This is Chapter 2 in Godric's POV.

Next chapter should be up by tomorrow, but i wrote this after i wrote chapter one.

Thankyou to all my reviewers, i hope this satisfys your thirst better than a bottle of true blood O neg.

Also everything i have ever writen in Italics is latin it's easier than writing in latin and than having to add the translations at the end.

Godric's POV

As I sat in the Churches basement I pondered the meaning of life. Does God frown upon our existence? Should any vampire be allowed to walk on this earth? That's when I heard the cries from the humans who came to 'save' me. As I arrived at where they were I saw the big oaf of a human known as Abe try and force himself on the young female. My fury got the better of me as I ripped him away from her, he tried to beg me. But I silenced him with the snap of his neck. In my opinion men do NOT force themselves upon women. I smelt my childe before I heard him. The young human girl who is called Sookie, I believe she can hear humans thoughts did her dress back up. When she heard Eric she called out "Bill?" such hope in her voice.

"Down here my childe" I didn't need to raise my voice I knew he could hear me. I told him to take the girl and take her out of here and not to shed any blood. I knew he would never disobey me, no matter how blood thirsty his nature is. I returned to the dark corner and waited for my death. I could hear them, surround my childe. What have I done? I thought this would bring peace, not war. As my fellow vampires went to feed off of the humans I knew I needed to stop it. Seeing as it was my mess. (A/N: the scene inside the church I'm missing out because well I'm lazy XD)

As we fled from the church I smelt it. Such a sweet sent; it was a mixture between apple, lime and dew drops on a blade of grass. So unique. A young girl around 16 stumbled forward with a bemused look on her face.

"What's going on?" she asked quietly. Everyone in the group stopped to stare at her, well I'm sure the humans stared at her but I was staring at the dried blood on her wrist. Humans existence is so short and yet here's a child trying to get to death sooner than needed. She noticed us staring at her arm, then she did the most erotic thing I have ever seen. She licked the blood from her arm leaving the scabby aftermath from the cuts. "What's going on? I wouldn't have thought you'd enjoy a lock in here" she spoke again and looked around to empathise her point. I stepped forward only now realising she was speaking in Latin, which is strange of a human child.

"The lock in has been cancelled" I replied, seeing as she obviously had no idea of what had occurred tonight. As I said this she sighed, relief flooding over her face. Never in my 2598 (A/N: don't sue me if it's not his real age i just like being more pacific) years of existence had I been so confused at a humans actions as I was tonight. I cocked my head to the side and asked "Why?" she looked me right in the eye with a small twinkle in her dead eyes.

"You've obviously never had to sit and listen to there madness" and she turned towards the church and walked back in. I couldn't help but stare after her. She had dried blood tangled into her hair, making it next to impossible to know her natural colour. Her skin was pale and had a greyish tinge to it. She was unhealthily under weight, with bones sticking out from her almost translucent skin. But what burned itself into my memory was the dead look in her electric green eyes.

I sat in my chair watching humans and vampires alike mingle and offer there joy of me being back. Yet joy was the last thing I was feeling. Those dead eyes haunting me. My childe offered me food but I didn't want to feed from a human, I hadn't feed from a human in almost 100 years. For the monster inside of me was dying. I had grown tired of living, if I could even call it that. What made me feel sick to my bones was the fact I couldn't remember half the faces of innocent lives I had taken. Just there screams and blurred faces haunted me.

"Can I h ha have evv ev every ones attention" A human girl stood in front of us all stuttering in fear. She looked like the girl from before, but she looked more alive. Hatred masked under her emerald eyes. Even with the resemblance I knew this wasn't the same girl. All eyes where on her as she pealed away the trench coat she was wearing to show a bomb chained in silver. A girl ran forward, and landed on top of The other girl with the bomb pinning her hands above her head. She pushed a button and the explosive vest made a buzzing sound and stopped. She collapsed in a heap next to the other girl. As she sat up and looked around, I noticed her as the girl from earlier.

She stood up and bent down to take off the vest from the girl and held it out "you all might want to take this away from here, I'm not sure if it is safe." She declared. Eric scoffed

"Not sure if it's safe it's explosive and covered in silver. Of course it's not safe." Sookie walked forward and turned towards Eric.

"Hey be nice, Y'all me a big pile of gooey mess if it weren't for her." She said with her thick southern accent. I realised now would be a good time to take charge. "Eric" I said softly. He stepped forward with a blanket and she placed the bomb – careful not to touch him – inside the blanket. Then he was gone. "Explain" I said, with as much authority so everyone was certain who was in charge. The girl stood up and walked towards me "Uncle said it was my duty" she spoke so quietly, shifting her feet from side to side.

"Who's ya uncle, Human" Stan demanded. The poor girl was shaking under his gaze. "St S Ste" She stuttered having problems finding the words under his gaze, until she blurted "STEVENEWLIN" his mouth twitched then a predatory smile spread across his face. "Stan" I said, and glared at him. "and you child" I asked the girl from before, she stared at me, trying to send me a silent message.

"Umm sir" Newlins neice started and once again all eyes were on her "She doesn't tend to speak." She adverted her eyes to her shoes.

"For the sheriff of this area she will" Stan growled. Then he started to glamour her. "Who are you?" he demanded. Then something so unimaginable happened, she collapsed to her knees holding her head in agony; yet still staring into his eyes.

"ENOUGH" I demanded.

"But Godric …" started a youngling, until they were silenced by my glare. I hated it when they seemed to act of there own accord, they seem to forget that there elders MUST be respected. I ran infront of her bending down until I was staring into her beautiful eyes, and asked "Who are you?" she stared back into my eyes, but not a sound uttered out of her mouth.

"I can't hear her, I can here her sister but not her" Sookie spoke up again. Eric gazed lovingly at her and asked "are you sure?"

"Yes" she replied confidently. The girl looked confused, then concentrated hard. She stared at Sookie as a understanding look crossed her face. She closed her eyes, as a disgusted look crossed her face. she looked at Isabel and sent her a look of sorrow. She stared back at me and all I could think of was how beautiful her eyes were. She blushed and looked away. Why? She looked at Newlins niece – who looked to be her twin – who looked close to tears and scared as hell.

She looked at Eric and nodded, a confused and terrified look crossed by childes face. He looked intently at her and again she nodded, and a smirk formed over her lips.

"Godric, she can hear us." Eric hissed at me.

"Eric of course she can hear us everyone can hear us we're not exactly whispering" Huffed Isabel. I smiled at her words, seeing as I was thinking the same thing.

"No hear hear us like Sookie" He hissed again.

WHAT? My mind screamed, again she clasped her head in pain. I felt bad for screaming inside my head, knowing I had caused her pain.

Sookie looked at her with a friendly smile. Again the girl nodded her head.

"Oh my" Sookie gasped.

"Piixe" whispered Newlins niece, fear evident in her voice. Steve Newlin was more of a monster then most in this room, if he willingly sent his own flesh and blood to her death.

"Well this certainly changed things" I declared. And the beautiful angel in front of me gasped in fear. Hmmm, Pixie. What a strange name, for an even stranger human.

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