I pulled into the parking lot of Fangtasia. There was a very long line of Fangbangers wrapped around the front of the nightclub. As I got out of the car, I took a deep breath and walked toward the bar. I noticed Pam at the front, and apparently she noticed me too. She motioned me toward the front and I followed.
"Don't you look nice. If Eric didn't have such an interest in you, I might just claim you as my own." She said, eying me in her same usual way.
"Thanks." I noticed everyone in line was whispering and staring me. It took all I had to keep my guard up from the jealous comments and sexual references.
"You can go in Rayne, Eric's waiting." She nodded toward the door and I smiled.
I walked in and was surprised. It was a lot bigger than it looked from the outside. There were vampire dancers on a stage, moving around so fast it I could barely follow their bodies. The bar was crowded with vampires and their humans. There were mortals dancing to the loud, intense music, just like any other club. Then I saw what I came for.
He was perched on the center of a raised platform on a throne of sorts. He was the king, and all the mortals surrounding him were craving his attention. They would be complete if he even gave them a glace or spit in their face. He looked positively elegant. Mortals were kneeling at his feet, kissing his shoes. They all hoped to be the object of this Viking vampire's interest. He wasn't going to pay them any attention.
Because he was staring directly at me.
I lowered my head, afraid I would insult him by staring at his kingly appearance, just as these annoying fangbangers were. In a flash, he was in front of me. I was startled at his sudden appearance in front of my face.
"Can you please not do that, I'm startled easily." I said, looking up at him.
He laughed a little. "I thought you said you weren't afraid of me."
"I'm not," I said, wrinkling my eyebrows a bit. "I said you startled me, I didn't say I was scared."
"It's all the same to me. You look very..." He looked me from my heels to my straightened hair. "appetizing."
I ignored the comment and realized he was wearing close to the same outfit he was wearing the night before. Black tank top, Black pants (only this time... tighter...) and a leather jacket. "What did you want to talk to me about. You said you needed me?" I had to say something before my mind lost itself in the gutter.
"Yes, follow me to the back."
He led me around the staring crowd and toward a door in the back. The door opened into a metal hallway with a door at the end. Eric's office I was guessing. He sat down and motioned for me to do the same. He propped his elbows on his desk and touched his fingertips together, staring at me intently. (He seemed to do that a lot) Pam walked in and he barely gave an upward glance.
"Om du avgöra du någonsin få uttråkad av henne , kanna Jag har henne? Hon skulle göra en utmärkt lek sak." Pam said, eyes focused on me.
If you decide you ever get bored of her, can I have her? She would make an excellent play thing.
Maybe suddenly learning Swedish this morning would come in handy.
"Löpa ned Pamela. Jag har många planerna för vår ny telepatien."
Stand down Pamela. I have many plans for our new telepath.
I sighed, "JAG kanna förstå vad du två siar..."
I can understand what you two are saying
They both looked up at me, eyes wide.
"You know Swedish?" Eric said, curiosity playing across his face.
"As of this morning, yes." Both their expressions became almost confused. "It's a long story."
"You're very interesting Miss Crassus. You seem to have more to you than your friend Sookie." Eric looked at me, the curiosity coming back. "I would like to know more about your... gifts"
"Thanks, I guess. I have no idea what gifts I have. You wouldn't have been interested in me a couple days ago. I was as normal as any human in this bar."
"Really? What caused the change?"
"Your guess is as good as mine. I honestly have no clue."
"You're very different, not like the other pathetic humans in my establishment. You're much more than food to me."
"That's reassuring."
"Well, the reason I've asked you here tonight is because I'm in need of your talent. I would ask Sookie for this considering she's been in control of her gift longer but her relationship with Bill has become... tiresome."
Pam snickered.
"I'm warning you right now Eric, I'm not very good with my new gift. I can't control it nearly as well as Sookie. I have no idea how it happened and it seems no one else does either."
"Regardless of whether or not you can control it perfectly, I still need you. Do you know of vampire politics?"
"No, not really."
"I am Sheriff of Area 5. That is the area containing Shreveport, Bon Temps, and Monroe. As the Sheriff, I can have any human I want." He looked at me with raised eyebrows. "That includes you."
"So, if I refused, you would drain me?"
"Maybe. I haven't decided yet. I could drain you, torture you, or use you in as many ways I please." A smile played across his face. Pam smirked at this.
