When I woke up I could still feel the sting in my backside. Eric was standing over me, a smile on his face as he rubbed my back. I groaned and pulled the covers back up and over my head. I wasn't ready to get up yet. I felt as though I had barely closed my eyes and yet my father had said that I could have a couple of hours sleep. That was not a few hours.

"Vakna, Lilla." Wake up, little one. He had a very smug look on his face. I pushed back the covers, giving him a dirty look.

"Det är för tidigt, pappa, låt mig sova." It's too early, Daddy, let me sleep.

Eric just laughed and picked me up out of the bed. Setting me on my feet. I groaned at him and pushed past him to go to the shower. I felt gross, my face had dried tear stains all down it. My hair was all over the place, sticking out in places and not in a beautiful 'I meant my hair to look like this' way. More in a, 'shit have you not brushed your hair in three months?' way. I was only wearing my t-shirt and panties, if there was anyone else in the house they probably would have been able to see the redness of my ass.

It would have been so embarrassing. I yawned and walked out into the hall attempting to get to the bathroom to have a shower. However, when I walked into the hall I was shocked to see someone was already there. A man. He was beautiful, like an angel, he had short dark hair that was perfectly in place. I couldn't imagine it being any other way. He was dressed in dark jeans and a turquoise jumper. He wasn't overly tall, and didn't appear to be much older than me, maybe twenty at the oldest? When he was human that was. For it was clear to me that he was a vampire. He was beautiful and pale; he had dark eyes, eyes that looked as though they had seen all sorts of horrors.

I couldn't help but stare at him, look at the way his clothes clung to him. I didn't know who he was, but I felt drawn to him. He was looking back at me, in the same way. His eyes roaming over my body. I blushed, I wasn't wearing any trousers. It felt like an eternity had passed while I was looking at him, but in reality it was only a few second.

I was snapped out of my gaze by Eric shouting. "Nej!" No. He was glaring at the angel who stood across from me. "Nej, snälla, Godric, berätta detta har inte bara hänt. Hon är mitt barn!" No, please, Godric, tell me this has not just happened. She is my child!

Oh my god. That's who this was. It was Godric, Eric's maker. Technically my grandfather. He certainly didn't look like a grandfather, he looked hot. But I didn't understand what Eric was talking about. What had happened? I knew that I felt drawn to him, but I didn't understand, and Eric clearly did.

"Eric, my child, be calm." Godric spoke. I melted on the spot, it sounded like music to my ears, I wanted to go to him. I was his, and I didn't know why I felt this way. But I knew I liked it. I just wanted him to hold me, I was slightly afraid of Eric's anger and for some reason it was him I wanted to go to. "I did not know this would happen."

I was still standing in my place, I had no idea what they were talking about, no clue as to what was going on, but I couldn't find my voice to ask. I was still too caught up in him. It was like something from a movie, or from an old novel. Love at first sight. I would do anything for him. I would let him drain me if he wanted to. It didn't even feel strange to me that I would.

"You've taken her as your own!" Eric shouted. "She's still a baby!" I looked at him.

"What?" I asked, the second I looked away from Godric I felt different, the idea that I would let him drain me if he asked scared me. "Pappa, vad är det som händer?" Daddy what's going on? I felt panic spread through me and moved closer to my father, refusing to look at this beautiful creature before me. I didn't understand, when I looked at him I felt as though I was his, I wanted nothing more than to be near him to please him, but when I looked away, the overwhelming sensation became less prominent. I realised that I couldn't let him drain me, I didn't want to.

I still felt drawn to him in ways I had never before experienced, but it scared me. Eric looked just as worried as I was, but there was anger tinged in his fear. He wasn't happy with this turn of evens. I just didn't understand what Eric meant when he said that Godric had taken me. I wasn't going anywhere, certainly not with a man I didn't know! A man I didn't know who made me feel like I would die for him if I made eye contact. He put me under a spell.

I glanced at him, he looked bewildered. Bewildered and concerned.

"I did not realise that the legends were true." He muttered, shaking his head. "I did not know that if I came here this would happen. I couldn't know." He told Eric. "I could not have known this would happen, my son. You must be aware of that."

Eric looked beyond the point of caring. He looked as though he was coming to terms with it, and he looked broken. "This can't happen. You can't have her! I won't allow this. Persephone, go to your room. Don't come out until I say."

I was surprised, both at the use of my actual name and that he was sending me away. I wanted to know what was going on. What was happening to me and why I felt drawn to this man I had never met before?

I sat in my room and waited for Eric to come for me. I heard raised voices- Eric's, and hushed murmurs- Godric's. But I waited for over an hour after it went quiet and no one came for me. I needed to know what was happening, but I didn't dare leave my room, I couldn't face seeing Godric alone, I didn't know what I would do.


A/N Hey kids! Sorry for the long wait, but I bet that this was not what you expected! I've had this planned from the very start- though not exactly as it has happened. I really what to know what you think? Do you like it? Do you hate it? Are you confused as to what's going on between Godric and Effie? Please review! They inspire me so much! What do you want to happen next? I have no firm plans so I'll take your idea's into account!