Eric's P.O.V
Watching Fangtasia never gets old. When you think you've seen it all something even more obscene and strange takes place on the dancefloor.
Eric smiled to himself when an old memory popped up in his brain.
He remembered a night fifty years ago that at the beginning seemed like an uneventful evening. Eric had been sitting on his thronelike chair and gazing out over his bar where an amoral mix of people had been shamelessly dirtydancing to a heavy beat from the stereo.
Some vampires were feeding from some moaning fangbangers in the corner.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
But when it got closer to sunrise and it felt like a good time to wrap the night up something happened.
A young couple started making out and grinded violently on the floor.
The rest of Fangtasia's visitors stopped doing whatever they were doing and started laughing and wolfwhisteling at the couple. Soon another couple took after their example and started sucking face with eachother.
A couple of minutes later a whole lot of clothes were shed and layed in big piles on the floor.
The place had become a fullblown sexorgie.
Today also seemed like an uneventful evening until Bill arrived with a girl that was following him. Eric squinted to be able to see her more clearly. He was surprised to see that it was the same girl that he had came across in the cemetery. The girl with the enchanting eyes and the questionable fashionsense.
What the fuck is she doing here? She's a human for crying out loud.
He kept watching them as they made their way through the bar and sat down by a table.
It looked like she was holding hands with Bill. That really frustrated Eric to the breakingpoint.
How could that slippery excuse for a vampire trap a girl like her so quickly?
Eric called out for a guard.
"I want to have a word with those two." He said and pointed towards Bill and the girl's table.
"Yes sir. I will get them for you." The guard answered and hurried to get them for his sheriff.
Eric waited patiently for them to get up on the small platform where the throne stood.
Bill were the one to break the ice.
"What do you want Eric?" He said with a voice full of loathing. It looked like Sookie was hiding behind Bill.
"Don't be rude now. I'm ten times your age and can snap your neck in a second." Eric said with a supercilious smile plastered on his lips. Bill grunted frustrated and defeated.
Eric then left his throne and pushed Bill to the side.
"I see that you brought a... friend?" Eric said and reached for the girl with his hand.
"Do not touch Sookie!" Bill roared warningly.
So her name is Sookie? Oh well. I've heard worse.
"Or what? Are you going to whine me to death?" Eric asked mockingly and laughed at Bill's facialexpressions. Bill was so angry that he was shaking.
"She's mine." He hissed. Eric dropped his hand before it had reached Sookie's face. Instead, he now turned towards Bill. Sookie had started to look really nervous. Drops of sweat were forming on her forehead.
"How cute. But me and Sookie have already met eachother." Eric stated and grinned.
"Haven't we?" He then asked Sookie and wiggled an eyebrow.
