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In this chapter...Selena gets into a bit of a confrontation with a vampire!

Here's Chapter 2! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 2

After dropping Dean...Sam off at home, and bandaging my wound up, Sam insisted that I let him wrap it up so that I wouldn't lose to much, once he turned back to his human form. Of course, he made great points when I argued with him about it, so I gave in and let him bandage me up.

Then for a few minutes we sat down, and talked about what happened in the alley. Sam had backed up my suspicion of the thing in the alley being nonhuman before it had even attacked us. I thanked Sam for helping me out, and gave him a quick hug. Then I left. I was there at Sam's house for at least 10 minutes.

When I left instead of turning the way of home, I turned the opposite way, heading straight to Fangtasia. I knew my blood would be stronger than usual, and that the vampires in the club would all smell it. I, also, knew that I wasn't even close to wearing the right clothes for a visit to Fangtasia. But, honestly, I didn't give a damn right now.

I arrived at Fangtasia at about a quarter past 12:00. Wasting no time, I got out of my car, and made my way to the front door of the club. As usual Pam was stationed at the door, carding everyone. Since she had carded me many times before, she didn't worry about carding me anymore. Now days she'd just let me in.

When I walked up, and she saw the state I was in she seemed a bit shocked. Maybe she had never seen me as pissed off or in as much pain before? Who knows? She didn't even speak a word to me. Pam simply motioned for me to go inside.

As I walked by her, I noticed that her fangs had dropped a little bit. It was no mystery that she could smell the blood coming from my arm. If she smelled it then surely the other vampires would to, but then again I already knew that they would.

Upon walking into the bar, I saw Sookie and Rachel, sitting at the bar. As much as Sookie hates coming here, Rachel and I both have our ways of talking her into coming here these days, especially with Bill being away, and all. It can get mighty boring staying home alone all the time, while knowing that your cousins are out doing something with their time other than sitting on their butts moping because their boyfriend is out of town.

Honestly, Sookie's obsession with Bill is a bit annoying, and really sad. I guess because he's her first "true" love she's got a really bad case of love sickness. I hate to say it, but I honestly wouldn't mind if Sookie met a new guy, and started liking him, while Bill was away. Maybe she'd finally get her life back on the actually having meaning track.

My thoughts were rudely interrupted when I sensed a vampire walk up close to me. The dumbass apparently had never crossed a women such as myself who had just been attacked before. Otherwise he would've known better than to make his way over to me. I was in no mood to be fucked with tonight.

I turned my head and scowled at the somewhat tall, brown eyed, short brown haired vampire, and glared at him. "Can I help you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. It was clear in my voice that I wasn't in the mood, but he still didn't get the damn clue.

"You know miss when you walk into the bar with a bloody arm vampires will take notice," he told me.

I rolled my eyes, and huffed. Tell me something I don't already know, jackass! "Like I didn't already know that," I snapped at him.

His fangs dropped instantly as he became angry. Apparently, a human had never talked to him like I just had, let alone a girl. "You have no idea who you're dealing with, miss," he growled.

Looking him dead in the eyes, knowing that his glamor shit wouldn't work on me, I said, angrily, "Actually, I do. I'm dealing with the vampire that's about to pluck my last nerve, and push me to my breaking point!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Eric was focused intently on what was going on between the vampire and I. He knew I could take care of myself, and that if he intervened, I'd get mad. But, I knew for a fact that it wouldn't be long until he came over, and broke our little confrontation up. Otherwise, I'd have to do it, and then everyone in the bar would know what I truly am. That wouldn't be good. It wouldn't be good even one bit.

"Is that so?" the vampire asked. The look in his eyes told me that he was getting ready to attack me.

Not breaking eye contact with the vampire, who was getting ready to try and glamor me, so that he'd easily be able to attack me, I motioned to Eric that now would be a good time for him to intervene. I hated having to call "backup," I guess you could say, but with my arm hurting really bad, and the fact that the bar was filled, I honestly had no choice.

