions to you are your primary responsibility. Your routine responsibilities are to listen to the humans with which we have business or social dealings. You are not to reveal what we are, and you are not to reveal that you are an asset of the Queen. When dealing with humans, you are to refer to the Queen as Ms. Leclerq.

"You will be required to allow vampires to feed from you. The Queen will be in charge of that aspect of your life here. You will not be required to provide sexual services unless that is something that you desire," he explained. At that point he leered at me and made me rather uncomfortable. His fangs even descended a little.

"No thank you," I said curtly. I was trying my hardest to be polite, but from the glare he gave me I realized I'd missed the mark.

"You will speak only when spoken to. You will only speak openly in front of the Queen, Andre, myself or anyone the Queen tells you specifically is approved. Do you understand?" he asked. I nodded.

"I've been instructed to give you a basic tour of the grounds. Then you will start interviews of some humans." Bill left the room, and I realized belatedly that I was supposed to be following. I had to run to catch up.

"Bill, I also haven't had anything to eat," I said. I cringed as I brought up the subject, but it had been over twenty-four hours since I'd had anything to eat.

He huffed as if I was being extremely needy. I kept quiet after that. I was given a tour of part of the compound. It was a very big place, but I was only given a tour of the areas in which I would be allowed. I would never be allowed to move around without a chaperone, according to Bill, so I probably didn't need the tour anyway, but it was always a good idea to know my way around.

He brought me to a small, dingy kitchen where a couple of humans were hanging out. They had horrible scarring on their necks from being fed on, and I realized with a start that was probably my fate as well. I looked into their minds and found a lot of holes in their memories like the others I'd tried reading after they had been glamored. At least I was unable to be glamored.

Other than having minds like Swiss cheese, they seemed to like being the vampires' pets and wanted to be bitten. Evidently Eric was not kidding when he said that feeding and fucking went hand in hand.

It made me nervous to know that I would be required to give my blood. Bill had said I wouldn't be forced to have sex with them, but still… I didn't like this whole situation. I was starting to regret the change in captors. At least the government didn't drink my blood.

"You may eat. I will be back in twenty minutes. If you try to wander on your own now, or at any time in the future, you will be punished," he said. He looked entirely too pleased about that.

"Bill, I was wondering when I'll be allowed to call my Gran," I said before he had the chance to leave the room.

This was obviously a big annoyance to him. "When the Queen says you can," was his only response.

With that he left, and I was left to my own devices. The other humans pointedly turned their backs on me. I was not welcome because they thought I might be a threat to their positions. The only position they seemed to have in this place was on their back with their legs spread, so they would have no competition from me. Regardless, I ignored them and went about my search for food.

I found the fixings for a turkey sandwich, so I had that and a small bag of chips for my dinner. I was trying to eat politely, but it was hard since I was so hungry. It was an amazing sandwich and much fresher food than I was used to at the hospital. You try eating hospital food for two years, and then make yourself a fresh turkey sandwich with fresh lettuce and tomatoes, and then try to tell me it isn't the best thing you've ever eaten. It was heaven.

They didn't have a lot of food in that kitchen, so that was something about which I was going to ask. I knew they wouldn't like it, but I needed to eat if they were going to be taking my blood regularly. I would need to eat regularly and healthy.

Exactly twenty minutes later, Bill reappeared. He took me to a big room with twenty men and women that were there for 'social' reasons. I was supposed to read them to see if there was any cause for concern. There was a table and chair set up for me, and there were also several couches for everyone to relax on. It was a chaotic environment and I was almost nauseous with the thoughts of these people. The thoughts themselves were vile and there were so many of them. The only thing that lightened my mood was the fact that they called themselves 'fangbangers'. Seriously?

"Bill, I don't know what they've been told about me but their thoughts are all rather hostile. Could I just please see one person at a time?" I asked.

"No," he snapped.

"Look, Bill, I'm not trying to be difficult here. Their thoughts are overwhelming my brain right now. I'm having trouble blocking them all out. It will be more efficient if I only have to read one person at a time. I'll be less likely to miss something too," I explained.

"Just do it," he said and pushed me down into the chair.

"You," he said loudly to the closest girl and pointed to the chair opposite me. She was a fake blond with enough makeup on her face for the entire room of people. She was barely covered with her little black whore ensemble. She looked pissed at me, but was practically humping Bill's leg at the same time. I try to be nice to people, but these 'fangbangers' weren't exactly making the best first impression. Seriously, at least have a tiny bit of self-respect.

She 'sat down' across from me as Bill practically forced her into the chair. He looked as disgusted with her as I was, though she didn't seem to catch onto that fact.

"Okay, do it," he said to me.

"What do you want me to ask?" I inquired. If only they had listened to me when I explained how my telepathy worked. We would both be a lot less aggravated at the end of the night.

"Figure out if they are untrustworthy," he said as though I was stupid. I knew I wouldn't get anywhere with him. I turned back to the blond.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"What's it to you?" she responded. Bill grabbed her face roughly and made her look at him.

"You will answer her questions," he said and we could all hear the threat in his cold voice. She shivered just a little, and turned back to me when he let go of her.

"I'm Stacy," she said dejectedly.

"I'm Sookie," I said. Bill looked irritated. What the hell was his problem?

"What do you do around here?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes and several of the others snickered. "I feed and fuck the vampires," she explained as if I was dim. Maybe I was.

"Nice," I said sarcastically. "Do you live here?" I asked.

"Yes, we all do," she said. She seemed overly annoyed with me, but at least she was starting to relax and so was I.

"What are your accommodations like?" I asked. I could see what it looked like in her mind. It was a decent little apartment she shared with several others.

"It's nice. We have an apartment and we each have our own room. We have movies and video games for when the vampires are busy. There's always somebody around," she said. I couldn't believe that I was actually feeling jealous of her.

