Chapter 10

Hey, another chapter because I'm not sure the next time I'll be able to update. Please don't abandon my story in the time I'll (might) be away. :) xx

Disclaimer: I have no rights to the characters that apear in the televisions program 'True Blood', however I do to my own charachters that don't apear in said program.

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I couldn't remember anything after looking down and seeing the swirling mist that was incircling my ankles. I woke up in a very unfarmilliar room. The walls were white and so were the sheets. The only thing that made me think I wasn't in a mental assylum was the furnature. It was all made of a dark brown, varnished wood.

I went over and opened one of the dresser draws out of curiosity. I pulled out the first thing that was on top, and screamed and flung them once I realised what they were - men's underwear. Boxers to be precise. This was a bit early to be determining whether Godric was a boxers or briefs kind of guy. I looked down and realised my dress had been removed! What the hell?! I am here in Godric's room after just sleeping in his bed, practically naked! I hoped it wasn't Godric, or worse Eric, that had undressed me. I searched everywhere for my dress but it wasn't anywhere in the room.

I decided it was probably not the best idea to roam around a vampire's house with out any clothes on. I rummaged through the draws looking for something to wear, staying well clear of the top draw. I found a black t-shirt that drowned me when I put it on. He may be small, but he is still much bigger than me. As the top looked like a dress I thought against trying to wear a pair of his trousers, because I would probably fall down the stairs with them on.

I walked out the door and searched for someone that could guide me to Godric. There was no one in sight. ERG, this is ridiculous. I opened my mind and found him. I made sure to keep a quiet presence in his head. I headed in the right direction. I wasn't even half way down the stairs when I heard people. There must have been atleast twenty in the lounge that we had been in on my first visit to this house. Head held high I walked in to the room. Everyone turned to stare at me. I only recognised a few faces; Sookie (I couldn't see Bill) and Stan (Where was Isabel?)

I carried on the same way, where I knew I would find the two thousand year old vampire. I pushed past the vampires that were queuing for an audience with the 'great sheriff'. Some flashed fangs at me, but I took no notice.

I saw Godric stand when he saw me. "What, the hell, am I?" Eric looked at me from where he was kneeling infront of his maker. I was angry and scared. And for me to be scared it has to be over something important.

Godric began walking me out of the room. Several of his 'subjects' bowed as he passed. We didn't even make it to the living room door before I felt it. Death was looming. I froze and Godric noticed. I was staring at a human that had just walked in. He looked farmilliar. Don't ask me from where. I wasn't entirely sure.

I watched as paint-ball guy walked up to him and was pushed away. "Excuse me, everyone." He spoke to the room. I felt sick. I could see a cloud covering him, as though he was death itself. "If I could have your attention. My name is Luke Mc Donnald." I was backing up now, Godric was still looking at me strangely. I could tell that he was trying to get into my head, but my shields were up, and stronger than ever. "I'm a member of the Fellowship of the Sun, and I have a message for you all from Reverend Steve Newlin." He pulled his jacket open and revealed the bomb that was underneath. No one had time to react, because he was already pressing the button that would detinate it.

A watched in horror as the room was blown apart, but I was untouched. Just standing there. In the middle of all the Chaos. "Godric!" I called. He stood up. He was not harmed, but he was covered in blood.

"Jason?" Sookie called from across the room. Paint-ball dude stood up and gave her a thumbs up. Oh, he was Jason - her brother. It all makes sense now!

Godric walked up to me and surveyed my body for injuries, of which I knew I had none. He looked relieved and slightly confused.

Godric asked Isabel to try and get everyone's attention. She did after Jason helped. When he was sure everyone's attention was on him, Godric spoke ."They may come back. Go to the hotel Carmilla. They have been alerted. Sercurity is in place." Then he turned to me. "You will go with Eric. He will take care of you." He said placing his hands on my arms to comfort me. It did, strangely enough. "Eric?" He called and the viking was there in seconds.

"Yes, Godric." He said, looking at me with clear curiosity.

"Take Alice to the hotel. And please never force your blood on to an inocent woman again." He said and turned.

"What?" I asked Eric.

"I believe he was refering to Sookie." I looked over to where Bill and Sookie were standing, both of them eyeing Eric with distaste. "Let's go." He said and lead the way out, before I could ask him what he did to Sookie. Before I left I heard Isabel and Godric talking.

"Who's dead?" He asked, still looking around at the mangled bodies that were undentifiable, morosely

"Stan, Paolo, Catherine and two human companions." She repiled. This was going to be hard on Godric, I could tell.

I kept following Eric, when we got out side he rounded on me. He glowered in my face, quite clearly irritated, "What are you?" He said in a whisper.

"That is what I'm trying to find out." I got closer to Eric, in hope of getting him to back off. No such luck. Instead he got closer and soon his lips were on mine. I resisted at first. But soon I couldn't help but lean into his embrace. My arms wrapped around his neck and I went on my tiptoes. I was still nowhere near his height, but he had leaned over to make it easier. It was in that moment that I was only wearing one of Godric's t-shirts, and I knew that if anyone was looking they would be able to see my underwear because Eric was pushing it up.

The kiss was heated, passionate and dangerous. They always say the best relationships are those that have an element of danger. I decided it was time to pull away. He let me go reluctantly.

I said the first thing that came into my head. "I have just kissed an old man! EWW!"

He laughed at me. "You liked it."

