Chapter 6

Hey guys. In this chapter we will see what happens to Bill. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

(SPOV) Fangtasia

"We should go and see Mr. Compton tonight." I inform Eric.

"Probably." Does he look disappointed? Disappointed at what? Does he think I mean to go on my own? Or maybe he doesn't want to see Billy boy?

"Do you know where he spends the day?" His eyes brighten at that. He wants to spend more time with me? Okay then.

"Across the cemetery from me." I don't like another vampire being so close to him. He's mine.

"Shall we go then?" He nods. He stands and holds out a hand to help me up. A place my hand in his and it feels like theirs a current running from him to me. He pulls me up and I end up in his arms. Damn his eyes are blue.

"I should tell my friends that we're leaving." He is so adorable. Adorable? Am I a love sick teenager? What is wrong with me?

"Of course."

We head out into the main room and Eric locates his friends on the dancefloor. He tells them that we're leaving they say they'll make their own way back. We go outside into the clean and fresh night air.

"Are we walking or driving?" I could show him my own little party trick but I think we'll leave that for another night.

"We'll take my car." I answer him.

"Let me guess, yours is the bright red convertible with 'FANGS1' on the number plate?" He seems amused at my car, well it is meant as a joke. We get into my car and Eric gives me the directions to Compton's house.

The house is old, the scents around it last for centuries. This house has seen many memories. And many deaths. We walk closer and I smell it.

Fresh blood. Vampire blood.

I freeze. Eric stops beside me. "Is something wrong?"

"Eric, stay here and don't come inside. No matter what happens, stay here." He nods and I approach the house. I slowly open the door that hasn't been closed properly and come across a blood bath.

I admit I have tortured before, many times in fact. I enjoy it. But this isn't torture, this is just pathetic. There is no finesse; the torturers won't get what they want from this. And going by what I see before me, they haven't.

(BPOV)

I see sheriff Northman walk through my door just as the stake pierces my heart. I feel myself die and fall to pieces on the floor.

At last. It's finally over.

(SPOV)

I watch as Compton's body disintegrates. His torturers start to celebrate, when they smell me here. They turn to me and I smile at them "Why wasn't I invited to the party?"

"Northman didn't know you'd want to join in." Malcolm makes up the excuse. He's afraid. They all are.

"Actually, I came here to have a chat with Compton myself. Seems I arrived too late."

"Is that so?" Diane sneers. "What made you get here so late?"

"Had to grab a little snack." I smirk, "You know how I am. Have to enjoy every bite."

They're slowly moving towards the back of the house, I stalk their every move. I'm a hunter, they are hunted. I take two steps forwards and quickly take off Diane's head. "Who's next?" Liam tries to tackle me but I just grab him by the neck and hold him up. "I may be small but I am not weak. You've pissed me off." I take his head off too. Malcolm tries to run but I'm faster, I catch him by his collar just as he gets to the back door. I drag him back into the blood bath of a living room. I sit him in the chair they used for Compton. "Now, we're going to have a little chat."

"I won't tell you anything." I grab him by the jaw and squeeze so his mouth is open.

"Yes you will. Do you want to know why?" He can't speak because of my hold on him. "Shy? Oh well, I'll just have to tell you anyway then. The reason why you'll tell me is because; by the smell of it, your new feeding buddy has Sino-AIDs." He seems shocked at this. "Yeah, they've got you really sick. So tell me why did you do this?" I release my hole on him.

"We wanted to know why he left our nest and why he came back."

"He didn't tell you, I'm guessing?"

"No he hardly made a sound. Ruined all our fu-." I cut off the sentence with the stake he used to kill Compton. He collapses into goo on the floor at my feet. I hear Eric come up to the door and I meet him there before he can see anything.

"Compton's dead."

"What? Why?"

"There were other vampires her that seemed to want revenge on him for leaving their nest and so they killed him."

"Nest?"

"A group of vampires that live and travel together. They're usually cruel because they egg each other on." I walk closer to him. "I'm going to call someone to clean the house. Would you like an escort home?" I'm hopeful he does.

"No, I think I can manage on my own." With that he turns and walks away.

(EPOV)

Last night was strange. I met a beautiful woman, vampire. Then went and found out my neighbour was killed for no reason. I lay in bed thinking about all of this, one thing at a time. Okay, Sookie is beautiful. She is also old. And a killer, a vampire. None of it bothers me though. She's amazing. I can't hear her thoughts but unlike Compton I don't immediately distrust her. I don't trust her either. We kissed and it was incredible.

Bill Compton is dead. I think he was going to die anyway. Still doesn't mean he needed to die. Did Sookie kill the vampires that killed Bill? Of course she did, she came out with her gorgeous blue dress completely covered in blood. How many other vampires were there? Why would they kill Billy Boy?

Gran calling from downstairs cuts into my thoughts. "Eric! Time to get up!"

"On my way Gran!" I get out of bed and get dressed into some black jeans and a blue top. The blue wasn't much different to Sookie's dress last night. No, don't think about stuff like that till you get your head sorted. I head down for breakfast.

Gran puts a plate down in front of me with sausage eggs and bacon sat neatly in the middle. "Thanks Gran."

"Did you guys have fun last night?" Gran asks.

"Yeah, we danced I talked to the vampire Compton wanted me to talk to."

"I wonder if they'll be able to help Mr. Compton." Uh, oh.

"I don't know Gran. I think he was really sick. He could hardly move."

"Oh, but I'm sure vampires know how to help each other when they're down." She says with a reassuring smile to me. She seems like she's about to say something else when the phone rings. She gets up to answer. "Hello? Oh hi Everly. No I hadn't heard. Really? Oh that's awful. Poor thing. Of course, goodbye."

"What was that about?"

"Dawn was found dead this morning."

"Dawn as in the one I work with?" She nods her head.

"Just like Maudette they're saying."

"One more and we have a serial killer."

"Oh, you don't think there will be more?"

"I hope not. For Jason's sake more than anything. They didn't want to let him go after Maudette. Now there's a second murder and Jason and Dawn had a relationship."

"I don't see how they can think Jason would kill them. Do you think that vampire can help? You said Mr. Compton called them a sheriff."

"I don't know. She might be able to help. I think it's kind of her job to sort out vampire crimes and things like that, especially as she's a 'Sheriff."

"She? So the vampire you met last night is a woman." I chuckle at her insinuation.

"Yes, the vampires a she. She dealt with what I had to say about Bill very professionally. I think she owns the bar too."

"Who owns what bar?" Tara asks as she walks into the kitchen.

"The vampire sheriff Eric met last night."

"Oh, yeah. Pam spoke very highly of her."

"Pam, huh?" I swear Tara blushes.

"She seemed to take a liking to me."

"So you wearing that dress actually got you the attention you wanted. Told you it would."

"I wanted a guy to notice me, not some lesbian vamper." She's still blushing though. We talk until I have to go to work.

I'm sorting out some of the bottles behind the bar when she walks in. I hadn't even noticed it had turned dark.

She's gorgeous.

I want that dress.

Who's she looking for?

I that last one I turn to see what's going on. There she is, stood in deep blue jeans and a red sleeveless top. Her hair tied in a braid. There she is. Sookie.

Sorry this one's a bit short; I'm trying to get the story onto much better thing. Please read and review.