Ah, I feel so nervous writing this story with all the great reviews and alerts I 've received. I wish I could give you all a cupcake or something! You all are amazing and I hope 2011 has been treating you nicely!

Another few notes… I just finished TB Season 2; and I didn't think it was as great as Season 1 – but oh well. I will definitely include the Fellowship of the Sun and Godric in future chapters; but I don't think I will go with the same storyline they did in Season 2.

I do not own True Blood or any of the characters from the show/books; All characters you don't recognized belong to me :)

-Stonem Residence-

Calvin flipped through the TV channels; trying his best to stay out of the wrath of his friend Daniel, who was now thinking of ways to get his sister back.

"Dude, calm down. We'll find a way to get Nora back," Calvin reassuringly said.

Daniel shook his head, he hated that Calvin made it sound so simple. They weren't playing chutes and ladders; they were gambling with Nora's life. The wrong move could send Nora to her grave or even worse – Eric could turn her into a blood sucking –

"Hey, look at these fools," Calvin interrupted Daniel's thoughts.

Daniel stopped his pacing and followed Calvin's line of vision to the television that sat adjacent to him.

On the television screen sat an overly excited looking couple with grins that stretched so far, Daniel was sure that had to be taking some sort of strong happy pills. The female had bright eyes and teased blonde hair; the exact opposite of what seemed to be her husband. He had darker eyes and his dark brown hair was neatly combed to the side. Both seemed to be wearing what Daniel could only assuming came out of a preppy and expensive clothing store.

"Here we are with Sarah and Steve Newlin, both prominent members of the church Fellowship of the Sun, located in Dallas," A redhead reporter announced on the television set, "Steve, tell us about the recent passing of your father."

"Well," the brunette man, Steve, spoke, "it is obviously the work of Satan's children or as they are better known as, vampires."

Daniel hit Calvin lightly on the arm, "turn it up man."

"My father was murdered by those inhuman monsters, " Steve continued to rant, "it's not coincidence that after he spoke out greatly advising the nation against the equal rights of these monsters, that he, my mother and little sister were brutally murdered. Now, as a man of God and of my family, I will not sit back and let the vampires get away with this."

Daniel watched as the blonde sitting next to him continued to smile and nod her head, she didn't even get one chance to speak her mind.

The reporter held the microphone back to herself, "One last question Steve. How do you plan on stopping the vampires?"

Steve gave a light laugh, as if the reporter was completely oblivious to his plans.

"Well, I plan to get my revenge. The Fellowship of the Sun continues to grow and soon the vampires will be outnumbered. There are plenty of us who want what was taken away from us back and we will surely will get it."

"Thank you Steve and Sarah," the reporter grinned, "Ken, back to you."

Calvin scoffed, "those lunatics. Yeah, like they have any chance against the vampires."

"Well they have a point. The vampires killed his family and they expect him just to take it? Why can't he kill one right back?"

"Well Daniel," Calvin stood up, "as an ex-V juice junkie, you think you'd know how vampires work."

"No shit, Calvin. I know they are strong and lethal, but they are noting when it comes to silver, sun and wooden stakes."

"Still Daniel, I don't think they will stand a chance. Unless they happen to accumulate a ton more followers."

"Well," Daniel shrugged, "they now have one more."

-Eric's Manor-

I quickly sat up from the bed where I could perfectly see an annoyed and irritated Eric glaring at me from them entrance of the bedroom.

"I expect you to be on time when you're told. I do not take lightly to those, especially humans, who abusive my courteous requests."

The body language of Eric matched the tone of his so perfectly. He looked even more threatening with the way his blue shirt formed around his body.

I carefully watched as he slowly and almost calmly made his way over towards me, where I now swung my legs so they were hanging out the bed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ignore your request," I defensively said, "I accidently fell asleep and there is no clock-"

"So that gives you the right to do whatever you please?" He sharply interrupted.

Starting to feel my own anger grow, I stood up from the bed and unfortunately was reminded with the height difference between the two of us.

"It's not like I ran off and ventured into other rooms in the house. I simply fell asleep."

Without any warning, I saw Eric's fangs spring down, causing me to jump back slightly.

"I also don't like those who think they can backtalk to me!"

The anger in this "man" was too unbelievable to even take in. I knew vampires were testy and powerful but angry punctual were not exactly words I would have put with them. Maybe it's because I was use to the kindness of vampire Bill, or the fact that I really didn't venture to vampires.

Another thing I wouldn't have guessed where the words that were about to spill out of my mouth. The tone that matched them was not exactly going to get me a hot bath and ticket out of here either. But being the daughter of a cowardly man certainly taught me how to defend myself.

"I don't like vampires who treat me like I'm worthless!"

Within seconds, I felt my back slam against the wall behind me, causing my head to throb with pain. Eric's cold hand was wrapped around my neck while the other one pinned my waist back towards the fall. His face, fangs included, were now only mere inches away from mine. His eyes were burning like fire; clearing I hate irritated him to the edge.

"Don't you forget that I could easily kill you in less than ten seconds," He spat, "you know I do have a special little chamber under my club if you find that more suitable. Though keep it mind there is no luxurious furniture."

That was all it took.

That's all I need to officially declare a hate war on this man. Who did he think he was treating me like an inferior, lifeless object? There was no way I was going to take this from the pale man who was standing before me; but I knew I was smarter than to spit back at him and earn myself a nice little bite mark on my neck.

"So, Miss Stonem," Eric interrupted my thoughts as he loosened the grip around my neck, "the choice is yours."

"Here," I whispered back at him, too angry and upset to muster up the courage to talk like the brave girl I was before.

"That's a good choice," Eric winked as he backed off of me and walked back towards the bedroom door.

I adjusted my shirt, trying to flatten any wrinkles the vampire may have caused with his sudden burst of anger.

"Oh and Nora," Eric grinned as he turned back towards me, " Dinner will be ready downstairs in twenty minutes. Think you can handle that?"

"I will try my best," I replied as I forced a grin to match my sarcastic answer.

Eric opened the door, "Good. You don't want to be late twice in one night. Otherwise you might give off the wrong impression."

I rolled my eyes as I watched him left and moved over to lock the bedroom door.

"You're kidding me?" I mumbled as I realized that there was in fact no lock. Brilliant. The blonde beast could now barge in whenever he felt like it – even if I was changing.

Moving back towards bed, I calmly laid my back on the sheets, staring up at the chandelier that hung down in the center.

"Twenty minutes."

Question! Can shape shifters shape into a human or is it just an animal?