"This one's not as docile as the one we lost. I'm, sure he used to drink human blood." Michael poked at the sore flesh of the vampire. He growled in pain. "You want to bite me don't you?"

"I wouldn't fuck with him. He does not look happy." Lafayette warned.

"As if he would. He can't do anything. We laced him in about two KGs of silver. He's not going anywhere." He poked him again causing another growl of pain from the vampire.

Lafayette shuttered.

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It was mid afternoon and Lafayette had stayed the night at the now self titled 'horror house." He got up ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" Michael asked quickly.

"I got to go to work in like two hours. I need to clean myself up." He headed for the door.

"Alright, come back after work."

"Alright." He jumped into his car and headed home.

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Lafayette arrived at work to see Bill sitting in a booth with Sookie beside him. He got up and headed over towards him.

"Lafayette? Can I speak with you a moment?"

"Yeah sure."

"Have you seen this vampire?"

"Yeah I did."

"What did he look like?"

"erhh, he has shortish blonde hair, pale skin, I don't fucking know."

"Do you know anything about him?"

"Yeah, he owns that Fangtasia club."

Bill felt his body go numb. "How did this happen? He's over one thousand years old!"

"You know him?"

"Yes, he is a very old acquaintance. His name is Eric. You need to tell me where this place is now!"

"No fucking way!"

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you and you're 'friends' going in there and killing mine. He's a dumb ass and there's no denying that but I don't exactly want him killed."

"We need to get Eric out of there before there's a massive upset."

"I'll do it! I've done it once before, I'll do it again."

"This is dangerous. They have had him almost five days now. We need to get him back before something awful happens."

"I will! Just shut up and leave it to me."

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He drove down the streets towards the little horror house and soon arrived. He knocked on the door and was answered by a very alert Michael. "Come in."

Lafayette walked in and was pulled along by Michael towards the room that held Eric. He pushed open the door and inside sure enough was a very pissed off but still extremely tired Vampire.

"He's pissed off like, all the time." Michael smiled.

"That's not a good thing…"

"It's hilarious." He moved closer to the vampire. "We haven't fed him in about two days. But we took all the blood that we could without sucking him dry."

"How much pain is he in?"

"A hell of a lot." He chuckled. "I love toying with him." He poked at the sore flesh on the vampires arm. He looked as if he was choking back wails of agony. "Seriously, you need to have a go."

"I think I'll be alright thanks."

"Suit youself." He pinched the skin oh his stomach realizing a cry of distress. He wriggled a bit, trying to break free of Michaels hold on him, only making the pain worse with the friction to his skin.

"Cut it out! Can't you see he's suffering?" Lafayette growled.

"Who cares? He's a blood sucking monster!" He squeezed harder.

Eric let out a deep tormented moan. The pain was too much to choke back. His only thought was getting out and ripping out his captors throats. One by one.

"You ask me to stop and I will." Michael teased.

"Fuck you…" the vampire hissed.

He ran his hand up and down his arm, causing unwanted and painful friction to his skin. "Just say, 'please stop' and I will."

Eric closed his eyes, almost as if he was attempting to block out the pain with his mind. "please stop." He growled.

Michael smiled. He stoped the friction and turned to Lafayette. "Could you feed it?"

"Why me?"

"He keeps trying to bite me."

"What the fuck are you expecting You just finished torturing him?"

"Please man, I've had so much coffee. I need to chill out."

"Fine. Get the fuck out."

"Thanks man." He passed him the bottles of True Blood and closed the door as he left.

Lafayette was left with Eric. "Listen. I'm gonna get you out of here but you got to listen to me and don't fucking bite me."

Eric snarled. "Take this silver off me now."

"That would do no good. The sun will be up in about two minutes, you're weak and there are about five guys out there armed with silver and stakes."

Eric growled. "And you're going to help me?"

"Yes"

"Why?"

"Because, I know Bill and I already got him out of here. He's asked me to help you and that's what I'm gonna do. Also…"

"What?"

"Bill mentioned that you're like a thousand years old… How did they get you?"

"I don't want to get into it. I was tired, weak from not eating in a while and they covered me in silver. Don't ask again."

"Don't snap at me! I'm here to help. Now drink this so you can be ready for tonight." He passed the bottle over for Eric to drink. He reluctantly gave in.