Epilogue

It had been months since the news of the cure had quickly spread beyond the borders of Louisiana. It had reached the entire planet in less than three weeks. Sophie-Anne had reopened the borders in order to welcome the remaining vampires, humans and any other creatures in her own city. Sookie had followed Eric to their new home. He had made her promise to not tell anyone about the side effects of the cure as he had every intention to keep his promise he had made to his Maker before he passed. She had reluctantly accepted mainly because not sharing this information with anyone only meant vampires' deaths not necessarily humans who would remain cured from the illness and would never see the undead walk again or at least, until the current ones died.

Eric had been establishing as a sheriff in the area they lived in within the queen's reign. He had taken Sookie has his wife under vampire law so she was exempt from slavery and instead was a valued help in Eric's vampiric affairs.

The world was rebuilding itself, slowly figuring out a way to administer the cure in masse, to clean up the streets from corpses and to rebuild cities that were long gone. Each vampire monarch took their time in conquering little by little what was surrounding their area in order to annihilate the plague and enslaved the remaining humans who did not question anything. To them, it was better serving vampires than surviving the corpses.

The news of vampire deaths slowly made its way to the sheriffs of many area who then relayed the message to their queens and kings whom held a council in order to figuring out what was happening. Rumor was that the virus that had once turned humans into walking corpses had evolved in attacking vampires.

No one suspected the cure; no one knew except Eric, Sookie and Pam who had recovered from the poison when Niall had gave her an antidote the Fae had created after she promised that she too, was not going to tell anyone.

Nevertheless, Sookie didn't mind, she and her friends had survived the apocalypse and the fact that vampires were using humans as slaves only helped her accept the poison as a welcomed weapon. Of course, she never drank it and risked turning when she died but the risk of killing Eric was greater.

As the week went by, more and more vampire were victim of the cure. Eric had been task to find the source of this new death toll upon his race. Many vampires feared the virus had mutated and decided to turn to True Blood, a synthetic blood that had been created before the plague had hit the human population but didn't had time to hit the market.

As Eric and Sookie hid the truth from everyone they knew, they no longer hoped for a better tomorrow. All they needed was each other and that is exactly what they had.

THE END

omg... I can't believe I finished it... I AM SO EXCITED lolWell I hope you enjoyed the story. I know, Godric being the bad guy pissed off a lot of people but that's the way I imagine this fic so I am sticking to it. Here's my thoughts on why I did it :

You may not agree with the ending of this fanfiction and that is okay. I know most of you are huge Godric fans and I am sorry to disappoint you. I thought I would share my thought process so maybe you understand why I made him so broken and obsessed with ending his own race. If you recall in the show, Godric let himself get captured by the FSOS and was ready to die for their cause. It did not entail anyone else to die but him, but we could argue he was depressive and not thinking straight. He did not wish to live anymore and during the scene on the roof top where he explains himself, I remember thinking, wow Godric hid that from his child? I understand that all he did in the show was against him but he did hurt Eric very deeply by meeting the sun a.k.a committing suicide. So I just expanded on these three feelings I think Eric experienced: betrayal, sadness and confusion. In addition, if you recall, Godric hated humans most of his life and killed them relentlessly with force and brutality which he said left him empty and detached. He committed suicide in the hopes that his sacrifice would create some sympathy from humans and vampires in order they co-exist in peace… but what if instead, he wanted to make his relentless killing right? What if he wanted forgiveness by killing his own race and freeing humans from them? What if he believed his existence would be justify by being their saviour in his own way? The only way he could have achieved something he would believe a fundamental truth, a quest he had to obtain, was by lying to Eric who would have most likely been the voice of vampires in talking him out of it.

So like I said, I understand you all disagree with me, and that is okay. I love Godric and he is one of my favourite characters. This is just an interpretation of his own words on true blood, his emptiness and the hold a religion or a belief can have on someone; to the point of betraying and lying to the people they love most. Since in most stories, Godric is love and hope and brings out Eric's humanity, since that is Sookie's role in my story, I saw no harm in making a different Godric. A Godric although plausible, would most likely not exist and would never happened but this is fiction so….

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