"Sorry, I need to go wash my mouth out now." He knew I was lying, but I thought best to act this way then give him the wrong idea by saying I did, in fact, enjoy every second of it. He turned around and crouched. "What are you doing?" I asked, totally confused by his body position.

"Get on my back."He said.

"I don't fancy a piggy-back, thanks." I said still confused.

"We need to fly. Now get on my back." He said with authority. I didn't fancy staying here to wait for the Fellowship to come back and try to kill us, so I did as I was told. I got on his back and he stood.

"Woah, giant! How's the weather up here?" I asked teasing him. I was expecting him to retort, but he didn't he just jumped into the air. My grip around his neck tightened, and had he been human, I would have sworn that I would have to have been stopping the oxygen getting into his lungs. I closed my eyes. I hated heights!

After a few minutes I felt a jolt, but still refused to open my eyes. "You can let go now." I finally opened them to find us on the floor outside of our hotel. Eric bent down again so I could get off his back with out breaking my neck. I still stumbled slightly but managed to right myself.

"I hate heights!" I said.

"You know that is something people mention before they go flying." He said with a teasing smile. He was acting different. Was it the kiss. Then his smile dropped, as he looked down at my clothes. I blushed. "We should go in. Godric will be here soon." He said and walked away.

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We had been at the hotel for about half an hour, when Godric finally decided to grace us with his presence. He walked in wearing jeans and a white t-shirt, that he must have got on the way here, because his clothing surely would have been able to withstand the bomb.

I walked up to him from where I was sitting in the loby. I had changed since we got back, and was now wearing black skinny jeans and my only clean shirt. It had a teddy bear on it. I saw Godric smile as he looked down at it. "Now, Godric. I want answers, and I want them now." I said. His smile dropped and he nodded.

He went to the woman at the desk and returned with a key. To his room, I presume. When we arrived he opened the door to a large pent-house suite. But I was not fazed by it, I wanted to know the truth now. I sat on on of the couches and Godric sat on the one opposite. There was only a coffee table separating us.

"What am I?" I asked.

"Your kind have many names, because no one could ever comprehend one single being able to do all that you can do." I was flabberghasted by what he had just said. "You are one of the Aswang. These are any creature that is not human really. Like me."

"I'm not human?"

"No. You have always had a facination with supernatural things, have you not?" He asked with an eyebrow raised. I had. Even before I knew about vampires I was obsessed with them. When I was five my favorite film was the Little Vampire, that along with Hocus Pocus. I loved traveling because it was away to learn about different supersitions and beliefs in different countries. I realised what Godric was saying to be true, so I nodded. "You have killed before, had you meant to or not. When you get angry with someone you see red and you don't feel relief until that person is gone."

"I-I-" I stuttered, searching for something to say but found nothing. He was right.

"In some cultures you are known as a Penenggal." He said. I had heard of them but I didn't know much, luckily Godric continued. "The litteral translation is to 'detach' or to 'remove'. Fairly accurate in those terms, but I understand you have not had any cravings for human flesh?" He smiled trying to add a lighter tone. I couldn't muster a smile in return, instead I just nodded. "Right. Well, the detaching they are reffering to is what you can do when you kill someone. You remove the soul. However, I heard from Eric that you had killed a vampire. He said that this vampire's body didn't decompose in the way one normally would. This because our souls are broken, and inorder for you to take them, you have to fix them." I didn't dare to move incase he stopped talking. "This process is very painful and the vampires often die before you get the soul out, making their death appear to be cardiac arrest." I felt cold. I felt my eyes water. Godric saw too. "What?" He asked worry masking his features.

"My parents-" Was all I could choke out.

"That happened to them?" I nodded. "I am sorry. Can you remember what happened? How old were you."

I shook my head. I couldn't remember anything. I took a breath to try and calm myself before I spoke. "I was four. I don't know what happened. My brother told me he came home from school, and just found me there just looking at my dead parents." I said recalling the memory of when my brother told me this when I was eight and became curious.

"How much older is your brother?" He asked.

"He's eight years older than me." I left out the part about him being a vampire. I didn't think it was important.

Godric felt it was time to continue explaining what I was. "You are, in Scotish and Irish myths known as a bean sidhe, or a banshee, by popular culture. You can detect death, as well as you being able to bring it. This happened tonight didn't it? With that boy from the Fellowship?" I nodded staring at my hands in my lap. This was getting too much. But Godric wasn't going to stop. "You are a daughter of Eli." I looked up. This was something I knew about.

"I'm worthless?!" I demanded. That is what the 'sons of Eli' were known as. They had a very close tie with Belial, and most of all Satan.

"No, you are not!" He said back, outraged by my outburst. "You know about the son's of Eli, I take it?" I nodded. "Well, they are a very accurate description of what you are. Temptation. Lust..." He trailed off looking at me hungrily.

"And destruction!" I shouted. "Eli is just another cognate for Satan. Are you trying to tell me I am the daughter of Lucifer?! The Devil?!" I shouted and his silence was my answer. I fell back onto my chair. I hadn't even realised I had stood up. "Oh my God!" I whispered.

Did ya see that coming? A bit cliche, but I know quite a lot about the Son's of Eli and Belial and stuff like that, because I have always found it interesting-like Alice.

Those movies I named actually were my favorite films when I was four and five. :P No joke.

I hope you liked it. :D R&R! xxx

Ok, now I want to know: love triangle? Eric and Alice. Godric and Alice. What do you prefer? I will cater to each one of you as best I can.

The next chapter will be longer, hopefully. xxx