"Do the others treat you well around here?" I inquired.

"Oh yeah. My roommates are great. I mean, we get in fights and shit, but everyone's pretty cool. Sometimes there's some jealousy, but we get along for the most part," she said and I could see from her thoughts that she really thought that.

"I'm new to this whole thing so can I ask you a personal question?" I asked, feeling stupid.

"Sure," she said, curious to what I'd want to know.

"Do you guys really call yourselves 'fangbangers'?" I asked. They all laughed at me. Even Bill cracked a smile.

"Yeah, that's what we call ourselves. It's an honor to be a fangbanger around here. Most people out there don't even know that vampires really exist. We have so much fun here and the sex is amazing," she said with a laugh, and the others joined in. I was bombarded with images I wished I could burn from my mind.

"Do the vampires treat you well?" I asked.

"Sure. There are some that are a bit rough, but me and a lot of the others like our sex rough," she laughed. Again, I didn't want to see all those visuals.

"What do you do for money?" I asked. Hopefully that would lead the conversation in the right direction.

"We don't really need money. They provide everything we need here," she said. "They give us a little spending money if we go out, but we spend most of our time here."

I could see from her mind that she was happy not having money of her own. She liked being taken care of.

"Do you have any complaints or anything that you wish was different?" I asked.

"No, I like it here, like I told you before," she said. To each their own, I guess.

I talked to each person and after the first couple of people, the others stopped listening in. Everyone pretty much said the same thing. They were also all hoping that eventually they would be found worthy enough to be turned. They had also been glamored so that they couldn't tell the vampires' secret to people that didn't live here with them. It was an efficient way for the vampires to keep their food in-house, and not have to worry about their secret getting out. I was also pleased to see that Bill started looking at me and treating me with more respect as the night went on.

"The Queen would like to see you now," Bill said when the last person left the room with a very scary looking vampire. I followed him up to the Queen's quarters. Bill bowed low and I gave a deep nod like I'd been instructed. I felt really silly.

"How is the telepath working?" she asked Bill.

"She has finished interviewing the fangbangers. She did well," he said and then he turned to me. "Is there anything that we should be aware of that you got from their thoughts?" he asked me.

"No. They are all very loyal, they enjoy being here, are happy with how they are treated. There wasn't anything that I heard that you need to worry about," I said.

"Good. You are already proving yourself useful," she said. "Bill explained that you will be donating blood?" she asked.

"Yes. I have some concerns about that," I said hesitantly. This was just weird to have to talk about.

"For now, Andre and I will be the only ones to feed from you. You will not be required to have sex with us, unless you are willing. What other questions do you have?" she asked impatiently.

"Do you have to take blood every day?" I really didn't like this whole thing.

"We will feed from you every other day. You will be given vitamins to help you replenish your blood," she explained.

"Do you have to feed from my neck?" I asked. I thought back to the scars on the fangbangers' necks. I didn't want to look like that.

She laughed at me. "We can feed from your wrist if you would be more comfortable," she said. I just nodded.

"There are some things that I need, like soap and shampoo," I said. I just wanted to change the subject.

"Make a list, and I will make sure that someone gets you what you need," she said dismissively.

She turned to Andre. "Would you like the honors tonight?" she asked. "She smells very sweet."

"Do you think she has any idea that she has fairy in her blood?" he asked.

"I'm standing right here," I muttered.

Next thing I knew, Andre was holding me up against the wall by my throat. "You will show respect. Is that understood?" he threatened.

"Yes," I choked out. He let me go, and I crumpled to the ground. To say he was strong was a severe understatement.

"Are you aware that you have a fairy somewhere in your family?" the Queen asked as though that confrontation had not happened.

I shook my head. "No." I didn't even know that fairies existed.

"Their blood is intoxicating to us. You are probably no more than an eighth fairy so you smell particularly good, but you won't have to worry about us losing control," Andre explained. I just nodded.

He then grabbed my arm and ran his nose along my wrist, breathing in deeply. "Mmm," he moaned. Then he sank his fangs into my flesh, and I gasped with the pain of it. It could have been worse, but it definitely wouldn't be something I'd be looking forward to. Maybe the fangbangers were glamored to think it didn't hurt? He took several deep pulls, and moaned as he drank my blood. When he was finished, he licked up every last drop of blood, licking a little longer than necessary, but he finally let go of my arm. It was creepy and I couldn't help but feel a little violated.

"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" the Queen asked.

"Ma'am, I would still like to make that phone call to my grandmother, can I please make a call right after dark tonight?" I asked hopefully.

"Not tonight but perhaps tomorrow. You are dismissed. I will send for you at first dark."

We were dismissed. I followed Bill back to my room, and he even remembered to get me a pen and paper on the way.

"Bill, can I ask you a question?" I finally asked awkwardly.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Why was he licking my arm after he drank from me?" I asked quietly. I felt like an idiot.

Bill didn't seem to be offended by my question. "Our saliva releases an anticoagulant when we first bite. It helps to keep the blood flowing. When we are finished, our saliva starts producing a chemical that stops the blood from flowing, and helps heal the wound," he explained.

"It was a little creepy," I said quietly. I was ready for the night to be over.

Bill laughed. I liked the sound of his laugh. We'd made a lot of progress through the night. I took the pen and paper and made a quick list of things I needed, and Bill took it from me. He promised that someone would pick those things up for me when they were out.

"Goodnight, Bill," I said as he closed the door.

"Goodnight, Sookie," he said and then he locked the door behind him.

It took me a long time to fall asleep that night.


Hope you all liked Sookie's first night. Also, I am looking for someone that makes banners. I tried making my own for this story, but it turns out that I am really, really, really bad at it, so if anyone is interested, let me know.

Thanks for reading!