The next morning me and Sookie packed away our belongings, looking forward to going back to our homes. I, of course was not going back home. I knew i had to visit my father in New Orleans or he would get too persistent for my liking and intrude on my life, and trust me, no one would like that at all.

I looked at Eric lying on the bed, where he fell asleep in my arms yesterday. I know he felt numb. Losing your maker could never be an easy thing, not even for a viking vampire. But that doesn't mean he won't get better, even though you hate to hear these words when your grieving, they are after all true 'Only time will heal.'

yesterday.

I stood in mine and Eric's room frozed at the sight of him there, shirtless and crying over the grief of Godric's death.

"His gone." he said barely audible.

Guilt rushed through me as i sat next to him, hoping to comfort him.

His bloodied eyes slowly looked at me, obviously lost without his maker.

"He wanted to go Eric. Even though we hated his wish, you must respect it, as his son." the stern sound in my voice didn't only just surprise me, it surprised Eric too.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be harsh. I want to help you."

He looked down at his hands for a moment, his attention turning towards me once again. His hand cupped my face, his lips slowly moving towards mine.

I laid my hand on his chest to stop him which made him look at me in a confused manner.

"This won't help you Eric, this will only make you forget."

His eyes didn't lose that confusion, he didn't understand why I said no -how anyone could say no to him.

I pushed away from him and slowly crawled my way to the top of the bed, my back against the head board, sitting up. I had my legs opened wide apart, not caring since I still had my jeans on.

I patted at the empty spot between my legs, gesturing him to come over, but his face was blank.

"Sit." I said firmly.

He did as I said and leaned back against me, still tense though. I began running my fingers through his thick blonde hair in a soothing motion and I soon could feel him relaxing.

He kept staring at the far end of the room as I kept running my fingers through his hair.

"Did you feel like this when your mother died?" He suddenly asked, causing me to stop my actions.

I was frozen for minutes, I could feel him tensen once again at my discomfort of the question.

It was like a young boy asking his mother questions that without realising he was upsetting her. But I wanted to help Eric, I just didn't know how.

"I don't know how you feel Eric. But what I felt was... As if everything I had lived for had been a waste, it felt like I was being punished for all the sins I had committed all at once, I felt furious, as if no one cared anymore."

He slowly began to relax again as I proceeded to run my finger through his locks.

"Can you tell me about that day."

4 years ago.

Me and Mum began walking through the woods as if I was young again, watching all the stars in the sky.

"I remember the first time we came here, the snow was complimenting all the tree's and you we're with such joy as you kept making snow angels."

I smiled at the memory as she spoke, watching the wisps of smoke coming out of her mouth from the cold.

"Well, mum. I remember when we use to play tag and I would always lose!" I said playfully beginning to laugh.

"You've always known what I'm like..."

I rolled my eyes.

"Of course we all do, but sometimes your a bit too competitive mother." I teased.

She laughed lightly as she knew what I was saying is true.

"Yes, but I know you are too. That's why you will do well in the tournaments."

I looked at the floor as we walked.

"I'm not like any of you mum, I don't know why you still haven't told dad about me and Nathan... He would lose it if he found out you we're lying for me mum, you know it's forbidden for hunters to have affairs, especially whilst we are still in training. I'm not like you, or shane or dad, your all natural born killers, I can't kill, I'm weak and-"

She cupped my face.

"You are not weak. I was young too Mia, I fell inlove too and I just wish I was able to tell my mother as you told me. I won't tell a soul as long as you are happy, understand? and you will be able to kill, after all, you are a Dashkorov."

I gave a sad smile, looking at her face and the scar on her left cheek. Her dark hair fell loosely around her shoulder and her bright grey eyes looking into mine.

"Maybe I'm not that kind of Dashkorov."

"You are, you just haven't realised it yet."

She sighed and her hands went in the middle of my back making me walk again.

As we walked we heard something, mum put an arm infront of me protectively as she looked around with caution.

I could see nothing but she suddenly whipped a dagger out and turned around in fast movement, plunging the dagger at the side of a vampire's neck.

As we turned around there was suddenly a swarm of vampire's all around us, i tried to fight, but i wasn't skilled like my mother. A woman vampire easily twisted my arm behind my back causing me to kneel down onto the floor in agony, making me watch the horrific scene infront of me.

I watched as my mum put up a brilliant fight against the vampire's but there was only her. She had gotten a twig from the ground and staked a vampire. I closed my eyes scared, and when I opened them my mum was pinned to the ground by the grasp of a vampire with long dark hair, her own dagger against her neck.

"Two hunters in the woods, waiting for us to hunt them down, how sweet." He said his voice full of joy as he dragged the dagger down mum's neck leaving a scarlett line.

I struggled against the grasp of the female vampire holding me.

"No! Mum, please leave her! don't hurt her!" I begged.

His attention went to me which gave him something else to be happy about.

"A mother and daughter out for a stroll in the woods, what a lovely thing to see. You don't ever see that now a days do you? A daughter wanting to spend time with her mother." He said in a belittlling me.

Tear streamed down my face as his dagger trailed down to my mum's cleavage.

My mum's face turned toward me as she laid there. Tears streaming down her face she smiled at me.

"Close your eyes sweetheart."

"No..." I protested and began to sob.

"Please." her voice so gentle, I had to complete those final wishes of hers.

I closed my eyes causing more tears to fall as I heard the dagger plunge through my mother's chest.

My eyes opened and i pulled free from the vampire's hold. As i crawled to my mothers body, the vampire that stabbed had disappeared yet all the other vampires we're there, watching me.

When i got to my mothers body I turned her head and looked into her lifeless eyes, knowing that when he plunged the dagger through her heart, she looked at me the whole time.

I pulled the dagger out of her chest and began trying to revive her. After many attempts i couldn't admit to myself that she was gone.

I pulled her into my arms and looked at her.

"Mummy... please come back. I need you, I need you to come back. I can't do this without you mummy, please don't leave me."

i sobbed in her bloody chest and began to hear roaring laughter around.

I gently closed her eyes and looked up at the vampires as they laughed at me. A few of the vampires stopped laughing when I looked at them with a deathly glare.

I could feel the energy around me, my power growing inside of me.

Flames began to evolve through all of my body, the vampires stepped back startled.

A big pressure began to form in my stomach as swirls of flames went around me furiously. I slightly crouched as I was creating more power, i wanted them all to burn.

When the pressure was too much, I let go of it, creating a giant explosion and burning all of the vampires around me.

Back to yesterday.

I had told Eric only half of the story of how my mother had died and soon after I began silently singing the lullaby my own mother use to sing to me as he fell asleep in to my arms.

Present.

The car pulled up into the drive way of the Mansion my dad was currently staying at in New Orleans.

I made my way to the grand doors and pushed the door bell.

Matthews answered the door as he usually did, our old butler. It was lovely to see him again.

He looked at me shocked.

"Lady Dashkorov." He stuttered.

I smiled at him.

"Matthews." I said lovingly as I pulled him in for a hug, he hugged me back seeming relieved.

"I shall lead you to your father." he said as he pulled away from the hug.

Matthews led me to the room where I saw the back of my father as he silently watched the grand fire in the fire place. Matthews quickly dismissed himself from the room after escorting me to my father.

"привет отцу"(hello father.)

He turned around surprised that I was there and even more surprised when he saw my face.

"Why hello Mia."