Well Hello there, it seems that I forgot to post an author's not before the first chapter last time, so I'm going to fill you in on the boring details now.

This is indeed a 'True Blood' fanfic, but it centers around two new characters that I have made up on my own. Fern Braxton is a vampire that is connected with both Eric Northman and Bill Compton (Obviously with Eric in the way that she works at Fangtasia, and her connection to Bill will later be revealed.)

Leo Hoffman isn't connected to anyone...but he does live in Shreveport and is also relatively close to Fangtasia.

I'm hoping that this series will have at least 10 chapters, maybe more if I can come up with more plot lines. Also, don't freak out and think this is a story centered on pedophilia. Fern is not a child. She just has the physical appearance of one. Though I'm not promising there won't be any romance ;)

And another thing, there may be some incorrect grammar in Leo's dialouge because I'm trying to give him that "southern accent" thing. Hey, trust me, I grew up in Georgia.


Chapter 2: The offer stands

"The question is, Mr. Leo, do you truly want a different life?"

Fern grasped the man's neck tightly and grinned wickedly, extending her pearlescent fangs. Leo's eyes widened.

"Oh, shit, you're a vampire?!" he cried out, trying to pry her freezing hand off his neck. "Y…you're not allowed to drink from me without my permission right? Isn't that against the law or something?"

A giggle escaped Fern's lips. "You worry too much about the little things. Now, I asked you question and you would be wise to answer truthfully."

Leo gulped down some air, his neck starting hurt in the place she was grabbing him. He tried to think straight…it was still hard for him to register that a little-girl was slowly choking him and he could not seem to get away. It struck him that this was his first encounter with a vampire.

"Look", he gasped, "let me go and we can talk about…about whatever the hell it is you're trying to talk about with me. "

"Hmmm. And I suppose I should trust this proposition?" Fern asked playfully. She ran her other finger along his lower jaw line.

"God Damnit, yes! Let me go! For the love of Christ almighty let me go!"

Fern released her grasp and let Leo slide down the wall. He coughed for a couple seconds, rubbing the area around his neck that was now bruised.

"Let me rephrase my question in plain English", she retorted, "do you, or do you not want to be made into a vampire?"

"Well, shit. What kind of question is that? I've got a life y'know! I've got a job, a girlfriend…a great family…and I don't have time to be running around with a blood-sucking, psychotic little girl. Christ."

"Leo, your life isn't worth a horse's ass to you. I told you before that I can see it in your eyes. You would give up anything to flush your mundane schedule down the toilet and run off on some grand adventure. The problem is you just don't have the means to do it."

Leo stopped rubbing his neck and looked up at the little girl. "How the hell do you know that? Can you read my mind? You ain't doing any of that glamouring shit to me are you, because I swear to God I-"

"Your brain Leo, you have one…please use it. Do you honestly think that I would waste my time pretending to be a lost little girl so I could sink my teeth into your neck when I could just look at you and do it? I've never been able to glamour. I've told you, to exaggerate, half a billion times that I saw it in your eyes." Fern interjected. She sighed and turned her back to him. "I'm giving you a choice."

"I mean," Leo whispered, "you can't just ask me to make a decision like that. It's…it's like asking me if I want to commit suicide. I would be dead!"

"You're dead now, Leo"

"What?!"

Fern turned around swiftly, her red curls bouncing like mattress springs.

"Come with me to Fangtasia, just on a whim- please?" she pleaded, the seriousness gone from out of her voice. Leo was suddenly met with the same little girl who had been crying just minutes earlier…a real little girl.

"Why on god's green earth would I want to go with you to Fangtasia? That's that dumpy vampire bar on the other side of town isn't it?" he scoffed. Leo had never really been in on the whole vampires "coming out" thing. He watched the stories on the news but had little knowledge of what vampires were actually like or how he felt about them. And he had most certainly and unquestionably never been to Fangtasia.

"You only live once, usually. I'm giving you the option to live twice. Come on... I'll give you some time to think about it. Just come to Fangtasia with me."

Leo looked down the alleyway and thought about his girlfriend's likely abhorrence at the fact that he was not home yet. The undeniably strange thing was that the little vampire's persistence on going to Fangtasia was starting to wear on him.

"This is so fucking weird. A vampire tries to kill me, and now I'm going to go with it to some fangbanger bar." He said under his breath.

Fern grinned, her fangs already having been retracted. "So you're agreeing to come with me then?"

"I guess so. I don't really want to think about what's going to happen if I say 'no'. But it's gonna take us at least an hour to walk there."

In a blur of motion, Leo was off the ground and in Fern's arms.

"I do hope you don't mind me carrying you too much. But it will only take a few minutes this way." Fern said confidently.

"In all honesty I do mind , being a 26 year old man, gettin' carried by a little girl to a-"

But before he could finish, the dank setting of the alleyway had changed and they were traveling down the deserted highway at an innumerable speed. The wind stung his eyes so much that he had to squint, and he dared not look up at the young vampire's face. Hell, he didn't even know her name yet.

She was right, because it was only a few minutes later that they arrived in the busy parking lot of Fangtasia. She dropped him back on his feet and he rubbed some dust out of his eyes. The unwelcoming red bar sign glowed and cast a crimson shadow over the long line of people waiting for entry into the club. Many were wearing obviously fake vampire teeth, chain collars, and one woman was completely clad in a leather jumpsuit.

There was, of course, only one thought that entered Leo's mind: freaks.

He also noticed that the young vampire was waving at a rather tall and pale looking man standing at an entryway to the back of the bar.

"Hello Eric", she called, "you're looking rather wonderful and brooding tonight!"

End of Chapter 2.