"I haven't heard what you want me for so I have no idea whether or not I should refuse."
"I was getting to that. Dallas's sheriff is missing. We have asked the surrounding area sheriffs if they've seen him to no avail. At first we thought it was another vampire but we have no leads. Some think he was kidnapped by humans, but I'm not sure that's the case. Godric is too powerful to be taken be mere humans. That is where you come in." He leaned his elbows on his desk and interlaced his fingers, chin resting on his hands. He looked very professional.
"So you want me to poke around and see if I can find any information on the whereabouts of this sheriff? I don't understand, it seems like that you have your own matters to attend. Why are you so interested in what happens in Dallas to this Godric?"
Bad move.
In an instant, Eric had me pinned against the wall, fangs gleaming in the dim light. He looked like he wanted to rip out my throat. I stood there, frozen. Just then I had a vision. Eric and a dark-haired boy in German soldier uniforms in a candle-lit cottage.
"Don't mistake my demeanor as kindness! My interest in Godric is none of your business! You will go to Dallas and do as I ask or you will meet your God sooner than you expect!" His eyes were like fire. I had really hit a nerve without meaning to.
"Alright, I'm sorry. Geeze, you don't have to try and kill me." I said as I edged myself away and brushed off my shoulder blades. "I'll help you. I was just curious."
He was looking at me dumbfounded. I could tell he was surprised at how little fear I showed. I'd been through enough muggings and such in my life to know that human life hangs by a thread. I don't welcome death, but I don't necessarily fear it either. Then the smiled, his fangs retracted.
"Interesting." He whispered so low I could barely hear. "I will set up your travel at no cost. Of course you will be paid for this. Pam and myself will accompany you. Do you think I should bring Sookie along if she wishes as well?"
"That's all up to you. I wouldn't mind having another human with me as well. After all, two minds are better than one. Especially telepathic ones."
"Then it's settled. I will contact Sookie tomorrow night and inform her of the plan."
"Sounds excellect. Keep me informed as to what's going on if you don't mind. I would rather go into this knowing what's going on instead of being blind-sided at the last minute."
"You're very demanding Miss Crassus."
"Stop calling me that please. I have a first name. It's Rayne."
"Very well Rayne. You may leave if you wish." He smirked again.
"I think I will. I have work in the morning. I'll see you soon. Pam." I said, nodding my head in her direction.
I had flashed a last smile before Pam opened the door for me and I walked into the cold atmosphere of the bar. As I was walking toward the entrance, I noticed Eric was sitting back on his throne, soaking the attention while watching me walk away. I slightly smirked and then walked out of the door. I got into my car and took a deep breath. I was alive, that was a plus. I started the engine and began my ride home. About 10 minutes later I was on an empty, wooded, dark road. There was only one street light and it seemed as if it were going out. My car began to sputter so I pulled over. I waited about 2 minutes before I tried starting again. No luck. I tried again. Same result. I groaned and put my head on the steering wheel. When I lifted my head up, I noticed a woman in the middle of the road. She had a feral razorback pig alongside her. I rubbed my eyes as if to wish her away. When I focused again, I could see she was still there. I slowly opened the door of my car and lifted a foot out. I began climbing out of the car. I shut the door and began walking toward the woman.
She was thin with long stringy black hair. She was wearing a white gown that looked older than dirt. Then I noticed her mouth. It was covered in blood. I noticed then that her dress was covered in it too. She opened her mouth to speak.
"I have a message I would like you to relay." She said, dark eyes fixed on me from over 20 feet away.
"Yes? For whom and what?" I was afraid of the answer.
"For Mr. Northman." She laughed and it sounded almost like bells.
Then it happened. Her arms had grown twice their size and looked even more gruesome. She started running toward me. I turned to run as fast as I could but to no avail. The demon woman had dug her nails into my back, ripping my corset off and leaving me reeling in pain. She stood over me and looked down before disappearing into the night.
All I could feel was intense pain. My body was convulsing. I couldn't stand it. Every one of my limbs started to feel numb. I was getting nauseated. Then I did the only thing I thought could save my life.
Eric, help me please
Then everything went black.
A/N: That's the end of chapter 5. Please review, I'm one for constructive criticism! Also, check out my sister-in-law's the Outsider's fanfiction. Her pen name is trippinoutmysoul. The next chapter should be out soon!