In an instant the vampire that I was in a confrontation with was thrown against the wall opposite of me. Everyone, vampires, humans, and tourists, was divided on either side of the bar now. There was an empty pathway in the middle of the bar now. Obviously, no one wanted a piece of Eric. Not only did he own this bar, but he was sheriff of Area 5.

"Pam!" Eric called her over.

"Yes, master?" she asked, walking over to where we were from her position at the door.

"Escort him off of the premises," he ordered, looking at the vampire who hadn't dared to get up off the floor. "Don't let me see you back in my bar," Eric said. The sound of his voice was frightening. Even to me for a second or two.

"Yes, master," Pam replied with a nod of her head as she walked over to the fallen vampire, and forced him up, and out of the bar.

Everything went back to somewhat normal once the vampire was gone. But, everyone was talking about what had just happened. Even the other vampires were. That surprised me a little bit. I shook it off, though.

I was so preoccupied with what had just happened that I had completely forgotten that my arm was even injured, and I hadn't noticed Sookie and Rachel come to stand behind me. It took both of them putting a hand on either of my shoulders for me to realize that.

After giving both of them a reassuring smile that I was fine after what had just happened, I looked at Eric who looked down at my arm. I may only be a little bit shorter than him at 5'8," but he still had a good two inches on me. Therefore, he still had to look down upon me.

"My office," he said simply, turning and walking towards the doorway leading to his office, the basement, and a few other rooms that I wasn't too sure about.

I followed him, and as expected Rachel and Sookie followed me. Surely, they wanted to know what had happened to my arm. I kind of sort of didn't want to tell them the truth about it. Both of them had made me promise not to go and do what I did tonight. I promised, but of course I had my fingers crossed behind my back the whole time. Who said things you did in grade school wouldn't come in handy in the future?

Once the four of us were in Eric's office with the door closed behind us, Eric asked, "What happened to your arm?"

I thought for a moment trying to think of how I should answer his question. After at least a minute of debating with myself, I just decided to be somewhat blunt with my answer, "I was attacked."

Sookie's eyes widened. "Attacked by what?"

Rachel on the other hand, knowing me all to well, had a small disappointed look on her face. She knew what I had done.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I honestly don't know."

"Where were you attacked at?" Eric asked next.

Eek! The question I was hoping wouldn't be asked. I bit my bottom lip praying that this would all just turn out to be some huge nightmare. Of course, it wasn't. Seeing no way out, I answered, "The alley that all of hookers are going missing from."

The whole room grew silently still.

Sookie, taking on her normal substitute mother role, somewhat furiously broke the silence, "After you swore to Rachel and I that you wouldn't go there?"

"The police are handling it," Rachel said.

I laughed. Then I remembered, I hadn't told them that whatever it was kidnapping those hookers wasn't even close to being human. "Yeah, sure! The police are really going to be a big help!" I said sarcastically.

"What aren't you telling us, Selena?" Eric asked me.

I sighed as I unbandaged my arm, slowly. I knew that Eric could control himself enough, so I didn't have to worry about him attacking me because of all the blood. "Does this look like a wound that a human can give someone?" I asked, showing all of them the three scratch marks running down the upper part of the side of my right arm.

For the second time tonight, Eric called for Pam. She entered the room not even a second after Eric called for her.

"Master?"

"I'm afraid we're going to have to close early," he told her, shocking us all.

"Why for?" Pam asked, curiously.

"We're going to need to call, Dr. Ludwig," Eric answered, turning me, so that Pam could see the scratches on my arm.

She looked shocked upon seeing them. "Are those what I think they are?"

Eric nodded without another word.

Pam looked at me. "You shouldn't even be standing right now. You truly are different," she told me before exiting the office to go and clear everyone out of the bar.

Rachel, Sookie, and I all looked at each other confused. I'll admit, I was beyond worried. Why were Eric and Pam so alert now that they'd seen the scratches. What did they know that I didn't. I was soon going to find out.

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